Laurahas a simple and happy life: she has a husband who loves her, and a pair of lovely children. Every Thursday she used to take the train to a place nearby to buy things. On this day, in a small restaurant next to the train station, her eyes were blown into the sand and she got help from the doctor Eric. A few days later, she met the doctor again in the dining room. As there were not enough tables, the two sat together for a meal and had a good chat. It turns out that the doctor is also married and comes to the local hospital here to help every Tuesday. The two agreed to meet again next week. Frequent meeting and companionship made two married people more and more eager to see each other. They knew that they were in love, but this kind of love was destined to not last in that era, even if they loved each other deeply, in the end, Had to be separated. Eric told Laura that he was about to go to faraway South Africa, leaving Laura in despair
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Brief Encounter movie plot
2022-01-07 15:53
Extended Reading
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Lynn 2022-04-21 09:02:54
The point-to-point narrative is matched with the title of "Meet Hate Late", but it is extremely delicate, and every little expression and every murmur is perfect.
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Logan 2022-04-21 09:02:54
1. Purely Melodramatic. Big flashback. 2. My dad fell asleep while watching, and felt that the woman in the video was talking too much. My mother is still unfinished (mom likes Naruse...), and feels that my father still doesn't understand women, but he also complains that Western women are still a bit slutty and do not adhere to the ethics that should be followed in marriage. . . . 3. Rachmaninoff's Second Piano Concerto opens, praise! 4. The use of lights and the mobilization of sound effects in the last scene is beautiful and exciting!
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Laura Jesson: [Secret thoughts] I imagined him holding me in his arms. I imagined being with him in all sorts of glamorous circumstances. It was one of those absurd fantasies, just like one has when one is a girl being wooed and married by the idea of ones dreams.
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Laura Jesson: [Secret thoughts] I starred out of that railway carriage window into the dark and watched the deem trees and the telegraph posts slipping by. And through them I saw Alec and me. Alec and me, perhaps a little younger than we are now, but just as much in love and we have nothing in the way. I saw us in Paris, in a box at the opera. The orchestra was tuning up. Then we were in Venice, drifting along the Grand Canal in a gondola with the sound of mandolins coming to us over the water. I saw us traveling far away together. All the places I've always longed to go. I saw us leaning on the rail of a ship, looking at the sea and stars. Standing on a tropical beach, in the moonlight, with the palm trees sighing above us. Then the palm trees changed into those pallided willows by the canal, just before the level crossing. And all the silly dreams disappeared. And I got out at Ketchworth and gave up my ticket and walked home as usual. Quite soberly and without wings. Without any wings at all.