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Alex 2023-09-26 03:55:17
In order to catch up with FILMSPOTTING's AFTER HOUR show, I finally watched this. I really like the narrative, lines, performance, and scene design. From the undercurrent of the first movement to the sad parting of the slow movement to the reunion of the last movement, it was reunited by later generations. It's amazing to see Noel Coward's name on the title and at the end of the credit with the rotten pull-two...
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Lola 2023-05-14 02:23:38
I didn't expect a male director to shoot such a heart-wrenching love...
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Bryon 2022-10-30 20:47:41
Thank you for coming back to...
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Derek 2022-09-11 18:22:40
what really did it for me is what the husband said in the end. top...
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Maia 2022-04-24 07:01:17
Although it is far from being as good as imagined, the two push shots at the end and the use of Dutch-style shots are a plus. Especially, after the whole process of bystanders, he was brought into the heroine's character at the end and entered the story. , I feel sorry for her, and also a little sigh, this feeling is really...
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Julien 2022-04-24 07:01:17
In the 1945 ethical film about infidelity in marriage, David Lean can tell the story from the perspective of women, and escape from the traditional moral judgment. Inner world. The yearning for love, the responsibility for married life, these persistent problems still afflict this woman. Simply put, the story is just an emotional story about an ordinary woman, and that's what makes it so...
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Rebekah 2022-04-24 07:01:17
The movie itself is fine. But every time the male protagonist asks, "Are you the same as me?", he is coercing the female protagonist. Could it be that the derailment in the 1940s was actually a victory for...
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Leda 2022-04-24 07:01:17
Without the heroine's excellent grasp of the characters' emotions, this scene can only be given three or two...
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Maude 2022-04-24 07:01:17
After brushing the 84 remake version, the old version of ethics is indeed very traditional. The heroine of the 84 version has no children, so the two finally HAPPY ENDING is also logical. The old version must be deducted by one star, because the narrative is based on the heroine's perspective from beginning to end, and the sudden insertion of a God's perspective in the scene of escaping from the apartment seems very...
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Blake 2022-04-24 07:01:17
I know this this the beginning of the end, not the end of my loving you, the end of our being together. There is no life of derailment, wrapped in a heart that has long been empathetic. The film that is constantly mentioned in the book "The Language of...
Brief Encounter Comments
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Adela 2022-01-07 15:53:55
Far from Freedom: Women's Identity Crisis in Brief Encounter and Other Two films
In her On Female Identity and Writing by Women, Judith Kegan Gardiner observes: “the word'identity is paradoxical in itself, meaning both sameness and distinctiveness, and its contradictions proliferate when it is applied to women” (Gardiner 347). In the post -war era, it was obvious that, more...
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Alena 2022-03-23 09:02:39
maintain the status quo
Many people have had urges outside of a stable love relationship, but only a few have been able to confess the experience and repent devoutly. If Laura were a middle-aged woman who was bullied by her husband and had a ruthless child, we would simply deny the legitimacy of the marriage, but she's...
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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.
