And call upon my soul within the house.
I will write loyal cantons of condemned love
And sing them loud even in the dead of night.
------"lost and delirious" by shakespeare
I will, make me a willow coffin at your door, call my soul in your room. I will, write faithful love, and sing on the night of death.
I wasn't going to stay up late at night to watch this movie, but when Wogua recommended it, he said in an understatement [I cried after watching this movie. ] surprises me and wonders.
So after a hard search I immediately started watching. (Because of the large scale of some plots, it is really difficult to find.)
This is a youth love film. From the perspective of the third person, Mary, a love that belongs only to youth in the past, from germination, to deep depression, to one side but the other side is unable to withdraw. Self-extrication, and at the end, the growth story of a soul who does not know whether to run towards light or darkness.
Vitoria showed up as Mary's new roommate, and Vitoria had a relaxed tone. Trying to chat more with Mary, Mary seems to be difficult to get close to, so Vitoria gave up and went downstairs.
When Paulie appeared on stage, he was laughing wildly with a cigarette in his hand and a bottle of wine in his hand. He didn't add any swear words. In fact, he greeted the new classmates without any malice, invited her to a crazy party, added wine to the drinks, and put on a dynamic dance song. .
That's the difference, one sensible and one unruly.
Maybe from the beginning this relationship will guess the ending because of this character.
On the two ends of the seesaw, one hurriedly wanted to move further forward, while the other was too calm and hurriedly retreated without chasing.
What was the result, the seesaw flipped and everyone got hurt.
But who can be blamed, the extreme one? Or is it too calm? Or a seesaw?
But the seesaw is love. There is a kind that you can resist temptation and love from the beginning.
In the film of nearly an hour and a half:
the first part introduces how Mary transferred to this girls’ school, how she met the two new roommates, what kind of letter the three girls wrote to her mother, how to witness their little bit of love, see Their clasped hands as they sing hymns. Until they were awakened by their madness in their sleep, they continued to pretend to be asleep, until they had become accustomed to and accepted their whispers, until Mary even helped them to explain and clarify when Vitoria and Paulie were caught naked by Vitoria's sister on the bed.
And the second part only tells about one thing, paulie's hysteria - when vitoria explained at the moment she was smashed that "she climbed on my bed", when she gradually distanced herself from paulie, when vitoria and her After her boyfriend was caught and fled by paulie when she was crazy in the woods, when vitoria said [we are forever, just friends], when all the cruelty began to tear apart——paulie's madness.
The more I look back, the more depressed I feel. But I know, I don't have the courage of paulie.
She was in the woods--the morning run, when they were fine then--and found a wounded young eagle.
She decided to keep it. Maybe she was just curious when she saw it, but after looking up books to learn about it, she may understand that she is of the same kind as it is in terms of soul.
She made a nest for the young eagle, and carefully put a curtain on the wooden box, because, [its habit, it will panic when you see too much. ]
She stole the lab mouse to feed the eagle without fear.
Writing this, I suddenly thought, she has its bravery and sensitivity, and she is so similar to its soul, so is she also like the eagle in her heart? . Just because of love, all buried.
Paulie used to love so tenderly, when they were good, although Vitoria wanted to accompany her mother to miss their tree-planting tour, she didn't go into it, because Vitoria said - in Paulie's eyes, it must be a promise - Vitoria said, "We Going to college soon, and by then, we'll have more time together. ], so paulie just smiled and said, [I plant 3,000 trees a day, and I win a golden shovel for you. 】
The day after they first slept naked together, when they were seen by Mary, Paulie clumsily made up a lie, 【Um...uh...she...she had nightmares...]
But when it all happened, it was like a wooden box was thrown away The curtain of light, when the door was knocked open unexpectedly, Vitoria's sister caught them naked behind the bed.
Everything changed.
Eagle panicked, just like Vitoria's panic, she was afraid of her sister's exposure to her parents, she was afraid of gossip, she was afraid of this [wrong relationship], Vitoria retreated, was afraid, and escaped.
Fear is the habit of eagles, but avoidance is not.
And when paulie asked the eagle [if the female eagle is separated from you, you will not lie there crying and howling, you will fly to the top of the tree, take your love back, and fly together. ], I said yes, Paulie is right, this is the soul of the eagle and her own.
She shouted hysterically in class, [This is love, and love is love! ] When they had not developed to the worst stage, in fact, from then on, she had realized something from Vitoria's words and deeds, so she frantically refuted everyone's arguments about money and sex, she only believed Love is love without him.
When they weren't at their worst, she wasn't that crazy.
She bumped into Vitoria and her boyfriend going crazy in the woods, she still didn't give up, until Vitoria said that sentence,
[There is a sentence I only said once, and I won't say it again. The feeling you gave me, I will never have again, I love you, you know it, and I know it. But we won't be together anymore. will never. 】
Vitoria escaped from her arms, pulling away from her clenched hand.
