"Hannah listened carefully, tried to interject something to say or ask something, and became more and more restless. At last she said: 'You don't need to call in an expert, I admit that the report is mine Written.'"
A few short sentences, just a minute in the movie, were a turning point in Hannah's life. Maybe she is naive and doesn't know what the danger will be once the mastermind's crime is convicted. She is just instinctively unwilling to let herself bear the trumped-up crime, and she wants to defend herself at all costs. However, she hesitated, she was in pain, because her innocence could only be exchanged by exposing the biggest secret of her life - so she chose to sacrifice herself to keep that secret. Hannah in the film has always been resolute and decisive in her courtroom defenses, unmistakably acting like a hard-nosed Nazi (and therefore the judges' distaste for her), but this time, for the first time, she acts like an innocent. The weak woman who helped her, she was overwhelmed and looked around at a loss, as if a drowning person was trying to grab the non-existent life-saving straw. Then, unexpectedly, she made a sudden decision. She is such a simple and innocent woman. She insists on what she believes in, and she never cares about other people's opinions: even if people all over the world don't care whether she is illiterate or not, she cares, and that's enough.
When the sentence was pronounced, the book described Hannah this way:
"She didn't look away, she saw through everything. It was an arrogant, hurt, hopeless, infinitely tired look, a look that didn't want anyone or anything. Look."
I think Kate's eyes are more than tired, not arrogant, and not enough of despair. Of course, it's good to have a quick glance at her to be able to perform to this point.
This is a very complicated novel. Some people read out the warm and touching love, and some people read out the profound reflection on the war, but these are not the elements of moving. Hannah's beauty, Hannah's stubbornness, and Hannah's injustice are nothing compared to the silhouette
by the bookshelf : "She walked to a bookshelf, raised the index finger of her right hand as high as her chest, and gently She crossed the spine of the book, then walked to the second bookshelf, still using her index finger to cross the spine of the book, and just like this, the spine turned over the spine of the book, she scratched across the entire study. She walked to the window and stood still Now, look through the glass to see the dark scenery outside, the reflections of the bookshelves on the window glass, and her own reflection in the glass."
I regret that such a beautiful scene was not captured in the movie. It was a dreary and beautiful scene. For Hannah, who is illiterate but thirsty for knowledge, books are undoubtedly the only light in her world, but she can only watch these dazzling lights shining in front of her eyes, but she can only be bound in the shadows. Just like the cold shadow in the glass, the light of knowledge shone in his eyes. It's a pity that another silhouette movie in the book didn't show enough beauty - the scene where the teenager Misha peeked at Hannah wearing stockings from the crack of the door, and the teenager's lust was aroused for the first time. This was supposed to be a scene full of temptation, but unfortunately it was wiped out by the elephant legs of Kate's children's shoes (of course, I am looking at it from the perspective of a girl, maybe it is indeed tempting from the eyes of my fellow men...)
This is also A strange novel. Most of the pure love stories end with sex (the prince and princess lived happily ever after), some love stories use sex as an adjustment, and of course there are very few love stories that fry rice before falling in love (arranged marriage in ancient times? ). The first chapter of the reader describes in detail the sex story of 15-year-old Misha and Hannah, who is 20 years older than him. Is there love between them? I can't read it. Maybe Misha did have an infatuation with this beautiful and arrogant woman, but Hannah did not show any enthusiasm, and even quietly left her teenage life at the end. Even with the elegance of Odyssey and Schiller added to this kind of sex, we can only define it as poetic sex, not romantic love.
Until Misha started reading again for Hannah in prison. Day and night, he frantically read all the books he could find, and bundles of tapes were constantly being mailed to Hannah. I actually wanted to compare the passion of Misha's tapes to another kind of sex, but I thought it was blasphemous. For him who can't open his heart to anyone (even his family), and only at this time, he opens up all to Hannah, who can't meet and dare not meet. "Perhaps, when he was a child, he was innocent or in his prime, he once ignited a fire of passion, but he couldn't find the crater for a long time. Over time, the flame was extinguished." Misha's reading and Hannah's listening, this is the real soul mingling that provides him with a belated crater. Maybe, there are a thousand kinds of romance in this world, but I think only reading aloud is the eternal romance. In this world, is there a lover who is willing to read a brick and a brick for you, and a lover who you are willing to read aloud for?
