This is undoubtedly another film that I will like, regardless of the plot, tone, narrative, there is no dispute. While many people are envious of the gorgeous appearance of American films, I slowly chew on the depth of British (perhaps European) and have a different taste. I like The English Patient, I like the British man, and I like these British stories.
Love ends, despite the title, love does not end, but continues to exist in another coat. Most of Ralph's films are always like this, the married woman falls in love with this man, loves irresistibly. Why does love always come so late and then so tragic. It is a pity that love comes so late, but God always seems to care for the women he loves more than this man, and calls them back to him early, adding infinite sorrow to this man.
His love could not last long, probably because even God was jealous of him. The film begins with a story about a man's jealousy, and slowly uncovers the story. The deepest part is the love that "died" many years ago. He found that the trumped-up third party he was jealous of was none other than himself. Sarah, who kept her promise, left the man she loved so much and endured years of lovesickness. She unwittingly believed in God, as if God really existed. Her prayers worked, so she had to leave him because she believed she was powerless to fight God.
When she was unable to hold on to this kind of life, God called her back in time, and it seemed that everything was fulfilled. That's why he and Maurice typed that line of text, leave me alone forever. He probably knows that he can't fight against God, and it seems that God really exists. The only thing he can pray is that God better forget his existence and let him exist alone, because he has tasted the pain of life being controlled by God. Pain forever.
After watching this film, I feel that the power of love is still huge. Although it cannot compete with God, it can still be the source of our strength to survive in this world. For the cruel reality, love continues to exist in its own way, it is always there, changing in different forms, just like coats, one of which is not seeing each other. Perhaps this is the simplest of many love coats, but it is the most impressive. Some people say that the love on the screen is not credible, because the real love happens after the movie, because after that they need to face this real world, which is as real as the chai, rice, oil and salt around us.
It's true that many love stories are long-winded narratives of how they went through all kinds of hardships, from strangers to acquaintances to falling in love, and when they come together, the story ends. Some people say that what is left is a good reverie for the future, and some people say that the author can't bear to write about the love that has deteriorated because of life later. It should not appear in the works describing beautiful love, so it is enough to write about them getting together. .
So, I prefer this kind of story, like "The English Patient", like "Love to the End". At the beginning of the story, they were already in love, and what we see later is the story after they fell in love. Maybe this is not in line with our previous habit, and I feel that this will destroy the beautiful image of love in our hearts. However, this kind of love is what we need to manage love, not an illusory assumption. Only when we dare to accept truer love can we hold on to the beauty in our hearts without being destroyed until the end of love.
Everyone is saying, don't believe in love, so can we really stop believing in the existence of love? Everyone says that friendship is more valuable than love. Are we going to devalue our love? Everyone says that family is more trustworthy than love. Can we use this as an excuse to doubt love?
Love occurs in the longing for another life, even if it is impossible to meet, it still exists. It's just that we no longer believe in love so much, just as we no longer believe in others and in ourselves. The truth of love comes from the true belief in the heart!
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