Dangerous Beauty?

Jasen 2022-03-21 09:03:01

Comparatively speaking, I still like the name Dangerous Beauty. The movie name in English translation is always weird. Peerless Prostitute - very sweet name, but a bit vulgar. Beauty and disaster - completely irrelevant to the movie.
Dangerous Beauty, I really liked the scene at the beginning of the movie. It allowed me to fully appreciate the charming scenery of Venice on the water. It has a taste of oil painting. Then the heroine appeared. Ordinary, after all, there are too many actresses with individuality in the United States, her face is relatively line, and she will find her uniqueness only by looking at it a lot. I prefer that when she flirts with the male protagonist, she is very charming. As for the male protagonist, I can't say that it is very distinctive, but I can't pick out any faults. As for the plot, it developed very quickly at the beginning, and later there was a routine of traditional American movies.
If she is a witch, and so is every woman in Venis. This defense may apply to women all over the world.

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Dangerous Beauty quotes

  • Veronica Franco: There's not a man in Venice I can't have.

    Marco Venier: And there's not a woman in Venice I can't have.

    Veronica Franco: You cannot have me.

  • Veronica Franco: I confess that as a young girl I loved a man who would not marry me for want of a dowry. I confess I had a mother who taught me a different way of life, one I resisted at first but learned to embrace. I confess I became a courtesan, traded yearning for power, welcomed many rather than be owned by one. I confess I embraced a whore's freedom over a wife's obedience. I confess I find more ecstacy in passion than in prayer. Such passion is prayer. I confess I pray still to feel the touch of my lover's lips. His hands upon me, his arms enfolding me... Such surrender has been mine. I confess I pray still to be filled and enflamed. To melt into the dream of us, beyond this troubled place, to where we are not even ourselves. To know that always, this is mine. If this had not been mine-if I had lived any other way-a child to her husband's will, my soul hardened from lack of touch and lack of love... I confess such endless days and nights would be a punishment far greater than you could ever mete out. You, all of you, you who hunger so for what I give yet cannot bear to see that kind of power in a woman. You call God's greatest gift-ourselves, our yearning, our need to love-you call it filth and sin and heresy... I repent there was no other way open to me. I do not repent my life.