Love can transcend thousands of mountains and rivers

Erica 2022-04-22 07:01:08

"She's the famous beauty, Rebecca Hides, they all say he adores her; she's the famous beauty, Rebecca Hides, I don't think he can forget his wife; she's the famous beauty Beauty, Rebecca Hides, but his heart is broken." On the coast of southern France, the waves were rolling, and on the cliff I met a handsome and haggard man, and the fate of my life was changed. Innocent and timid, I was dragged by fate to Mandoli, which has been admired for a long time. My parents died early and my status was low. Everyone felt that this was a turning point in the fate of "me". From then on, I could live a happy life without food and clothing, but my life in Mandoli was not as beautiful as people imagined. From a humble background, she was completely unable to adapt to the dribs and drabs of the upper class. She felt embarrassed when she was sent to usher and gave orders. Plus every corner of the mandala, vases, raincoats, handkerchiefs, pets, gardens... there seems to be a shadow of the late mistress Rebecca. Every step I took in the garden with my husband seemed to replicate Rebecca's past. The young lady could not come out of these shadows of discomfort, and even felt that everyone around her was hostile to her, comparing her to Rebecca. They felt that the people around them, especially Maxime and Mrs. Danvers, could not forget Rebecca, who in their eyes was perfect and god-like. She felt particularly distressed that she had the false name of Mrs. Derwent, but not Mr. Derwent's love. This process is the adaptation process after crossing the class. In Manderley, she was humble and prudent everywhere, and even many servants looked down on her. In addition, she felt that Mr. Wendell could not forget Rebecca and did not love herself, and was mentally tortured by the spiritual shackles of Manderley. . Butterfly dream, beautiful illusory dream. My life is like an absurd and ridiculous farce. Not every Cinderella can have a fairy godmother and put on gorgeous and complicated clothes. I am still that ordinary timid girl. And Rebecca, "it wasn't another man or woman who defeated her, it was the sea." She was so strong, she still influenced Mandali even after her death. The letter R that can be seen everywhere in the manor seems to be her mockery and curse at me. The servants complimented her, but I flinched, even terrified of the servants, even Maxim said, I am not a mistress but a maid. I'm like a crucified clown. Life is not kind to me, but I never wanted to leave you. I love you, I love you deeply, Maxim. I love you, so I am willing to let go of my peaceful life and follow you to Mandoli; I love you, so I am willing to learn to be a A qualified hostess of a large manor; I love you, so I am willing to tolerate your bad temper, your uncertainties, and your concealment. British author Somerset Maugham said in his novel "The Veil": "I have no illusions about you at all. I know you are stupid, frivolous, and empty-headed, but I love you. I know your intentions, your ideals. , you are snobbish and vulgar, but I love you. I know you are second-rate, but I love you." Love is so unreasonable, I know you have many bad things, but I am happy. Fall in love with a person, humble to the dust, and then bloom. From the very beginning, I was a tiny speck of dust. In the process of interacting with Maxim, there were differences. I was always the first person to admit my mistake. I was always reflecting on myself, whether I did something wrong. Are you not good enough. I put myself in a low position and tried to catch up to Maxim. I tried to summon the courage to speak to Mrs Danvers as a hostess. Attempting to organize a masquerade party, hoping to restore the Mandali to its former glory, but it was self-defeating, Rebecca's shipwreck was found, all the fog was blown away, and the moment the truth came out I had no fear, I only had Deep pity for Maxim, in order to maintain the family's reputation, he has been tortured for a long time, and the loveless marriage is like an invisible yoke that strangles him out of breath. For Maxim, the innocent and kind-hearted I was an angel who descended into the world. My bright, lively appearance gave him comfort under Rebecca's torture. Fortunately, I didn't give up. When Maxim fell into a painful prison, I gently stroked his shoulder, pulled him out of the mud of reality, let him see many possibilities in the world, and reshaped his expectations for the future. and desire. It was my trust and loyalty that gave Maxime the motivation to face life bravely. Love should be loyal, it is more valuable than the illusory reputation, pure love has the ability to redeem, so that lovers can lean on each other in the vast red dust, keep each other warm, watch the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court, and the sky is full of clouds. Love has power and can cross thousands of mountains and rivers. Fortunately, in this absurd drama, I am not the only protagonist. Love has echoes. From the beginning, it was a grand two-way run. , and yet I love you. "Love is so unreasonable. I know you have a lot of bad things, but I am happy with it. When you fall in love with someone, you are humbled into the dust, and then blossoms. From the beginning, I was a tiny speck of dust. In the process of interacting with Maxim, there were differences. I was always the first person to admit my mistake. I was always reflecting on myself, whether I did something wrong or whether I was not good enough. I put myself in a low position. Low position, trying to catch up with Maxim. I tried to summon the courage to talk to Mrs. Danvers as a hostess. Tried to organize a masquerade party, hoping to restore the Mandori to its former glory, but unexpectedly It was self-defeating, Rebecca's shipwreck was also found, all the fog was blown away, and the moment the truth was revealed, I had no fear, I only had deep pity for Maxim, who had been tortured for a long time in order to maintain the family's reputation, A loveless marriage was like an invisible shackle that made him unable to breathe. For Maxim, the innocent and kind-hearted I was an angel who descended into the world, and my bright and lively life allowed him to obtain under the torment of Rebecca. Fortunately, I didn't give up, I gently stroked Maxim's shoulder when he was in a painful prison, pulled him out of the mud of reality, let him see many possibilities in the world, and reshaped the world. His expectation and desire for the future. It is my trust and loyalty that gave Maxime the motivation to face life bravely. Love should be loyal, it is more valuable than the ethereal reputation, pure love has the ability to redeem, let sentient beings In the vast world of red dust, people can snuggle with each other, keep each other warm, watch the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court, and the clouds roll in the sky. Love has power and can cross thousands of mountains and rivers. Fortunately, in this absurd drama, I am not alone. The protagonist, love resonates, from the very beginning, it was a grand two-way run. , and yet I love you. "Love is so unreasonable. I know you have a lot of bad things, but I am happy with it. When you fall in love with someone, you are humbled into the dust, and then blossoms. From the beginning, I was a tiny speck of dust. In the process of interacting with Maxim, there were differences. I was always the first person to admit my mistake. I was always reflecting on myself, whether I did something wrong or whether I was not good enough. I put myself in a low position. Low position, trying to catch up with Maxim. I tried to summon the courage to talk to Mrs. Danvers as a hostess. Tried to organize a masquerade party, hoping to restore the Mandori to its former glory, but unexpectedly It was self-defeating, Rebecca's shipwreck was also found, all the fog was blown away, and the moment the truth was revealed, I had no fear, I only had deep pity for Maxim, who had been tortured for a long time in order to maintain the family's reputation, A loveless marriage was like an invisible shackle that made him unable to breathe. For Maxim, the innocent and kind-hearted I was an angel who descended into the world, and my bright and lively life allowed him to obtain under the torment of Rebecca. Fortunately, I didn't give up, I gently stroked Maxim's shoulder when he was in a painful prison, pulled him out of the mud of reality, let him see many possibilities in the world, and reshaped the world. His expectation and desire for the future. It is my trust and loyalty that gave Maxime the motivation to face life bravely. Love should be loyal, it is more valuable than the ethereal reputation, pure love has the ability to redeem, let sentient beings In the vast world of red dust, people can snuggle with each other, keep each other warm, watch the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court, and the clouds roll in the sky. Love has power and can cross thousands of mountains and rivers. Fortunately, in this absurd drama, I am not alone. The protagonist, love resonates, from the very beginning, it was a grand two-way run. His family's reputation has been tormented for a long time, and his loveless marriage is like an invisible shackle that makes him breathless. For Maxim, the innocent and kind-hearted I was an angel who descended into the world. My bright, lively appearance gave him comfort under Rebecca's torture. Fortunately, I didn't give up. When Maxim fell into a painful prison, I gently stroked his shoulder, pulled him out of the mud of reality, let him see many possibilities in the world, and reshaped his expectations for the future. and desire. It was my trust and loyalty that gave Maxime the motivation to face life bravely. Love should be loyal, it is more valuable than the illusory reputation, pure love has the ability to redeem, so that lovers can lean on each other in the vast red dust, keep each other warm, watch the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court, and the sky is full of clouds. Love has power and can cross thousands of mountains and rivers. Fortunately, in this absurd drama, I am not the only protagonist. Love has echoes. From the beginning, it was a grand two-way run. His family's reputation has been tormented for a long time, and his loveless marriage is like an invisible shackle that makes him breathless. For Maxim, the innocent and kind-hearted I was an angel who descended into the world. My bright, lively appearance gave him comfort under Rebecca's torture. Fortunately, I didn't give up. When Maxim fell into a painful prison, I gently stroked his shoulder, pulled him out of the mud of reality, let him see many possibilities in the world, and reshaped his expectations for the future. and desire. It was my trust and loyalty that gave Maxime the motivation to face life bravely. Love should be loyal, it is more valuable than the illusory reputation, pure love has the ability to redeem, so that lovers can lean on each other in the vast red dust, keep each other warm, watch the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court, and the sky is full of clouds. Love has power and can cross thousands of mountains and rivers. Fortunately, in this absurd drama, I am not the only protagonist. Love has echoes. From the beginning, it was a grand two-way run.

