Civilized city venice

Antone 2022-01-17 08:02:16

If this is not a movie based on real historical events, I will only give 3 stars.

But this is actually true!

This has nothing to do with whether the continual affection of the hero and heroine restores the original appearance of history.

I really sigh: the dignitaries in Venice at that time were so daring to love and hate. According to the prevailing words-they are all pure men.

In my impression, if one is judged as a heresy, it is almost dead in horizontal and vertical. However, the heroine was released without any guilt. Of course, she has her own particularities.

1. As a political prostitute, she does not forget to cultivate her sentiment and temper her temperament. She is cultivated, which makes her self-defense sound and shocking, and even touches her rivals.

2. She has the number one LOVER as a senator. This kid is very desperate for her. It also played an important role in calling other LOVERS to stand up.

3. Because she is the number one political prostitute, her LOVERS are all big figures who speak out (such as King Henry N, but it was a pity that the distant water could not quench the near thirst). When they stood up together to support the heroine, a trial of heresy was escalated into a major political event, which turned the trivial matter into the big one.

Conclusion: If Nice at that time participated in the selection of civilized cities, I think her city spirit is-freedom, tolerance, justice, and fraternity.

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Dangerous Beauty quotes

  • Veronica Franco: There's not a man in Venice I can't have.

    Marco Venier: And there's not a woman in Venice I can't have.

    Veronica Franco: You cannot have me.

  • Veronica Franco: I confess that as a young girl I loved a man who would not marry me for want of a dowry. I confess I had a mother who taught me a different way of life, one I resisted at first but learned to embrace. I confess I became a courtesan, traded yearning for power, welcomed many rather than be owned by one. I confess I embraced a whore's freedom over a wife's obedience. I confess I find more ecstacy in passion than in prayer. Such passion is prayer. I confess I pray still to feel the touch of my lover's lips. His hands upon me, his arms enfolding me... Such surrender has been mine. I confess I pray still to be filled and enflamed. To melt into the dream of us, beyond this troubled place, to where we are not even ourselves. To know that always, this is mine. If this had not been mine-if I had lived any other way-a child to her husband's will, my soul hardened from lack of touch and lack of love... I confess such endless days and nights would be a punishment far greater than you could ever mete out. You, all of you, you who hunger so for what I give yet cannot bear to see that kind of power in a woman. You call God's greatest gift-ourselves, our yearning, our need to love-you call it filth and sin and heresy... I repent there was no other way open to me. I do not repent my life.