She started getting more and more crazy, probably because she found her lover farther and farther away.
Maybe calm people can't understand, but I feel the same. Although I don't act as crazy as Paulie, I understand her heart.
The lover has already left, and you have caught up, and the consequences are nothing more than three: one, you stop her, but she still wants to go; two, you stop her, she understands you, come back with you, and fly together; three, you don't stop her She, watch her go away.
Maybe the current me, or to be safe, the mature me, will choose three, because the heart is not there, and people do not force it.
But love in adolescence, desperate love, has no option to give up.
Paulie shouted in the cafeteria, she overturned the cupboard in response to those who mocked her; she broke the mirror in the dormitory, because in the mirror, she was a girl, she couldn't change, she cut the wound on Mary's hand with a mirror fragment , and then cut her own to swear an alliance; she hysterically asked Mary to cut her hair, and after Mary said [Vitoria loves boys, not girls with short hair], she frantically pushed Mary to the ground, As if trying desperately to overturn this fact; she bursts into the library in a fencing suit, gets down on one knee and reads Shakespeare to Vitoria, she jumps on the table; then leaves; she wears men's clothes for graduation, inserts Vitoria and her father dance, forcing Vitoria to say she loves her, threatening Vitoria to stop the prom if she doesn't say so.
There is another sentence in option 1 that I forgot to add, [You stop her, she still has to go, and walk faster. 】
Vitoria looked at her father in the distance, and finally said a word, "No, it's up to you." 】
Vitoria didn't know that Paulie had replied to the affectionate letter she wrote to her biological mother, but the reply was that her biological mother refused to have any contact with her.
Vitoria did not know that Paulie was burdened with the hatred of her stepmother and her father, her longing for her biological mother, her deep love for Vitoria, and her contempt for the public opinion around her. The mockery drove her here.
Paulie cried in despair, like a little girl, weakly, as she despised and hated, and this should be the last time.
When night came, no tears could be seen on her face.
The darkness is gradually approaching, she seems to be the brave people in Shakespeare who fight for love. She has written a battle book for Vitoria's boyfriend. She stole the sword from the fencing hall and asked him to duel. She wrote in the battle book, [For my goddess, vitoria]
She also seems to be transformed into an eagle. As early as in the library, the moment the teacher came to pull her, she had a frightened and hostile expression on the eagle's face, and said with sharp eyes, "Don't touch the raptor! 】
She duel with her rival in love, she won, she knocked him to the ground, pointed the sword over his neck until his thigh and said, "Give up vitoria! ]
But this is not a medieval arena or a game or a ring.
Nor is love a wager and trophy that can be won.
The boy's determination to say no took her to the brink of madness, and she stabbed it hard, then yelled until Mary stopped her and she ran away.
Mary went back to school to ask for help, and then heard the roar of the eagle.
They, everyone, vitoria, classmates, teachers.
Seeing the eagle on paulie's arm, and paulie standing on the high eaves, she read aloud with a choked sob.
【I will make me a willow cabin at your gate.
And call upon my soul within the house..】
I will, make a willow coffin for me at your door, call my soul in your room...
and she will open her arms, like the wings of an eagle, and leap.
The eagle flew away, far away.
Fortunately, the last shot is to follow the eagle, the brave, paranoid, desperate soul that regards love as life and death.
Then I realized that I was in tears too.
What are you crying for, I have long despised these emotional dramas, and I have no hatred for the role of Vitoria.
I thought about it, it should be crying my youth.
I clearly remember that when I saw the person I once loved and still loved kissing someone else, I didn't go up to ask questions. I wanted to run wild, but I was afraid of disturbing them.
I just slowly put my hands into my pockets, squeeze them into fists, and sneak into the shade, to corners they can't see.
I used to cover up my heartache with the pain brought by a sharp tool like paulie cut her palm with that piece of shard, I also used to take a deep breath of the smoke and then slowly exhaled the smoke with the tears flowing down, and I used to drink Very spicy, very spicy wine, just because it would make me dizzy thinking all this, including heartache, was just a dream.
Should I be glad that I walked out of that darkness forever, or am I actually envious? The kind that roared like an eagle all the way, even in the dark.
Maybe at that time there will be indignation, extremes, and madness.
Like another person, like vitoria, she will be timid, she will flee, and she will give up.
Because this is youth.
The youth that regards love as life and death, like the reading aloud by paulie in that reading class, like the unrequited love danced out by the letters written by Shakespeare.
When I was young, I often aspired to be more mature, but after seeing the wind and moon, I miss the lost youth that has no place to rest.
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