Yesterday, I read Wang Xiaobo's book and saw the movie he talked about the last dream of covered bridges, which instantly brought back my slightly tangled memories. I have seen this movie before and after marriage. After all, as an Oscar-winning film with the labels of "derailment" and "encounter", anyone who likes movies should be curious. Of course, whether it is crying or anger is different from person to person. Coincidentally, I have both.
The first time I saw it was in college. At that time, I thought Robert was awesome, the goddess who could fall asleep so easily. Just like reading some action-emotional literature, the burst of hormones made me imagine that I can also have this kind of charm, and I can meet a girl when I go to a place, and gain a short and warm fresh feeling in the name of love. This kind of stimulation from primitive desire is still dark when I think about it now. As for what other people think about it, ah, true love comes first, it's none of his business, the only concern is to act carefully and not be beaten. Of course, this is all the self yy of a straight male cancer patient, and a cowardly and naive person can't get a girl.
Then I was lucky enough to get married. I found this movie by chance and watched it again, oh my go, thinking about Robert's disgusting seduction tricks and the cuckold husband who has been cheated all his life, his lungs exploded with anger. But I can't show it. If you feel that you are not generous enough, you are not confident enough, and you will even be charged with blasphemy and perverted possession. What should I do? After forcibly brought in, I can only comfort myself: If you want to live a good life, you must have a little green on your head, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, this word was my only reaction at that time. Of course, this is the self of a delusional patient, and a cowardly and naive person can't make up a story.
It wasn't until later that I cleaned up my computer and found this film again. As a man who had lived a dull married life for a few years, he suddenly became curious again, and watched it again with the mission of saving marriage. There was much less impulsiveness and anger. Instead, she burst into tears because of a sentence from Francesca's husband's bedside before his death and a kiss from her son and daughter-in-law.
This film, Wang Xiaobo, said he didn't want to watch it, and then told a story about murder and murder, so he didn't say much. If you think about it carefully, it makes sense to kill the near-miss and bet on the near-the-robber. Some things that cross the line are like the temptation of the devil, and the bottom line of behavior will be lowered step by step as the guilt is exhausted. Robert's slightly self-righteous rescue and approach, Francesca's voracious escape and indulgence, are all.
But don’t persuade others to be kind. We can’t fully sympathize with Robert’s loneliness and Francesca’s boredom. We don’t need to condemn them with hatred or contempt because of their extramarital affairs. , the other is that Robert did not rob the woman Francesca and did not abandon his husband, did he? As for the longing of the two of them for half a lifetime, the pain of not being able to think, and the guilt that may or may not be there, they are all the green apples they planted, and only they know the sweetness and sourness. It's just that Francesca's husband has been deprived of his right to know and choose his marriage because of his boredom, which is too unfair.
Robert said that this is a once-in-a-lifetime confirmed love, perhaps, or perhaps because short and splendid things seem to be more easily sought after and remembered. Everyone yearns for enthusiasm, and lasting enthusiasm often turns into dullness. If you are dissatisfied, it will start the next cycle. I don't dare to judge whether Francesca is satisfied, but judging from the ashes scattered on the covered bridge, it was originally a disease that belonged to her and her husband's marriage. Obviously, it was not cured by this extra-marital relationship, and it was even more of a struggle. . If Francesca died in front of her husband, would she still let her family scatter her ashes on the covered bridge? I have no way of knowing about Francesca and her husband's love history and their relationship in the second half of their life, and I don't want to speculate, but I hope they have been warm.
"I just want to say, i know you have your own dreams, I'm sorry I couldn't give them to you. i love you so much." Seeing this, I have no intention of entangled in the love of everyone in the play , In addition to wanting to give the aforementioned husband a name--Richard Johnson--, the only thing he wants to do is to give a deep hug to the person in front of him.
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