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A heavy and sad song from the film "My Cousin Rachel" based on the work "Dream of Life" by the British writer Daphne Du Maurier.
I was fortunate enough to watch this movie before it was released in China. It tells a love story, but I was terrified after watching it.
The male protagonist seems to have fallen in love with the female protagonist Rachel. Love, hate and suspense are intertwined. In the mysterious and heavy medieval scene, the contrast is particularly magical.
How much can you love someone after all?
I am amazed that the male protagonist can love a person so unselfishly, and transfer all the huge property his uncle left him to his uncle's widow Rachel before he is confirmed.
As a bystander, I really wanted to slap him to wake him up, and agreed to find out the truth for the uncle who died of illness, so that this woman can get retribution? How could he start to speak kindly to her as soon as they met, and then fall in love with her in a few days?
Across the screen, there was nothing I could do, I could only watch him sink step by step.
And I'm in indescribable confusion,
Why was she so fascinated by him, why was she so easily able to make him willing to give everything, and what psychological tricks did she use to make him willing to be his subordinate and play chess?
How much does it take to make this young man think that he can move this woman by giving away all his property, but she keeps claiming that she doesn't want his property, she just wants to live her own life through her own efforts?
No matter how the people around him tried to persuade him, he couldn't get him back to his determination. The world is as stupid as I think.
Not to mention that she never said she loves you, even if she loves you and loses the huge wealth she relies on, how can you say that I can take care of you in the future?
The heroine Rachel understood the rules for the first time: After getting the property, you must never get married, otherwise all the property will be returned to the male lead.
He naively thought that she would agree to his proposal and that the property would become their joint property.
But Rachel wisely chose to continue to be a widow.
In such a weird and out of control process, the female protagonist's step-by-step control over the male protagonist's psychology shocked me even more.
From the first time she looked back, she was different from the roughness of a country girl. Her exquisite clothes and elegant gestures made these men who were used to seeing straight girls around her fascinated.
She wears a noble black veil skirt during the day, revealing abstinence-like beauty, especially the black veil she wears when she goes out, which adds a mysterious flavor. The poster of the movie is presented in this shape, which attracts me. to watch.
At night, she wears a high-waisted floor-length nightgown with delicate embroidery and a wide cotton texture covering her body. A touch of pure milky white in the dim light at night sets off her dignified profile, which tempts me to take off. The next layer of cumbersome, see her true.
But so what? He got her body, but not her heart.
She always has a deep meaning in her words, as if waiting for the other party to ponder. She never goes against the wishes of men, but has her own thoughts. She has her own unique joie de vivre, and she says she hopes to make money by teaching.
She can't belong to anyone, so men want to show her everything, just for Bo Hongyan's smile.
The male protagonist's uncle used to be so fascinated. He repeatedly mentioned how she was a woman who brought surprises and romance in the letters he exchanged during his life. He was so madly in love with her, and those letters, from those who were addicted to love, never stopped. The excited language turned into mentioning that he was dying and that she was murdering him, all of which seemed to have long predicted the fate of the male protagonist.
However, the male protagonist also fell into the same fog step by step. After being blindfolded by love, he gradually burned these letters.
Where can there be any flaws in the love of young people? What's more, I need to try my best to prove that I am right and that the person I love is perfect. Can just a burnt letter make a blemish go away?
Later, I saw a film reviewer. He said that when we were young, our pursuit of love came from a perfect and delicate imagination.
I suddenly seemed to have an answer, as I once told others, why I like someone so much is because I think he is so delicate.
If we can get such a beautiful person, we will have a perfect life, his frown and smile, his eyebrows, eyes, nose, the clothes he wears, the trousers he wears, the wisps of his hair are all carefully crafted in this way. Well arranged, it is so delicate that I have never had it before.
So I was reluctant to take my eyes away from his cheeks, I wanted to remember this delicate person like an angel forever, I wanted to stop the time at this moment, I can have it forever.
It's just that most of it comes from our fantasy, no one is perfect, we always have to sacrifice one thing for another.
After all, we have to break the illusion of exquisite love. Just like when I was younger, breaking the illusion that the world is me-centered.
And later, we will accept imperfection little by little and become the person we once aspired to be. But how lucky are you to grow up with the people who sparkled in the first place. Most of the time, we can't stand that kind of deception -- only to realize after many years that we've deceived ourselves.
The male protagonist is like this, step by step into the exquisite fantasy of Rachel, a perfect woman, beautiful, dignified, mysterious, intelligent, interesting, far better than all the women he has ever seen, in his narrow world view, he thinks As long as he is willing to give a woman what he has, he can also get her.
But her answer to him was: What do you mean by this? Do you think you can buy me with all this?
One sentence made him choke, and one sentence made me stunned.
It turned out that after harvesting all his property, the only way to reject him is this sentence, and there is no flaw that cannot be refuted.
I just want to applaud Rachel's wit, just taking the huge fortune he donated in one stroke, accepting all of it subtly, and making the other party think that he is actually not doing well enough.
This is the real language art.
Just after the male protagonist gradually weakened and his health turned red, I couldn't help but be so categorical that Rachel must have poisoned her tea, just like her uncle in the past, which is her insatiable routine.
However, after the male protagonist rummaged through all her objects and letters, there was no information that could be confirmed-whether she really poisoned him. Throughout the film, we have no way of knowing the truth.
And the truth cannot be obtained, just as Rachel gives the impression from beginning to end - she is so mysterious.
From desperate love to suspicion that she was trying to murder him, countless love processes have been exaggerated and magnified, and perhaps most of us can see our own shadow in it - overestimating our own value, loving too much, fearing to lose everything Love, doubt about the lover, from love to hate.
The male protagonist stopped drinking the tea she made, followed her secretly after she went out, and was furious when he found out that she was dating someone else.
He plots with the woman who would later become his wife to find evidence of her poisoning.
On that day, the male protagonist told Rachel that there was a beautiful scenery on the edge of the cliff, but did not remind her to be careful about falling off the cliff.
To my surprise, she actually went there and really died under the cliff.
As smart as Rachel, she died so easily.
What was the man thinking when he sat next to the dead Rachel?
Will he regret it?
Or is he finally awake from his fantasy - he can't get such a perfect woman after all, her delicacy only exists before she gets bored with his control, and her boredom makes her no longer beautiful and makes him Finally woke up - what kind of person he was.
After all, he married the ordinary woman who was always by his side and became an ordinary rich man.
Maybe it's the same with each of us, after stumbling out of a shattered dream, we choose a life we've dismissed in the past.
But never forget that the premise of being able to go on is to strangle the person who loves to hate in the memory to ensure that she will never appear again.
You can smoke a cigarette calmly beside her corpse, but you can't say a good word in front of her alive.
You can no longer bear yourself as desperate as you used to be, let alone wagging your tail pitifully at her.
But she has never changed.
She is still the same as before, beautiful, dignified, funny, mysterious.
She lives the life she wants and never refuses an invitation from a man.
Still in her noble dress, she lay there quietly.
It's just that his love has changed.
Guess whether Rachel was poisoned.
But we won't know anymore,
Her poison was in the tea,
Still in the heart.
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