A simple and somewhat cliché story: during the war, an ordinary town in Sicily, an intoxicatingly beautiful widow, becomes the object of all men's fantasies and all wives' curse, living in a haze of desire and jealousy, and eventually She had to be degraded because of her life choices, and she was kicked out of the town after the war. When the crippled husband came back to look for her, everyone just laughed, only "me" - an ignorant teenager gave him the direction to look for, because only "me" is the one who truly loves Malena, only "me" . This is one of the three steps that Italian humanities director Giuseppe Tonatore is looking for. The English translation is "Marina", and the translation is "True Love Walks With Me". I think it is not as good as the Chinese title "The Beauty of Sicily" "Legend", it reads like a dusty past, which makes people miss and can't bear to mention it. The biggest feature of the film is to show the world from the perspective of the young Retona. The beautiful Malena was the goddess of his puberty, the beginning of his sexual consciousness. Like all the men in the town, he couldn't help himself for his beauty. Every day after school, I run to the side of the road, just to wait for the graceful Malena to gently walk by him, and every evening, I climb up the high roof, just to see Malena dancing alone in the living room. . All he could do was wait, pay attention and fantasize, so pure. I love that shot of Retona lying on the bed, putting the stolen Malena's panties on her face and masturbating. Maybe because he's a kid, maybe because we can understand that emotional truth, but it doesn't feel obscene in the least. Instead, the wire bed creaked like music, the quilt rhythmically rose and fell like waves, and you could almost imagine the devoted expression on the teenager's face, and the whole room was filled with joy. That kind of pleasure has nothing to do with the method of masturbation itself, but a pure heart awakened from its sleep, releasing its own love, clean, pure, and extremely happy... In comparison, soon after he and Malena When it comes to really close contact, his heart is very painful. Because at that moment, Retona, who was brought to a brothel by his father to promote his growth, faced with the guidance of his dream lover who had cut his long hair and struggled, he only felt distressed, only fear and sadness. Just like you love the white snow in winter, but like many people, you leave black footprints on it. It is full of fateful colors. I think the director deliberately arranged this contrast, so that we can see that love and beauty are both flowers blooming on the other side, and Retona's growth also occurs in each of us: love is like an illusion of adolescence. Pure and beautiful, but unable to grow. However, no matter from which point of view, it was Malena who helped the boy grow into a man, which in itself was warm. Of course, the director's intention is not only to describe the process of awakening a young man's sexual consciousness, but also to show the weakness of human nature, desire and jealousy in reality, which is why love and beauty cannot be reached. In the manic small town, Malena is always quiet. Because of her beauty, people love her (to be precise, the so-called love is just an excuse for desire), because of her beauty, people hate her. Throughout the film, anticipation and insult, slander and adoration are intertwined. Women called her a slut, but in fact they were full of admiration for her beauty. When men said she was coquettish, they actually wanted to get her, even with a look. Beauty, igniting the fire of desire and jealousy, has also become an obstacle to her life. Winning a lawsuit, getting food, and even the most basic right to life, must come at the expense of the body. She persisted and fought, but in the end, when her husband died and even her deaf old father didn't believe in her chastity, how could she live by will? She cut off her long, rich black hair, smeared a thick layer of powder on her face, her eyes were still quiet, but the moment must have been extremely painful. She gives up all persistence and belief on your behalf, abandons yourself, and abandons the only hope for the world. Is it doomed to loneliness and suffering because of beauty? No, because the weakness of human nature is destined that beauty cannot be rooted in the mundane. The war ended and the prostitutes who had served the Germans were driven out of the town. Women can finally use the most vicious language to insult this woman who makes them both envious and envious. They beat her, tore her clothes, as if to shred the beauty at once, while the men are silent, regret or regret , are all the same cold, no one has really loved her, really understand her beauty, except for the boy, and her husband who did not sacrifice. At this moment, Malena finally cried. She didn't struggle, she just hugged herself tightly with her arms and cried piercingly. Not just from hurt and pain, I think, but from a long-suppressed outburst. She has been quiet for too long, quietly enduring all the insults brought by her flowery face humiliation and blasphemy. She finally cried, washing away all the wounds with her tears, proving that she was still alive. Many years later, Malena returned to the small town with his surviving but disabled husband. At this time, what people saw was not the beautiful young woman who was fascinated, but an ordinary middle-aged woman. The body is a little bloated, and the clothes and hairstyles are very simple, carrying a basket to buy things in the market. Every woman looked at her in amazement, and then, something unbelievable happened: they started to talk to her cordially, and even gave her something warmly, and took her arm, like a wonderful friend... We don't have to think about it. The reason, in short, the director arranged such an ending is a trace of warm pain, an interweaving of human darkness and kindness. Instead of reaching the other shore, it gave up the voyage. In the end, Malena's back disappeared on the way home. At the end of the screen, what did not change was her quiet eyes and elegant gait. She is still beautiful. Just as the boy of the past would recall: "In the days to come, I have dated many women, but the one I love the most is Malena." The love is so eternal. I watched this film two years ago, and I have never rewatched it. It seems that time has passed and it has settled in my heart a little bit. These days, I always think of Malena's eyes, so I have a lot of emotions about this movie. Strange to think about, Hollywood has no shortage of beautiful women: Winona Ryder's innocence, Julia Roberts' bright, Angelina Jolie's wildness, Jennifer Lopez's sensuality... but none Can play Malena, in addition to the Italian model actress. I have carefully looked at many photos of Monica Bellucci, and it can be said that no female star dares to expose her body like her, without worrying about the pictures becoming pornographic. Indeed, in all the photos, her eyes are clean, like lake water, making her expression even a little serious. She can show her beauty so calmly, and face the world with such a candid gaze that you have to believe, She has a pure heart. Her beauty is not only sexy, but also the coolness that bears this sexy. From the unnamed performance in "The Four Hundred Years of Blood Sucking", to the "Marlene" that made her popular, and then to the later controversial "Irrevocable", Monica will be exposed in almost all films. Or a passion show, but no one says she's a porn actress, that's what makes her unique. A person's purity has nothing to do with the body. I think that's what Malena was trying to interpret, and that's why Tona Torre just took one look at Monica to make sure she was the heroine. Her beauty is like a dream in the morning, so close yet so far away. "The Beautiful Legend of Sicily" is neither beautiful nor romantic, just like a
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