Conspiracy and love, fate and necessity, are extremely superficial but blamed on inevitable things. A relationship outside of a normal marriage has pushed the secular men and women to the brink of sin step by step, and even a murder has shocked the ordinary couple. If you believe in the power of love, it is more or less the product of power, with a little evil, a little sin. Poor Nick, who had finally vanished after the second murder plan, probably never thought it would come so suddenly.
From start to finish, when Nick was no longer an obstacle, suspicion became a new obstacle. Even without that swim by the sea, I'd suspect they'd kill each other wrongly out of exhausted jealousy and anxiety. Without Nick, as usual, a pair of people who shouldn't be together still won't be together, fate? Apparently, from the very first murder plan, everything seemed predestined. A life that has already been sentenced, even if you get away with it, you will still not be able to get out of the iron cage. Just like Jane Eyre trying to tell us equal love, the feelings in this film have stood on the opposite side of beauty from the beginning, and are always entangled with worldly conspiracies and sins. They are like dust in reality, flying and traveling everywhere.
Or maybe Frank's unexpected confession in the ending made me feel good about this worldly relationship. But everything seems to be a foregone conclusion. To use Fran's final analogy: God is like the postman who always rings the bell twice. You're usually in the backyard and don't hear the bell until the second ring.
I'm not you, you're not me, we are just as paranoid and stubborn, we believe too much in our own good luck. Maybe in an accidental moment, we all forget to listen to the first ringtone. Even if we're not in the backyard, even if we're just as alert, we still can't tell if the voice is from God or from within.
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