That summer, it was raining heavily, and he dragged his seriously ill body in the rain and didn't know how to get back. That summer, she met him in a mess in the aisle, so she gave him a hug, told him that it was all right, and then sent him home. That summer was not a summer that could develop into a romantic love story. Although he firmly remembered the place where they met, it was still destined to become each other's memories. That summer, he was fifteen and she was thirty-five.
Year-long love is generally carried out according to the rules of the elderly, of course, the case of "Killer Leon" Leon and the little girl who are both teachers and friends are exceptions, and Mike and Hannah in the film are pure many. Maybe because I haven't liked girls older than me, I can't understand the depth of Mike's infatuation with Hannah. Hannah seemed to see through their ending from the start, and left without any hesitation. In her later years, Hannah relied on the continuation of this short-lived relationship to get the final rest of her life. Like Fairy Zixia, she didn't guess the ending. But no one knows the secrets of the drama set by fate, let alone in such a troubled world, and of course there is no room for negotiation. It's just that the teenager's feelings for Hannah, from the initial infatuation to a series of struggles and changes later, and the secret that Hannah has spent her entire life holding on to, are really embarrassing. I can't help thinking that if it wasn't for the troubled times, they might have their own happy endings.
Throughout the summer, Mike rushed to Hannah's place after school, and even the retention of the beautiful female classmate did not disturb his steps. He made love to her, bathed her, read book after book to her, took her to play where flowers bloomed, quarreled with her, and said to her, "I can't live without you, I can't". And then after she left, lying sadly on the bed they had made love to countless times, curled up, missing her scent.
Sometimes, do we fall in love with that period of life because we love a person, or do we never forget that person because we love that period of life?
That summer Mike was only fifteen years old. What kind of first love does a person have to go through to reject any woman who wants to know him from his heart because of her departure? Mike later had a new relationship, got married, had a daughter, then got a divorce, and then had a different woman. When he was fifty-two, he was speechless when his woman asked him, "Is there any woman with you until you figure out what's going on in your head?"
I think, his feelings for her, that summer was just a starting point. What had a major impact on his life was eight years later, when he saw her again, but she didn't know it. He had already made up his mind to face her and ask her why she made that decision, and then he ran away and gave up. That woman who was desperate for her dignity could never be erased from his life again. That year, he was twenty-three and she was forty-three.
In the auditorium of the trial of the Nazis, he saw that the pen of the girl next door could not write, so he handed over his pen. The girl refused, and Mike, who had a grey nose, smiled and bent down to put the pen back in his bag. A questioning voice came from his ear, "Your name is Hannah?" Then he replied, "Yes." He suddenly froze his bent body, slowly raised his head, and carefully determined the A voice that will never be heard again. He straightened up and looked across the heavy seat to the dock. The woman stood with her back to him, answering the judge's question simply and directly. He was calm, but couldn't hide his panic in his eyes. He turned to look at his teacher to make sure no one noticed his gaffe, and then he couldn't help but look at the woman he hadn't seen in eight years.
I can clearly hear his struggle, whether he still loves her or not, at least there is still her place in his heart. But in front of him is the fact that cannot be changed. She's a Nazi, a murderer, and she's on trial. The woman he once had a crush on was a murderer with blood on his hands. He tries to justify her, but the hard truth leaves him utterly weak. He went to the concentration camps to see the cells full of unease and resentment, and he felt guilty for his relationship with her. He might start to hate her, or he might hate himself. But her heart is still full of her voice and appearance. That summer eight years ago, after he had undressed expectantly, she said, "Read to me, little one, and then have sex."
What did the words mean to Hannah? Is it a kind of dignity that persists, or naked shame.
The other camp guards unanimously stated that Hannah was their leader, and that Hannah was responsible for the unconscionable things, and there was her signature power of attorney as proof. The judge then asked Hannah to write down the handwriting for comparison. Hannah was terrified at the neatly placed paper and pen on the table, but in the eyes of others, ordinary paper and pen were like ghosts to her. She swallowed and said to the judge, "No need, I wrote it." When
I heard her say, "No need," I assumed she would tell her secret. Because this is related to the final outcome of the trial, but she made a decision that affected her life in such a short period of time. She didn't tell the secret until she was sentenced to life imprisonment.
Mike began to read the contents of the non-stop tapes sent to Hannah in prison, but never saw her. Hannah just used the tape sent by Mike to find the same book and then started to teach herself to write. I watched her read and write with Mike's voice on the tape, and then circled the same words in the book to read and write. Her perseverance moved. It seems that in her life, everything, love, family, freedom, money and even life doesn't matter, only reading and writing are the most important things. Such paranoia is really understandable, but fortunately, Kate Winslet's performance is in good shape, so after watching the film, you will feel that Hannah's actions are so natural, not rigid and detached.
The death of the older brother in "Slumdog Rich" is very creative, he fills the bathtub with money and then dies in the money pile. And while Hannah ended up stepping on her beloved book and hanged herself, I still use what she sees as a metaphor for belonging. Fifty-two-year-old Mike told his daughter her story at Hannah's grave, a woman who had spent her life protecting her secrets and her happiest time was listening to him read, and now she has become He picked up the protagonist in his reading and told it to others.
Hannah's happiness lies in the fact that she thinks that no one has ever found out that she is illiterate, and that she also learns to read and write at the end. Hannah would be more relieved if she knew someone had told her story to a loved one, and Mike must have thought so too. This movie is full of too many thoughts and metaphors. How to read that love and dignity, in fact, has nothing to do with the movie.
2009-4-25-From the South-Thank you for reading my words
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