Hannah's lust changed the teenager Misha, and Misha's tape also changed Hannah. She started teaching herself to write. Her learning method is clumsy, but also very effective. "Schiller needs a woman." "Goethe's poem is like a small painting inlaid in a beautiful frame." Seeing this, I couldn't help laughing. Hannah is still so innocent and lovely, she is like a child, immersed in her own exuberant curiosity and continuous joy of progress. If the story ends here, or if Hannah is still in prison for life, it's a Happy Ending. It is a pity that God has never had his wish.
Maybe it’s because of fear of the changes in the world after being released from prison, maybe because of the thought that I will never receive Misha’s recordings from now on, maybe, as the book says: “It’s too long to keep things out of the way, and it’s too long. Being shut out of a thousand miles...a certain distance is only true...that small, slight, safe world. Once you leave, the world will reveal its true colors, too pretentious, too stabbed More than she could endure at hand." Hannah finally chose to die in prison where she lived for 20 years. Looking at Hannah's corpse, Misha finally understood her feelings:
"Her facial expression was neither particularly serene nor particularly distressed. It looked like a stiff dead person. When I looked at her for a long time, the dead face came alive and became what it was when it was young. I'm thinking that it's between old couples and old couples. To her, the old man remains the same as when he was young, while to him, the beautiful and charming young wife has grown old. Why was it a week ago I don't see that?"
Until death separates us. Until death shows us our true heart. "I used to reduce her whole person to a place. I'll pick you up quietly, no music, no champagne. We say goodbye like this, before we say goodbye deep down in our hearts." To be so miserable?
In the movie, Hannah's bedside in the prison is covered with things, but unfortunately there is no close-up for us to see clearly. Aside from the cabinet full of books and tapes, these clippings are the epitome of Hannah's 20 years in prison:
"There are many small pictures and notes hanging by the bed. A poem, or a text message, or a recipe Hannah transcribed, or a small picture cut from a newspaper or magazine. 'Spring makes its blue streamers fly again in the air', 'Cloud shadows in the fields All the poems are full of love and yearning for nature. The small pictures show the forest in spring, the colorful lawn, the autumn leaves, a tree. The grass beside the stream, a falling tree A red cherry tree full of ripe fruit, an autumn buff and orange sparkling chestnut tree. There is a photo clipped from a newspaper of an old gentleman and a young man in a dark suit Shaking hands. I recognized the young man who bowed to the old gentleman as me, I had just graduated from high school, and that was a prize I received from the principal at the graduation ceremony, long after Hannah had left the city Did she, an illiterate person, subscribe to the local newspaper that had the picture on it? In any case, she must have taken a lot of trouble to learn more and get the picture. During the court hearing, Does she have that picture? Did she take it with her? My throat is choked again."
Perhaps, this is the dead Hannah's love confession to Misha. Mysterious Hannah, proud Hannah, Hannah full of passion and the flame of love. Her flame finally died down, leaving only Misha's newly lit fire of love, burning alone.
There are so many reviews of this book by the Reader that I feel that any vocabulary is superfluous. No matter how many times I've seen it, I'm still deeply moved when I pick it up again. Kafka said: "The book must be an axe to cut through the frozen ocean in our hearts." Readers are like that. "Our lives are layered on top of each other, and the next layer is next to the previous one, so that when we come we encounter the old traces of the past in fresh encounters, and the past is neither perfect nor successful, but It exists alive in the present reality."
We often say "Life lies in movement." The reader tells us: "Life lies in reading." Perhaps, it starts with reading this reader.
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