Closer to home, first of all, the translation of the film is very particular. The original French name was the heroine's name "Camille. Araudette", but the translator was deeply impressed by the spirit of the film and translated it into "Rodin's Lover", Let the film begin in the shadow of Rodin. Of course, it's impossible to say that the translator actually just follows the business model of the film industry, and doesn't touch the edge of a bit of a romantic celebrity. Who would buy and watch such a stinky and long literary film? ! All in all, whether intentional or unintentional, the name is quite ironic.
The story is more documentary, about a talented young French woman Camille fell in love with the great sculptor Rodin, for him "sacrifice of youth, emotion and everything". Eventually collapsed and ended up in a lunatic asylum. There are so many stories like this. Unable to count them all. Frankly speaking, I used a lot of perseverance to read this story, almost using a matchstick to prop up my eyelids. When I saw Camille go mad, I was almost sleepy too. It was actress Isabella's resolute and pure eyes that kept me watching this nearly 3-hour entanglement between French men and women.
I first knew about Isabella when she was in junior high school. Seeing her from "Universal Movie", I think this foreign girl is really beautiful and bizarre. After watching a series of films she acted in, I liked her even more. She seems to be born to interpret the beautiful, fragile, sensitive, pure, neurotic women of ice and snow with her breathtaking beauty. They are like summer nights in August, infiltrating layers of memory, lingering like heavy curtains that cannot be pulled away. Even though Camille was drunk in the attic, she was poignant, not down-to-earth. Isabella's resolute eyes merged several times with Camille's, as one critic put it: "The camera lens that has endured the gaze of Adjani may be about to shatter."
In this story, greatness Rodin looked rather wretched. Hesitation, hesitation, weakness, compromise. These disgusting human flaws stand out in contrast to Camille's fortitude and sheer purity. Not to mention whether Rodin stole Camille's inspiration for "Gate of Hell", Rodin and Camille's attitudes towards art, commerce and politics are judged high. It is a pity that the results are often embarrassing. One is famous for eternity, and the other is in a lunatic asylum.
My mind had to jump to the BMF, we passed Rodin Gardens while we were playing at Stanford, and the fat-headed guy shook his head and explained to me "Hell door", while I snickered, I couldn't help but admire this fellow's supreme intelligence and shamelessness. It is now asserted that BMF will become a great tool in the future. Because he sees through the truth of this world. Two years have passed, and I have never met someone so understanding. In the meantime, someone almost caught up with him, and in the end, he was just scratching his head, almost meaningless. I can't help but miss this fellow. The only regret is that BMF does not drink a drop of alcohol, otherwise everyone will cook wine with green plums, how happy it would be!
Not much gossip, let's say that the music in the film is Debussy, especially Impressionist. In the gentle and stubborn melody of Debussy, Camille braved the torrential rain, walked through the streets of Paris, came to Rodin's door, and waited there. Love is unstoppable, even if love has given birth to hate. This scarred woman who was born for love has struggled all her life. She hated Rodin, but no one in the world could understand her better than Rodin. This is the confusion of all gifted people. Talent determines the loneliness of geniuses, making them have no choice but to fall in love with someone, and then be destroyed by this irresistible love. Camille is crazy because her love is ruined. I even thought she was as stubborn as ever when she was escorted to the car in the insane asylum.
"I wish I didn't meet you," Camille said to Rodin. Seeing this, I couldn't help laughing, a woman as detached as Camille, who is as solid as a rock would also say such petty words! Love is insulated from regret. Even if it's just for a moment. only
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