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Paige 2022-03-26 09:01:04

What a good story, what a good performance, I remember the first time I saw the male protagonist chasing his fiancee who escaped, and then when the female protagonist continued to pursue the male protagonist in this situation, she was almost moved to tears. . It's a pity that when this obsession with love turned into sacrifice and generosity of love, it changed too quickly, and then abruptly transitioned to a happy ending, adding clichés and business. The heroine's dedication and active pursuit of love is worthy of affirmation. It should not be emphasized too much that she is aware of her despicableness and chooses to atone for her sins, which will dilute the sacrifice and tolerance of the higher realm of love.

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  • Kacie 2021-11-15 08:01:27

    The hero is dim, okay! ! ! Is someone too shining! ! ! Everything else is quite satisfactory.

  • Rusty 2022-03-28 09:01:02

    In front of love, there is nothing wrong with being a little crazy. Whoever calls "love" can sometimes make people lose their minds!

My Best Friend's Wedding quotes

  • George Downes: It's amazing the clarity that comes with psychotic jealousy.

  • George Downes: The misery, the exquisite tragedy. The Susan Hayward of it all. I can just picture you there, sitting alone at your table in your lavender gown.

    Julianne Potter: Did I tell you my gown was lavender?

    George Downes: Hair swept up. Haven't touched your cake. Probably drumming your fingernails on the white linen tablecloth, the way you do when you're really feeling down. Perhaps looking at those nails thinking: 'God, I should have stopped in all my evil plotting to have that manicure, but it's too late now.

    Julianne Potter: George, I didn't tell you my dress was lavender.

    George Downes: Suddenly, a familiar song. And, you're off your chair in one, exquisite movement... wondering, searching, sniffing the wind like a dapple deer. Has God heard your little prayer? Will Cinderella dance again? And then, suddenly, the crowds part and there he is: sleek, stylish... radiant with charisma. Bizarrely, he's on the telephone. But then, so are you. And then he comes towards you... the moves of a jungle cat. Although you quite correctly sense that he is... gay... like most devastatingly handsome single men of his age are, you think... what the hell. Life goes on. Maybe there won't be marriage... maybe there won't be sex... but, by God, there'll be dancing.