At the beginning of the film, the identity of David is explained first: the scholar who talks eloquently in the TV talk show, and the topics discussed are also very suggestive, the oppression of the Puritan tradition and the rebellion of the 1960s. Then, the camera pans across Manhattan at twilight and into David's room, which is spacious and tastefully furnished, with dining table, piano, sofa, and a big, middle-class house. It was raining outside the window, and I could see David's back, a little lonely. The narrator talks about old age, and about the heart that is not old - David, it's sixty years old. The next shot is Columbia University, where he writes Roland Barthes in big letters on the blackboard, and the beautiful Conswella, 24, in a white shirt, comes in and sits in the first row... Look at the time on the DVD machine, 3 points 58 seconds, everyone knows that this movie is about "love between teachers and students".
When it comes to teacher-student love, they are all familiar. Kindergarten children like beautiful aunties, and female middle school students have a crush on male physical education teachers. For example, Abelard and Heloise, Heidegger and Arendt, Rodin and Claudel, Lu Xun and Xu Guangping, Shen Congwen and Zhang Zhaohe, Mao Zedong waved his hand on the podium in Yan'an, and there was a conspicuous seated eye-catching figure below. Jiang Qing... In fact, I don't need to go so far. There are many cases around me. When Dudu's father Yushu was in the wind, if it wasn't for Dudu's mother who was like a flower like jade, he might have received many love letters. How many moths have been made? It's so hanging. There is also a classmate whose husband is a doctoral supervisor in a famous school and a young talent. Even if he wears chalk ashes on the cheeks of slippers and shorts, he is "seduced" by half a dozen female graduate students. Speaking of which, he has an innocent face. The most surprising thing is that an old teacher I know, one, two, three, married three female students in a row. His age is getting older, and the age of his wife is getting younger, and the disciples are envious—although They also have to bite the bullet and call them "Mother". Yes, I still have sympathy for the celebrity teacher-student relationship, but I still have some prejudices about the people around me.
I kept watching the movie while I kept my little movie in my mind. To be honest, David's "love capital" is strong. He is in good shape and can play tough squash. There is a lover who comes once a month, this is a female student 20 years ago, milfs, and her charm is still there, which can also give David extra points from the side. David's way of seducing people looks too familiar. He is a liberal arts professor. He exports chapters of literary classics, and occasionally plays the piano. Foucault's analysis of "Gong'e" might as well show it again, and he might as well do a talk show. Conspicuous. I laughed. In a savage way, he and Conswella quickly got into bed. Well, I'm not very cold in bed scenes, although Penelope Cruz's body is very hot. My concern is: what is obvious to him about her, and what about her?
I have seen too much, the male teacher is erudite and wise, and his profession beautifies them. A gentleman is attractive, and unruly is also a style. It is said that powerful men are attractive, and that the power of a male teacher is the power derived from knowledge. Like Lan Yingying's mosquito-killing lamp, it is designed to kill those girls who don't like A-block and throw themselves into the net and flaunt their reputation. When you really get married, you will find that his light is still on, and there will be a large number of girls rushing towards Bartfolk Velazquezko. Well, I've seen too many.
It seems that David also has an idea. From a rational point of view, he wanted to break off this relationship, but how could it be so easy, since the old house was on fire. Thinking about it in the long run, there will be a day when a younger and better man will take her away, so you need to seize the moment. He wanted to steal a lonely evening scene from her youth to adorn her, her smile solidified in the fixer, and what solidified was the full time illuminated by this private red light.
Because the narrative perspective is with David, and limited by the perspective, we don't know what Conswella thinks. She seems to be very simple, but is it really that simple? If she only stayed here for a short time with the professor, being a butterfly would be in line with worldly expectations. However, she didn't seem to be acting on the scene, Conswella was serious, she invited her to attend various important parties, her birthday, and Christmas. Everyone knows what it means to attend this PARTY. No, she doesn't want his property or anything. Speaking of which, her family also has status, a rich man exiled from Cuba, and New York has a big mansion. She willfully and fieryly wanted to invite him into her life. This time, she solemnly invited him to attend her family's graduation party.
David, an old man who has gone through several marriages, was wild in the 1960s, and never took the responsibility of marriage to heart, how could he "fall into this"? He didn't want to trap himself, and he didn't want to delay Conswella. In his imagination, if he attended the PARTY, her relatives would cast that kind of weird look, as if saying "Old cow eats tender grass". He couldn't take it. So, after missing the appointment again, he received Conswella's "verdict": don't call her again. OVER.
He was seriously ill. For the remaining two years, my friend died, my old lover was sad, and the old-fashioned ink pen could still write with sound, but the squash could not move.
The real climax, the trap that designed me to wait, was when Conswella reappeared. She has short hair, simple and melancholy. She said that she hadn't found a boyfriend for two years, and now that she discovered breast cancer, she had to undergo deep surgery, so she came to him to take a set of photos. On the sofa, she slowly undressed, posing as the Maha of Goya. When David first met her, he pointed out that her eyes looked like Maha. Maha, means "pretty girl" in Spanish. Conswella is not only handsome, she is also affectionate. It's such a simple and pure love that doesn't plan anything and forgets age. Schoolgirls don't care about worldly concepts, from soul to body, they love wholeheartedly. On the contrary, this unruly professor fell into the trap of self-digging.
Finally, it was time to sing the elegy. David hugged Conswella on the sickbed. The camera turned back to the year, at the seaside, her hair was still long, he was not so old, did he regret it?
I regret it, since when did I stop believing in Conswella-like love, when did I regard the love between teachers and students as a comedy.
Love can be real.
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