Thirty minutes before the film, there was a mess. It was pushed from modern theater to the 17th century, from the 17th century to "five years ago", from "five years ago" to 40 years ago, and then back to the 17th century. Repeatedly layered memories. Until the end, Fang realized that, as expected, this was a story about the anonymous Edward, and the Lord of Oxford was actually William Shakespeare. At a loss, he was stunned by this realm, and was shocked and persuaded by this story. I believe that such an explosive plot may not please the field of Western literature, but there is one point worthy of recognition. No matter who the author is, the signature is William Shakespeare. How much praise and how much suffering was hidden during his lifetime. These words are the treasures of history and will be left forever. The world.
Because I love to write, I can understand the mentality, and even worship, that these words can be seen by more people and some people resonate. Just like Edward expects Ben’s applause, it is very satisfying, even if the world cannot be known. Who is the author! In order to be able to pass on the words, he did not hesitate to let Ben keep a secret. He has nothing, the only thing he has is the text, even if the signatures of these plays are not his own.
"Anonymous" is not a story about conspiracy theories, deception, and subversiveness, but a point of view that exists because of existence, even in the different circumstances between the recipient and the devotee. Or, to describe it like this, Edward de Ville created William Shakespeare, and his words made Shakespeare exist, and Shakespeare existed because of these poems and writings. It doesn't matter who the writer is, what matters is their existence. Maybe it's because each has its own eyes, and each has its own advantages, but it's just a different point of view!
My father once said that literature and art are things belonging to the rich and luxury goods to the poor. He directly killed his dream in the cradle, writing and painting can only become a hobby after making a living. When Edward died, he summarized himself in this way, from one of the richest people in England to one of the poorest people, with no political achievements and no achievements, only words are his only inheritance. Only with this kind of background and determination can he write about it, right?
Obviously this kind of people are stupid waste in the eyes of Sir William Cecil, William and his son Robert. William worked hard all his life to get the most benefit, but he was defeated by Edward's whole-hearted writing. It can be the king of England. Originally, the descendants of the Cecil family can be the commanding heights of power. However, the facts are often so dramatic that life is difficult to control. Even if the organs are exhausted, even if the planners and victors who think that they control the situation are in control, they will never be able to compare the people he despised in the depths of their hearts. This is Robert's tragedy. He has tried to surpass Edward all his life, but he has never been able to compare to this dead man, he will live in Edward's shadow all his life.
Throughout Edward's life, it is like a portrayal and epitome of Shakespeare's tragedy, comprehensively summarizing himself involuntarily. From the moment he was born to the moment he was born, he was arranged to be the heir to Lord Newton's house. Unfortunately, the good times did not last long, and his father died before he became an adult (not ruled out related to William). Then he was involuntarily placed under the custody of William, and when he became an adult, he was threatened to marry William's daughter Anne. Along the way, he was being orchestrated his fate. It is a rare occasion to have a spark of love with Queen Elizabeth, but was blinded and exiled. Believing that this relationship was real, he later discovered that they actually had a son between them, and he especially cherished and cared for that child. I love writing, but I can't publish it. I can only make it public in the name of others. In the face of conspiracy and regime, naively believed that words would save the country and save his children, but the result was defeated and blood flowed into rivers. Although the Duke of Southampton was released from life, he learned of a more shocking life experience. It turns out that he himself was the illegitimate son of Queen Elizabeth, or that he was the eldest son of Queen Elizabeth at the age of 16, and they had an incestuous relationship. The multiple blows eventually made him depressed, although he never stopped writing, because that was the only channel he could vent.
From the ignorance of the young age to the awakening of the middle age. The writer obtains real themes and insights in life practice, perhaps this will make his works full of charm and infuriating. If there are no ups and downs in life, the works under that pen are just the romantic blueprints of daydreamers, empty and lacking. Life is like a play, and play is like life. No one can structure life according to a romantic blueprint. In any case, in Edward's eyes, everything is a tragedy, isn't it? Perhaps, people who love literature and writing are very romantic, romantic people are very naive, and naive people are very tragic, because they do not know how to manage and plan, even if they are talented, they can only attract jealousy and persecution. Let your destiny be controlled by others.
Withered leaves falling down, the childish face in the autumn wind; light Tudor rose, a touch of contempt after elegant appearance; gunshots, blood, the passing of life, rain like tears, the desperate eyes behind the window, there is nothing in life The pain to endure. Maybe, everything is sad and hopeless. Before death, calmly, do you have any regrets!
Postscript: The
film was nominated for the 84th Oscar, but it didn't get any results. Maybe it is too subversive story, hard to get praise! In addition, just like "Sword Rain", many viewers see Queen Elizabeth's indulgence and incest, while ignoring the essence of the story.
He never stopped writing, even if life is such a tragedy, even if he is Anonymous, even if he has reached the end of life. Anonymous, he is Lord Newton, he is Edward, he is Shakespeare, he is no one, he is him, author of 37 screenplays, has written 154 sonnets and narrative poems...this It's just a story, and I found resonance in it, so I wrote a film review.
In addition, the play let me know an actor Rhys Ifans (Rhys Ifans), he is like a chameleon in the world of light and shadow, this time in Anonymous, he interpreted the middle-aged Edward, his eyes , His demeanor, his temperament, and his sorrow and longing in every detail, just like the Tudor rose in the play, elegant, gorgeous, and melancholic.
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