Not the same as the original

Lura 2022-03-12 08:01:02

See it in black and white? No way, the actors are so comfortable that I can't resist. Even a soy sauce tenant and a doctor are good-looking, dignified and generous.

At the beginning, Heathcliff pushed open the broken window and called out to Catherine, tears bursting out.

Black and white is so dreamy. Beautiful childhood. The astonishing beauty of the heroine in her teenage years is as tossing as in the book, but it lacks the bravery in the book. The male protagonist is not cruel at all, he is melancholy and generous, and he has never been seen in rage from beginning to end. Well, think of the lovely statue prince in the fairy tale "The Happy Prince". Such a protagonist deviates far from the original work~~~

I was taken aback when I slapped me. How could the UK beat people at that time? Besides, the director arranged for him to give her two slaps in a gentle manner, and then he walked away sadly and silently. Might as well let Jing Tao roar.

Weak heart, let's watch a movie. The story is very thin, filtering out the complex plot of the original, lacking fierce contradictions, beautifying and simplifying the hero and heroine at the same time.

Especially when the most vicious villain was edited beyond recognition, he became a pure lover, deep and stoic. It turned out that I fell in love with the actor...and I forgave the director

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Extended Reading
  • Talia 2022-03-29 09:01:09

    Classical movies are as outdated as William Wheeler is. This pre-New Wave icon focuses on the achievements and limitations of classical movie scripts, performances, photography, soundtracks, and more. Human's "Ben-Hur", the rest are piss spots throughout

  • Kimberly 2022-04-23 07:05:18

    Lawrence Olivier is a great acting, charming and much more handsome than Heathcliff in the novel. The heroine is too vulgar, too much lower than the characters in the novel, and is resolutely ignored.

Wuthering Heights quotes

  • Cathy: Are you enjoying yourself, Heathcliff?

    Heathcliff: I've had the pleasure of watching you.

    Cathy: You're very grand, Heathcliff. So handsome. Looking at you tonight I could not help but remember how things used to be.

    Heathcliff: They used to be better.

    Cathy: Don't pretend life hasn't improved for you.

    Heathcliff: Life has ended for me.

    [they pause and look off the balcony in silence]

    Heathcliff: How can you stand here beside me and pretend not to remember? Not to know that my heart is breaking for you? That your face is the wonderful light burning in all this darkness?

    Cathy: Heathcliff, no. I forbid it.

    Heathcliff: Do you forbid what your heart is saying to you now?

    Cathy: It's saying nothing.

    Heathcliff: I can hear it louder than the music. Oh, Cathy. Cathy.

    Cathy: I'm not the Cathy that was. Can you understand that? I'm somebody else. I'm another man's wife, and he loves me. And I love him.

    Heathcliff: If he loved you with all the power of his soul for a whole lifetime he couldn't love you as much as I do in a single day. Not he. Not the world. Not even you, Cathy, can come between us.

    Cathy: Heathcliff, you must go away. You must leave this house and never come back to it. I never want to see your face again or listen to your voice again as long as I live.

    Heathcliff: You lie! Why do you think I'm here tonight? Because you willed it. You willed me here across the sea.

  • Cathy: Heathcliff, make the world stop right here. Make everything stop and stand still and never move again. Make the moors never change and you and I never change.

    Heathcliff: The moors and I will never change. Don't you, Cathy.

    Cathy: I can't. I can't. No matter what I ever do or say, Heathcliff, this is me now; standing on this hill with you. This is me forever.