Frida: You lost meat.
Diego: You dropped your toe.
Frida: You came to mourn my toes?
Diego: How are you?
Frida: I don't even want to talk about this, otherwise it sounds terrible. Diego: I ...
I'm here to propose to you.
Frida: I don't need anyone to pity you, Diego.
Diego: I need to.
Frida: I lost a toe of a foot, my back is useless, my kidneys are infected, I smoke, drink, swear, I can't have children, I have no money, and I owe a lot to the hospital ...what else do I need to say?
Diego: Sounds like a letter of recommendation. Frida I miss our days together, please marry me.
——These two people are really a perfect match. They are still in love with each other and have twists and turns. This kind of clutch entanglement continued until Frida's death. She didn't change her love for Diego until she died, and this infatuation became a sharp knife deep in her heart because of the other's infidelity. Sickness, injury, infertility pain, and emotional torment accompanied her through her short life, and also became the spiritual source of her artistic creation.
The whole film has a strong Mexican color, and the soundtrack is also super nice. Hayek, Frida can't tell the difference, the acting is so expressive and beautiful.
PS is very interested in finding biographies to read.
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