Zhuang Shengxiao is a fan of butterflies

Nyasia 2022-04-20 09:01:34

It is said that the Chinese translation of the film "Butterfly Dream" is very romantic, but the Chinese name of the film is obviously called "Rebecca", but it is far from the actual topic?

I think it should be the translator's understanding and expression of the film. The story of Zhuang Zhou dreaming of a butterfly is: Zhuang Zhou dreamed that he had become a butterfly, a butterfly dancing gracefully, very happy and relaxed, and did not know that he was Zhuang Zhou. After a while, he woke up, but it was Zhuang Zhou who was lying in bed. I don't know if Zhuang Zhou dreamed and became a butterfly, or if a butterfly dreamed and became Zhuang Zhou...

The same is true in the film. From the beginning of the film, the dream-like babble makes it difficult to tell whether it is from Rebecca or the heroine.

Rebecca……Rebecca…………Rebecca, this name is everywhere, no one is seen, but her trace is floating in every corner, whether it is the male protagonist, the housekeeper or others can not forget her, and the female protagonist, she is really There is no sense of existence. Although she has been on the stage, she has been living in the shadow of Rebecca since she first walked into the story. She doesn't even deserve to have her own name. I believe that not many viewers can remember her name. She appeared tremblingly in In every scene that originally belonged to Rebecca, she didn't have any confidence. In Rebecca's gorgeous room where beauty was almost unreal, she was as frightened as a country girl who had just entered the city. She didn't dare to touch and reach such beauty. Bit described the situation, as her sophisticated employer put it: "She couldn't handle a scene like that, she had no experience."

This kind of ubiquitous pressure and panic gave her nowhere to live. Her nerves were tense all the time. Under the huge blow of being tricked into wearing a Rebecca dress by the housekeeper but being humiliated, her self almost collapsed and disintegrated, with a ghostly voice. It sounded in my ears: "You have no value in living anymore, just jump down and try..."

What is more chilling is that when she knew that the male protagonist was the murderer of his wife, she did not panic, had no moral judgment, and did not have any doubts. All she cared about was who the male protagonist loved? When she heard the male protagonist say that it was her who didn't love Rebecca, there was a real smile in her eyes for the first time.

When everyone is moved by the love between the male and female protagonists, it seems to downplay the fact that the male protagonist actually killed someone and the female protagonist carelessly defended him and finally helped him escape from legal sanctions?

From the moment the heroine learned the truth, she grew rapidly. From that young girl who had never seen the world suddenly became sophisticated and mature, from passive to active, she firmly grasped the control of the male protagonist. And the reins of her own life, at this time, she, who has no name, no confidence, and almost lost herself, and the woman she feared and envied, Rebecca, became one.

So far, is Zhuang Zhou's dream turned into a butterfly? Or did the butterfly become Zhuang Zhou? I can't tell the difference, is there really love here? Or just another story about control.

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  • Ettie 2022-03-26 09:01:04

    When you think you are the shadow of other women, you don't know it is a man's trick. Men's hearts are also very strange! /SIFF 180624 One vote is hard to find! A woman who has disappeared, but left a huge shadow over everyone in the villa. As de winter said, she's really scary. And Hitchcock's ending is always very positive.

  • Angelo 2022-03-28 09:01:02

    Resist the temptation of Hitchcock and read it in two nights. No matter how thin the sense of substitution is, the story is captivating because of the exquisite adaptation, the excellent suspense atmosphere, and of course the performance of Fontaine's slender / slender / delicate? (delicate). Silent and odorless is the best dark haunt. Just relying on the embroidered pads and flowers is enough to live forever without fear of love.

Rebecca quotes

  • Mrs. Danvers: [as the second Mrs. de Winter runs into the room] I watched you go down just as I watched her a year ago. Even in the same dress you couldn't compare.

    The Second Mrs. de Winter: You knew it! You knew that she wore it, and yet you deliberately suggested I wear it. Why do you hate me? What have I done to you that you should ever hate me so?

    Mrs. Danvers: You tried to take her place. You let him marry you. I've seen his face - his eyes. They're the same as those first weeks after she died. I used to listen to him, walking up and down, up and down, all night long, night after night, thinking of her, suffering torture because he lost her!

    The Second Mrs. de Winter: [turning away in shame and shock] I don't want to know, I don't want to know!

    Mrs. Danvers: [moving towards her] You thought you could be Mrs. de Winter, live in her house, walk in her steps, take the things that were hers! But she's too strong for you. You can't fight her - no one ever got the better of her. Never, never. She was beaten in the end, but it wasn't a man, it wasn't a woman. It was the sea!

    The Second Mrs. de Winter: [collapsing in tears on the bed] Oh, stop it! Stop it! Oh, stop it!

    Mrs. Danvers: [opening the shutters] You're overwrought, madam. I've opened a window for you. A little air will do you good.

    [as the second Mrs. de Winter gets up and walks toward the window]

    Mrs. Danvers: Why don't you go? Why don't you leave Manderley? He doesn't need you... he's got his memories. He doesn't love you, he wants to be alone again with her. You've nothing to stay for. You've nothing to live for really, have you?

    [softly, almost hypnotically]

    Mrs. Danvers: Look down there. It's easy, isn't it? Why don't you? Why don't you? Go on. Go on. Don't be afraid...

  • Mrs. Danvers: She knew everyone that mattered. Everyone loved her.