a fearless woman

Rhett 2021-12-23 08:01:08

"Out of Africa" ​​is my beloved movie, the favorite.

The story between Karen and Dennis is tragic. But I so much love Karen, this woman, the word to describe her well is: FEARLESS. She is such a fearless woman. She demands fairness, demands possessiveness, demands non-tragic nature of relationship between her and Dennis. Yes, it is only fate that killed Dennis, making Karen the loneliest woman with the loved one lost. If not that fatal clash, Karen and Dennis could have been happy together.

So, it is only fate. Not anything else.

I saw Karen's photo in her old age, in one of her story books. She looks so thin, so alone, but also so well-spirited. That picture scares me . Her being able to live without Dennis, to her old ages, scares me and the same time reminds me her fearlessness again.

How Karen treats those natives in Africa was also admirable and interesting. She wanted to change, to provide a "better" future to the native kids by teaching them read and write; but both "the chief" and Dennis thought to live the way they are for those natives are the best thing. I ponder which way is wiser? I guess this has no answer either. We could not control who we meet in our life, and what kind of changes those people we encoutered have made us into.. .

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Extended Reading
  • Maudie 2022-03-22 09:02:03

    Everything that happens in Africa stays in Africa. From the beginning to the end, the wanton love and hatred of life and death are small and vast, which has never been changed by my departure or arrival. I never really set foot in Africa and look back on those decades now like a bystander. I am afraid that what Africa has given me is this kind of detachment and eternal loneliness between heaven and earth.

  • Nedra 2022-03-27 09:01:10

    Out of Africa, out of memory

Out of Africa quotes

  • Karen Blixen: [Denys lands his two-seater aircraft, and Karen runs to greet him] Where did you get it?

    Denys: Mombasa. Get in!

    Karen Blixen: [as they take off] When did you learn to fly?

    Denys: Yesterday!

  • Karen Blixen: "The time you won your town the race, we chaired you through the marketplace; man and boy stood cheering by, as home we brought you shoulder-high. Smart lad, to slip betimes away from fields where glory does not stay. Early though the laurel grows, It withers quicker than a rose. Now you will not swell the rout of lads that wore their honors out. Runners whom renown outran, and the name died 'fore the man. And round that early-laureled head will flock to gaze the strengthless dead and find unwithered on its curls a garland briefer than a girl's."