The city of sinking, sinking is the dead-end "London" city. The ever-changing baby, the ever-changing one is Nicola, the only eye-catching body.
The so-called London is just a few landmarks that are rarely seen in the film. The real "city" probably still has to return to everyone's heart.
Although the inseparable "love" runs through the film, it has never deeply felt the reality of love. It's all just the naked desire of men and the self-righteousness of women. And the truth of the matter may be that women are once again severely objectified in this film. That "beautiful" who longed for and only had access to once was probably the whole reason too many people wanted to keep watching this movie.
Love is what everyone desires and is the source of humility, madness, entanglement, pain, and mixed feelings. Of course, in this film there is also hatred born of love, and hatred also makes people lose their self and reason even more, and eventually lead to the cage-like tragedy of death.
Judging from the film alone, this is not a very clear work. Beauty, even if it is not eaten, should not be destroyed. Human nature does pursue beauty, and there is a natural desire for beauty. I don't think a lot of women are too happy after watching this film. Because there, women have been represented, sentenced, or "arranged plainly". The end result of the so-called toying with men is to ruin my own life. It seems that such a process and ending are not the ending I want to see.
Yes, there are some "spoiled" women in the real world who think they can roam freely in this world. So I think the adaptation of the true story must also be true. For this film, however, such so-called "fabrication" seems to place women in an objectified position in a sense: beauty is capital. As long as this woman has the means, intelligence, and courage, every man in the world will fall for her. But what does this "beauty" get in return? Is it love? No, just desire. People tend to indulge in desire at first, but then what? Is this heroine looking for love? Maybe what she longed for was love, but what was the result? In the end, it may be just "the little tiredness that comes after the passion fades away". Women have become, in a sense, the slutty and self-conscious woman who is actually pathetic.
I don't think women need to position themselves based on appearance, nor do they need to be positioned by others. We belong to ourselves and grow together in body and spirit. The phrase "besides with poetry and literature" is not unreasonable. What a woman needs is every independent individual who has its own unique aura created together with mind, knowledge, and ability. We are not objects, we do not need to be clearly priced, we do not need to be possessed, and we do not need to be arranged.
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