Depressed youth

Zion 2022-03-21 09:03:17

"White Oleander", a depressive, alternative youth film. The four heroines in the play have one color of pale blond hair, and the film's promotional poster is very beautiful. Just like the "white oleander", the main line that haunts the whole movie, it looks beautiful, but it is poisonous and deadly. Michelle Pfeiffer has ice blue eyes. Her image is very suitable for the characters in the play. She is beautiful and talented, cold and extremely selfish. For her, love is possession, whether it is her boyfriend or her daughter. , If you can't control and possess it 100%, it's not a pity to destroy it yourself. For a daughter who is as beautiful and full of artistic talent as her mother, she has never had a childhood as innocent as other children. The way her mother gets along with her is completely adult, because her mother is a so-called ARTIST. For a long time, her feelings for her mother were full of admiration, and even after her mother was murdered and imprisoned, she still controlled her thoughts and life, until she lived with her kind and innocent second adoptive mother. Only slowly did I realize what true love is. The little girl's sketching skills are really amazing. The characters outlined by pencil lines are amazing. It's a pity that such a great painter turned into a post-modern installation artist in the end. The little boy who shares the same ailment with her is the little male protagonist of "Almost Famous" ALMOST FAMOUS that she watched a few days ago. He is definitely not handsome, but his eyes are warm and shy. His kind heart and the same unfortunate encounter brought them together in the end.

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White Oleander quotes

  • Astrid: How long were you gone?

    Ingrid: About a year, give or take a few months.

    Astrid: My God.

    Ingrid: You're not asking the right question. Don't ask me why I left. Ask me why I came back.

    Astrid: You should have been sterilized.

    Ingrid: I could have left you there, but I didn't. Don't you understand? For once, I did the right thing! When I came back, you knew me. You were sitting by the door, and you looked up, and you reached for me. It was as if you had been waiting for me all along.

    Astrid: I was always waiting for you, mother. That's the constant in my life. Waiting for you. Will you come back? Will you forget that you tied me in front of a store or left me on a bus?

    Ingrid: Are you still waiting?

    Astrid: No. I stopped when Claire showed me what it felt like to be loved. What did you think, that I would amuse you? That's what babies are like, mother. What'd you think? We'd exchange thoughts on Joseph Brodsky?

    Ingrid: I thought Klaus and I would live happily ever after. That's what I thought, Adam and Eve in a vine-covered shack. I must have been out of my mind.

    Astrid: You were in love with him.

    Ingrid: YES, I was in love with him. ALRIGHT? I was in love with him, and baby makes three, and all that crap!

    Astrid: Then why did you leave him? Why did you leave him?

    Ingrid: I didn't leave him! He left me. You wanna know about your father? He left us when you were six months old for another woman, and I never saw him again until he showed up looking for you when you were eight years old.

    Astrid: He came to see me?

    Ingrid: Yes, he came to see you but it was a little late, wasn't it? Why should I let him see you after what he did to me?

    Astrid: Because it wasn't about you! It was about me, and I wanted to see him! My whole life, I've wanted to see him. That decision was MINE, not yours. Everything's always been about you, never about me. I knew you were gonna kill Barry, but you didn't even care. You didn't give a damn about what that would do to me. I'll say whatever Susan wants me to say, but I gotta get outta here.

    Ingrid: No! No, no, no. You don't just walk away from me. I made you, I'm in your blood. You don't go anywhere until I let you go!

    Astrid: Then let me go. You look at me and you don't like what you see, but this is the price, mother. The price of belonging to you.

    Ingrid: If I could, I'd take it all back. I would.

    Astrid: Then tell me you don't want me to testify. Tell me you don't want me like this. Tell me you would sacrifice the rest of your life to have me back the way I was.

  • [last lines]

    Astrid: No matter how much she damaged me... no matter how flawed she is... I know my mother loves me.