The movie "The Last Station" (The Last Station) is the legendary story of the Russian writer Tolstoy in his later years. It mainly describes the love and contradiction between him and his wife who has been married for nearly half a century. At the beginning of the movie, Tolstoy's famous quote was quoted: "Everything I know is because of love. I thought that the real life of the literary masters who believed in love in the novel was the same. After reading it, I discovered that belief is belief, life is life, and belief and life are not necessarily closely intertwined. Surprisingly, people can believe in love and betray love at the same time. In Tolstoy's novels, the beliefs of "born for love" and "love is everything" may not be false, but it is a pity that they may only be beliefs in a certain period of life, sincere, but only a flash in the pan. [Men’s love, nothing more] In the movie, Tolstoy in his later years is like a "saint". He advocates thrift, opposes privileges, and even decides to give up personal property and titles of nobility, and leave the copyright of his novels to the Russian people. . However, his wife Sophia was totally unable to accept this "turning little love into big love" will. She did not have such a noble sentiment. She believed that Tolstoy’s achievements were the end result of their life’s hard work. It was a decision made by Tolstoy alone. As a result, she tried her best to defend the rights of the Tolstoy family and argued hard for reason, not losing the courage of a man at all, and the emotions that touched her from time to time, making her a hysterical and difficult woman in the eyes of everyone. The two have always had a strong love from young to old, and therefore faced an unprecedented impact. Why do couples who have been in love for a lifetime will drift away at the end of their lives? If love is everything, why is love not enough? This is the part that sighs me the most in the process of watching the movie. Tolstoy believed that his love for Sophia had never changed. When he told the young secretary Valentin who admired him with a nostalgic tone about how he fell in love with his wife at the beginning: "The young Sophia is romantic and frank and beautiful. It's breathtaking, I don't feel like I am worthy of her. Many years later, Sophia's outspoken temperament remained the same, and his romantic mood towards love remained the same. The first scene of the movie: The old Sophia ran to Tolstoy’s room and slipped into the bed quietly. Regardless of Tolstoy’s sleeping unaware, she just pulled his arm around I, like a little girl of first love, always needs love and hugs from lovers. The difference between Sophia and ordinary women is that she lives in Tolstoy's love, and she also lives in a heart that is loyal to herself. The old Tolstoy may still love her, but he loves his reputation even more. He completely ignored his wife's thoughts and wishfully believed that his wife should rely on his decision. He couldn't bear the quarreling life of the two, and in the end he even left without saying goodbye. Seeing this, I felt very sad for Sophia, and also questioned that Tolstoy's love might not be as deep as he thought. Love is trust and perseverance; love is that even if the whole world is against her, you are the only one standing by her. Is it still love without trust and companionship? Tolstoy's achievements are not all his own efforts. In the hard process, she has devoted a long time and life effort to him. Why is she not qualified to own part of her husband's property? Tolstoy is recognized as a great writer in the world and a great saint in the hearts of the Russian people. However, the details of the movie show his hypocrisy and selfishness: he hates noble privileges and advocates the liberation of peasants, but he still lives in luxurious manors. In the manor, there are still countless servants serving them. He lives a noble life, but keeps saying that he doesn't want to be a noble. Isn't this a contradiction? He insists on abandoning everything that the world has, including ideals and selfish desire to achieve his own reputation. Compared to the image of a saint he was willing to give up, Sophia turned into an insatiable bad woman. Such a gap is not due to the right or wrong of the two, but Tolstoy's selfish attitude to the end. Sophia has always been unwilling to show weakness for a long time. It cannot be denied that they still love each other from beginning to end, but love is constantly being scratched while sticking to each other. I think the most sad thing is not the ruthless barrier of others, but Tolstoy's practical actions to draw the line between the two. Unchanging love, here, becomes the greatest irony. [Women’s ego can be so powerful] From ancient times to the present, men have always had all kinds of reasons to find the scum of love. Women who ask for perfection have nothing but emptiness behind the silence; women who insist on themselves are accompanied by selfishness. reputation. The selfishness of men for self-achievement is natural, and the selfishness that women expect for themselves becomes insatiable. This is not a theorem, but the most frightening thing is that it is deeply rooted in most people's hearts. Therefore, I admire Sophia's attitude that she is not afraid of everyone's eyes and still sticks to her own self. In that conservative era, she didn't give up her idea of herself. She loves her husband, but she still stands up to defend the rights of the family. Her husband is a saint, which does not mean that she must also be a saint. There is a line in the movie that impresses me. Tolstoy asked Sophia why he is so critical? She said: "After getting married, you are my result and I am your result. For me, love is like this. Why am I not picky? If the husband and wife are really each other’s partners, how can they ignore each other’s feelings before making any decisions? You can ignore the other person's feelings, but keep saying love. This kind of love is really sentimental. In the movie, Sophia, who dares to love and hate, is really much cuter than Tolstoy, the polite writer. Even though she always faced the matter of her husband making a will with a strong attitude, what she cared most was whether Tolstoy loved her or not. When she ran all the way to Tolstoy's door, the first question she wanted to ask was not: Why did he leave me? Rather, does he know about my sad heart pounding in the lake? How did he react when I jumped into the lake? In the face of love, a woman still can't stay high forever. The soft part of her heart deep in love makes her willing to lower her posture, just want to know whether the man she loves loves her as before? Reluctant, not weak, but believe in love. Not realistic enough, it becomes the eternal fatal wound of a woman in love. I always remember Sophia’s sentimental but very firm look at the last sitting on the train. Although her life is about to come to an end, at least she can be loyal to herself every moment of her life, every decision in life, every quarrel. And pain, she has Keep in mind. She did not lose herself because of love, nor did she lose love because of self. Some people may say that she also loves not deeply enough, otherwise, how can she live for herself with confidence? However, I vaguely saw a beam of light deep in her faint heart, the light shining with every moment of Tolstoy and Sophia's heart-to-heart. [Losing oneself, you will eventually lose what you love] It is often said: The deepest love will make people love to lose oneself. After watching the love story between Tolstoy and his wife, I suddenly felt that love may not be so great, and the self may not be so fragile. Love may not be without resentment in the depths. It is because of resentment that I can see clearly that I am Blind spot in love; it is because of persisting in self that one can not underestimate oneself after the situation has passed. I think that every woman should be like Sophia, who loves others with her heart, but not forgetting to love herself. Because the righteous love will always get more respect and deeper remembrance than the impoverished love. She made me understand: love is to accomplish others, but also to accomplish oneself. Desperate to start for "love" at the same time, "self" has been safely on the side. She convinced me: the end is not the end, but another brilliant beginning............
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