Mrs. Tolstoy was wayward and mean, but fragile and distressed. The love she gave was not selfish. She clung to Tolstoy because she was too insecure. She just wanted to copyright his work. Grasp, because in her eyes, she is the one who knows Tolstoy's works best, and those works contain her memories of her young love with Tolstoy. Seeing a lot of film reviews are blaming her, saying that her selfishness is love? Is it love to hold a man tightly? This love is so selfish. I just thought it must have been written by a man, maybe the thing they didn't understand the most was her heart. She didn’t want to seize these possessions, seize Tolstoy’s love, she was just struggling to prove that she was the most important thing in this love, and the way to prove all of this was only in her own way. Look at this copyright. Maybe she was wrong, but in this relationship, she was just a poor person, an insecure, a confused woman, and a fragile old man. I watched this movie and I was full of sympathy for her. Maybe, when people get old, they will be too persistent. But this persistence makes me sad.
In fact, Tolstoy was just a poor old man. In fact, all he wanted to live was a happy and free life, without the shackles of status and status, living peacefully with the people he loved, but unfortunately he was tired of his reputation. At the end of the movie, when he was just swapping Sophia bitterly before his death, I couldn't help but control the tears for a long time, for the deep and fragile feelings, and the contradictions in this love.
The last scene left in my heart is the most profound scene at the beginning of the movie, when the wrinkled Sophia exchanged "dear dear", then quietly climbed onto the bed, hugged Leo Tolstoy, and listened. He purred evenly, but showed a beautiful smile.
This is a movie about love.
View more about The Last Station reviews
