I always feel that the name Margaret is destined for a woman with this name to be extraordinary, just like the person named Molly in "Beautiful Beauty", who is as gentle and tranquil as the name, like a girl next door. Margaret is actually the spiritual pillar of their family. Her father, full of idealism, lives in his own Plato world. Her mother is seriously ill because of homesickness and is not used to Milton's life. The misjudgment made him go far away and wandered to Spain, so only Margaret could think normally in the family. Fortunately, Margaret lived up to the name, she was a woman of thought.
But a thoughtful woman doesn't necessarily mean happiness in her love life. Her relationship with Mr. Thornton was tortuous. People who are too calm can easily lose their ability to grasp happiness. Margaret is one of them. Thornton's feelings for Margaret almost melted me, but Margaret couldn't. I'm powerless against old English men like Thornton because I'm not cool and sane enough. Fortunately, Margaret finally understood his love for Thornton. Returning to the south again, she has become unaccustomed, and her hometown has become a foreign land. The people of Houston live a dull life, they are happy to enjoy life and pursue spiritual enjoyment, like a nobleman who is about to decline, clinging to a pale life. And Margaret, who had lived in Milton for a while, obviously couldn't accept such numbness. Milton's people are brave, dare to pursue, and have a wild and uninhibited breath in their bones. Apparently she's a northern fit, even though she's a southerner.
The meeting at the station at the end was amazing. How cleverly the author chose to meet the two at the transfer station. Both are trying to find some traces of their sweethearts in the other's hometown, what a coincidence and fate. Thornton went to Houston, Margaret went to Milton, and then the two met in a wonderful way where the South and North trains stopped. Margaret finally expressed his heart, and Thornton finally got the reward after so much for his feelings. Thornton waited anxiously, not even daring to look in Margaret's direction, when the whistle sounding south of London remembered that Margaret stood up and walked towards Henry. When the window glass of the northbound train showed Margaret's figure, Thornton finally calmed down, turned his head and said to Margaret with a smile, "Would you like to go home with me?" This is obviously not a question, but a fact, as long as there is you That is home, of course, to go home.
At the end of the film, Margaret is no longer alone on the train looking out the window, because this journey is for two people.
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