When you can't catch it. I just wish you could remember.

Vivian 2022-03-24 09:03:04

At the beginning of the film I thought to myself, "This is one of the most literary romance films ever made." A hook. one breath. All portrayed so real. But at the end. Only a sigh fell. chinaman. There is no love. There is no hope. Except for wealth. nothing left. But he clearly knew it was duplicitous. But also willing to be so blinded. The most traditional Chinese. cowardly. inability. Used to sit back and enjoy it. After verbal resistance was powerless. Will give up sullenly. For girls. Youth can be so gorgeous and open. Even withered early. It's also worth it. no matter what. As long as you feel "worth it". Just good. Sometimes you really don't have to stay together. That one glance contained a thousand words. Enough to last a thousand years.

Leung Ka Fai was really handsome when he was young. The facial features are not surprising. But you can hook people's hearts with a gesture. Body of young girl. like unopened buds. The beauty is unbearable to look at. Thin body. But it seems to be able to burst out with unusual power.

this love. Seems intense. But like water. Flowing through my heart slowly.

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  • Jacklyn 2022-03-26 09:01:11

    The sex scene is so good, I don't know how much better than Lust Caution

  • Dock 2022-03-20 09:02:26

    The blending of different civilizations will always produce another wonderful civilization. Like many Japanese animation works, the mutual penetration of worldview values ​​makes them attractive.

The Lover quotes

  • Narrator: "Now and then I go back to the house in Sadek. To the horror of the house in Sadek. It's an unbearable place. It's close to death. A place of violence of pain of despair, of dishonour... But it's in this family's dryness in it's incredible harshness that I am the most deeply assured in myself. In the deepest of my essential certainties, all common history of ruin and shame, of love and hate is in my flesh."

  • Narrator: Dusk one evening on board ship, crossing the Indian Ocean under the luminous sky. Suddenly the sound of a Chopin waltz came bursting out from the main lounge. I had tried to play it for months without success. That's why I gave up the piano. There wasn't a breath of wind and the music pervaded the whole ship. I stood up as if to go and throw myself into the sea. Then I did weep because I had thought of my Chinese lover, and I was suddenly not sure that I hadn't been in love with him after all, with a love I hadn't been able to see because it had become lost in the tide of events, like water seeping through sand. Thanks to that music, spreading over the sea and filling the calmest night I have ever known, I could see my love for him for the first time.