She knows

Rickey 2022-01-16 08:01:14

Maisie, a six-year-old girl. She hid behind the door to watch her parents arguing, watched the rock singer mother flirt with the young bartender in the living room, watched the art dealer father and the little nanny talk intimately in the stairwell.

Soon the parents divorced, and they remarried in an instant, with Margo the nanny sister on the one hand, and Lincoln the bartender brother on the other. Maisie rotates between the two homes every ten days.

Selfish parents, saying that they love her more than anything else, they always push her to their younger sisters and brothers. She never cried, was quiet, played with dolls in the room, and waited for her late parents in the empty lobby.

That night, her parents were missing, and she was taken to a strange bed. Outside the door was a group of strangers. The six-year-old soul couldn't bear it anymore, and the tears slipped quietly from the tip of his nose to the pillow.

The child will not be confused by the words of an adult, she knows that action is better than everything. She knew who would keep her promise to take her out to sea—not the father who moved to England for business, not the mother who was about to leave her on a national tour.

They are not worthy of her beauty.

Adults are always lost, and children's hearts cannot be clearer.

Onata Aprile, the little girl who plays Maisie, is natural, innocent, and sexy. Allow me to use the improper word "sexy"-because I can't think of a more appropriate word to describe the little girl's total transparency and openness that is completely unknowingly.

The child's eyes are transparent like lake water, observing everything.

The purity of the child is like a mirror, reflecting the beauty and ugliness of the people around him.

A rare good movie.

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What Maisie Knew quotes

  • Margo: I'm sorry I got mad at him. He must think I'm awful.

    Maisie: Mommy gets mad at him all the time.

  • Lincoln: I was bitten by a turtle once.

    Margo: Were you really?

    Lincoln: Yeah... yeah. It even left a scar if you...

    Margo: Rea... really?

    Lincoln: [shows Margo his bitten finger] It could've left a scar.

    [Margo laughs]

    Lincoln: It's that bad. It could've left a scar.

    Margo: Right, yeah. So, is it quite traumatic for you being back here with the turtles?

    Lincoln: [interrupting] It was. This is kinda like therapy for me.

    Margo: Oh! It is? Okay.

    Lincoln: Meeting the beast again.

    [Margo laughs]