"Random Harvest" in 1942 was one of my favorite movies when I was a kid, and it is still one of my favorite black and white movies. People are very strange. When you suddenly met something when you were young, you suddenly became addicted to it, and you can't get rid of it in your head in this life. "Random Harvest" is such a movie. I saw it when I was a child and felt that "amnesia" was mysterious. Later, I would look for many related books to read it, and examine the memories and thoughts in my head from time to time. ——At that time, I didn't understand love at all. I remember that I couldn't even see that the later female secretary was the protagonist's wife after the first amnesia. At that time, I was just addicted to "amnesia".
A few years later, when reviewing this "Mandarin Dream Replay", of course, I already knew the story well, and of course I saw some unreasonable parts of the story. However, I still listed it as my favorite black and white movie. one. Just because the heroine's love is as deep as the sea.
This amnesia movie "Un long dimanche de fiançailles" also has another heroine who loves as deep as the sea.
The girl is the heroine of the theater. While performing in a certain city, she met a gentleman who escaped from a mental hospital. He suffered from amnesia in the battlefield of World War I. At first sight of him, the girl fell in love with him. She took him back to the troupe to treat him. Later, she left the troupe and went to the countryside to recuperate. Years later, the gentlemen still did not recover their memories, they fell in love, got married, and had their own children. The gentleman was going to a big city but was accidentally knocked down by a car and lost his memory again. This time he restored his memories before the war, but lost the three years of being with the girl. The gentleman returned to his home, inherited the family business, and became a business tycoon.
The girl in the country couldn't wait for her husband's return, and became seriously ill. The newborn son also died of illness. One day she saw a picture of her husband in the newspaper, so she went to his company to apply for a personal secretary. In three years, the gentleman still did not recognize her, and almost married his niece. On this day, the gentleman finally asked her to marry him, but he made it clear in advance that it was only because they were lonely and she helped him a lot. They were just a couple in name. For another three years, on the wedding anniversary, the gentleman gave the girl a string of necklaces worn by the Queen of England. The girl opened her jewelry box and placed the cheap necklace given by her husband after giving birth to the child. Finally, she determined to leave the amnestic husband temporarily and return to the familiar and sad country. Suddenly, the gentleman had clues to his memory, and finally found the former house where the key that had been in his pocket belonged.
When I was a kid, I liked this movie, but I was obsessed with "amnesia" and thought that "pocket key" was very romantic. And now, what makes me extremely moved is the affection of this woman. Change you, will you wait for this husband? Will you apply for a job when you see a picture of your husband in the newspaper? You are a personal secretary behind him. Will you resist your desire to follow the doctor's advice and not say your own identity? Can you endure another young girl's constant pursuit of him? In order not to disturb his current life, would you sign with the lawyer to give up searching for your missing husband? Would you marry him superficially knowing that he can't remember you? Will you cry and still keep your mouth shut after receiving his wedding anniversary gift? Three years, three years, several three years have passed, can you wait so painfully forever?
For every question, I feel that I can't do it. I'm not even sure if I can meet a man who deserves so much pain for him.
Such selfless love, and love itself is so selfish.
He is by his lover every day, but he never remembers himself. Amnesia is so cruel.
Another girl has leg problems due to polio. The neighbor boy is her childhood sweetheart. The lover is on the battlefield and has never come back. She has been searching and tracking every clue, finding everyone involved, and even stealing confidential military documents. Finally, she finally found his lover, he survived, he just lost his memory. Finally, she found him and sat quietly beside him, under the warm sunshine, just watching him quietly.
MMM is the secret love story between them. She follows the clues to restore the story of everyone in the bingo trenches, who they had sex with, who they talked to, who quarreled with, and won the first prize in the carpenter competition. In this way, it used to be like that—every soldier, whether it is a French or a German, has his own personal story. In the cruel background of the war, every story is similar. There is no nationality or difference. .
And every family and friend who is still alive behind them is still living a life with a shadow of heart. The actress Jodie Foster made a cameo as a supporting role, spoke fluent French, and told a story about her husband and her last friend. Marion Cotillard, who used to play love games, plays an equally affectionate lover. Like the heroine, he pursues these clues and avenges his lover. He firmly believes that the lover is still alive and they can still meet.
When I was young, I always felt that suffering from amnesia is a very painful thing. I can’t remember anything and forget everything. Now that I grow up, I understand that after suffering from amnesia, the pain is not you but the love around you. your people.
It's not because of war that there is such a stubborn and strong affectionate woman.
It is not because of the ability of an unexplored prophet to persist.
Not every woman has the patience of both of them to wait for such a long day.
Time, every second is unique, and both of them are willing to spend tens of millions of seconds of unique and flashing time to wait for their lover.
Two long marriage contracts, two amnestic loves.
Fortunately, their amnesiacs really persisted with them to the end, so that they would not waste their time of waiting, searching, forbearing, and suffering.
There is another person's heart beating in the palm of the hand.
There is a key to the door of a house whose address is not remembered in the pocket of his clothes.
I hope everyone will take good care of the good memories in their heads.
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