please row away

Shyanne 2022-10-20 15:55:42

The shades are so beautiful, once again in love with French summers. Originally, it was only regarded as an ordinary story. As a result, it became more and more confusing to read the film review analysis, and found that I really didn't understand it. In the film, the pictures in the mirror appear repeatedly, and there are many pictures of moving the camera from the character to the person in the mirror. There is even a scene in the mirror that loops three times, and there are many symmetrical pictures presented by reflections in the water by the pool (are these possible Understand the concept of "virtual", that everything is fake? Or "mapping", meaning that the author projects his own experience into a certain character? And when the author mentions Julie's mother to Matthew's daughter, his daughter Panic and panic-stricken reaction (if the result of death in a car accident is followed later, there is no need to react so violently?) There are also writers who greeted Matthew on the balcony to go upstairs, only to see Matthew go up the stairs, and then an action to open the door , when we thought that Matthew would appear, but the time had already changed, and Julie was leaving, the change was very sudden, (or did I see it as a cut?) But when Julie closed the door and left the corridor The picture is exactly the same as when Matthew went upstairs; are all these shots meaningless? I don’t understand. I thought it was just a shooting technique, but after seeing everyone’s analysis, I felt that I couldn’t let it go so easily. Then the director I don't know much about her experience, and I don't understand the professional ideas she wants to express. Personally, I think her last gesture was to say goodbye to the self who was overly attached to that man? The publisher didn't know what she really wanted, and she also showed exhaustion from the relationship. (I watched it for myself, not a professional movie watcher, just to record my feelings after watching it, unfortunately there are too many words in the short comment Can't beat it, if someone accidentally brushes it and doesn't agree, don't spray me, crab?)

I'm furious! ! Write a review to record your own understanding, the result is a short comment saying that I have too many words and let me come to the film review, and when I come to the film review, they say that I have too few words to post?????? I have to comment on something, I can't Show it for yourself! ! !

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Swimming Pool quotes

  • Julie: [sauntering over to Sarah's lounge chair, bikini bottom without the top, long legs, bare breasts, charming raw European accent] You not too hot?

    [the older woman wakes up, startled]

    Julie: Sorry I woke you up.

    Sarah Morton: [composing herself] No.

    [sitting up]

    Sarah Morton: I was just dozing.

    Julie: [soft laugh, casually sitting down flat next to Sarah's deck chair, not at all mindful of her lack of dress] You must be working too hard. You should take a swim in the pool. The water is cold. It will wake you up.

    Sarah Morton: Ah, well, thank you for your advice, but I absolutely loathe swimming pools.

    Julie: Yeah, I know what you mean. I prefer the sea too. The ocean,

    [smiling fondly]

    Julie: the crashing waves, that feeling of danger that you could loose footing and be swept away... Pools are boring, there's no excitement, its just a big bathtub.

    Sarah Morton: [coldly summing up] It's more like a cesspool of living bacteria.

    Julie: [looking back, clearly more optimistic about life] Oh that? No, it's just a bit of dirt and leaves.

    [Sarah nods, unconvinced, set in her ways]

    Julie: So, what are you writing? A romance novel?

    Sarah Morton: [smirks at the very thought] God, no, I write crime fiction.

    Julie: Oh, yeah.

    [disapprovingly:]

    Julie: That's how he makes his money.

    Sarah Morton: [haughtily] And that's how he can afford to buy a beautiful house in France for his daughter to enjoy.

    Julie: [slight frown, reminded of her status as Daddy's girl] What about you? Are your books selling well?

    Sarah Morton: [grimly] I can't complain.

    Julie: [chummily] What is this one about?

    Sarah Morton: [as if to quell her enthusiasm by pouring cold water over her] Murders. And the police investigation.

    Julie: [giggling] In the Luberon? With rich English stories?

    Sarah Morton: [her impatience now all-out] Listen, if you don't mind, I do have work to do.

    Julie: Okay! I leave you alone, Miss Marple. I need to make some phone calls anyway.

    [walks off, her wedge heels clattering, leaving Sarah to the emptiness of her departure]

  • Julie: [in French; subtitled] AHH! You scared me!

    Sarah Morton: [in French] Who are you? What are you doing in my house?

    Julie: [in French] Your house? This is my house! I should be asking you.

    [short pause; now speaking English]

    Julie: Are you English?

    Sarah Morton: [in English] That's correct. I'm Sarah Morton, I'm a writer and my publisher, John Bosload, is letting me have this house.

    Julie: Ah, so you're Daddy's latest conquest.

    Sarah Morton: You're his daughter?

    Julie: So what? He didn't say I was coming?

    Sarah Morton: No, he didn't tell me you were coming.

    Julie: I'm not surprised. Is he here?

    Sarah Morton: No, I'm here on my own and I'm here to work, and not expecting visitors.

    Julie: [lights a cigarette] So he's not here.

    Sarah Morton: Are you going to be staying long?

    Julie: I don't know. I don't have much work these days. So, which bedroom did you take?

    Sarah Morton: The one upstairs overlooking the pool.

    Julie: Of course. That's the best one. Well, I better unpack.