Tom, a college student in Manhattan, New York, fell in love with Serena, a young woman who had just entered the social world, but Serena was not interested in him, but her friend Audrey fell in love with Tom at first sight, so Serena gave her a love letter from Tom They were all transferred to Audrey. Tom joined a small group of students led by Nick. Nick is cynical but kind-hearted. He hates a classmate Rick Slonek with the title of nobility because he is a cold-hearted playboy. It is said that there was a romantic affair between Rick and Serena, but Cynthia tried his best to defend Rick. At a ball, Tom and Serena met again. He heard that Serena and Rick had broken up, so he held hope again in his heart and wanted to continue pursuing Serena. But Serena still had no intention of him, and admitted that she had always passed his love letter to Audrey. Tom was very disappointed, but at the same time realized that the person he really liked turned out to be Audrey. At this time, he learned that Audrey had gone on vacation with Rick and Cynthia. He was very anxious, worried that Rick would plot against Audrey, and hurried to rescue him
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Metropolitan movie plot
2022-02-21 08:01
Extended Reading
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Tamara 2022-03-21 09:03:06
This kind of record of nihilistic society in the last century is quite interesting. Young people who have nothing to do are a little stupid and a little warm. A bunch of harmless fake people. Community fell, and love was born.
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Salma 2022-03-27 09:01:19
UHB - Urban Haute Bourgeoisie. Since we're all doomed to fail, fail like a hero. Quoting Marina Keegan,"We're so young. We can't, we MUST not lose this sense of possibility because in the end,it's all we have."
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Charlie Black: That was really embarrassing. Thank you for including me.
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Charlie Black: Of course there is a God. We all basically know there is.
Cynthia McLean: I know no such thing.
Charlie Black: Of course you do. When you think to yourself, and most of our waking life is taken up thinking to ourselves, you must have that feeling that your thoughts aren't entirely wasted, that in some sense they are being heard. Rationally, they aren't. You're entirely alone. Even the people to whom we are closest can have no real idea of what is going on in our minds. We aren't devastated by loneliness because, at a hardly conscious level, we don't accept that we're entirely alone. I think this sensation of being silently listned to with total comprehension... something you never find in real life... represents our innate belife in a supreme being, some all-comprehending intelligence.