Maybe it's better this way!

Theron 2022-03-22 09:01:39

The story is about a female doctor and a male architect
who lived in the same glass house by the lake at different times. They fell in
love through letters
but found that they were two years apart. The

man said, why don't we set a date for two years? But the seats are still reserved for them. The man didn't show up on Valentine's Day two years ago. A woman saw a man in a car accident. She tried to save him. He was still dead. He was lying in her arms. She felt sorry for him . His lover and family will be sad for his loss and she doesn't know that she is his lover after two years. Americans always like happy endings and I like a touch of sadness. I like the sadness of fate. In life, there are always some Things can't be let go and can't be changed. Love always returns, so we appreciate such eternal regrets more than thinking of architects because they are busy with work and projects, neglecting the sensitive and delicate heart of female doctors. The pleasure of the female doctor was coldly treated by the female doctor. The female doctor felt that he was only obsessed with his own body and ignored the books she liked to read in the past. The female doctor said that because of loneliness or boredom, the female doctor would occasionally date the CEO's ex-boyfriend to meet an architect . Will only build houses, not homes. Insert a small plot: the father of the architect (Keanu Reeves) in the film is the architect who drank and smoked marijuana with Wright and Le Corbusier. The glass house by the lake is his masterpiece
































In the film, there is a comment on the architecture of the father before his death (the light must obey the natural environment), which is in place, I like it very much, and it also implies the father-son relationship between men!

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The Lake House quotes

  • Alex: [after he saw her at the subway station in 2004] I don't know if you remember but, we saw each other. That is, I saw you. You never told me... how beautiful you were.

    Kate: Well, maybe you saw someone else. That was a bad hair year for me.

    Alex: Long brown hair, gentle unguarded eyes...

    Kate: OK, OK. You saw me. But I still don't know what you look like.

  • Kate: It was you. Why didn't you tell me?

    Alex: You would've thought I was crazy or drunk. Or both.