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  • Stone 2022-03-27 09:01:04

    The rhythm is very fast, which can make people feel happy and nervous. It still feels like a big studio film similar to "Gone with the Wind" and "Blue Bridge", but Hitchcock just added his own suspense to it. The atmosphere and the result of the combination are also very good. It is not a top Hitchcock movie, but it is still a beautiful romance, but Joan Fontaine is a little too restrained in it.

  • Sven 2021-11-12 08:01:24

    B / The first two thirds of Hitchcock's sculpted figure poses are much more charming than the second third of Hitchcock who is obsessed with advancing the plot. The long mirror that narrates memories in a scene in the cabin is thrilling: a "mime" "performed" by a subconscious camera penetrates time and space.

Rebecca quotes

  • Mrs. de Winter: [opening voice-over] Last night I dreamt I went to Manderley again. It seemed to me I stood by the iron gate leading to the drive, and for a while I could not enter, for the way was barred to me. Then, like all dreamers, I was possessed of a sudden with supernatural powers and passed like a spirit through the barrier before me. The drive wound away in front of me, twisting and turning as it had always done. But as I advanced, I was aware that a change had come upon it. Nature had come into her own again, and little by little had encroached upon the drive with long, tenacious fingers. On and on wound the poor thread that had once been our drive, and finally there was Manderley. Manderley - secretive and silent. Time could not mar the perfect symmetry of those walls. Moonlight can play odd tricks upon the fancy, and suddenly it seemed to me that light came from the windows. And then a cloud came upon the moon and hovered an instant like a dark hand before a face. The illusion went with it. I looked upon a desolate shell with no whisper of the past about its staring walls. We can never go back to Manderley again. That much is certain. But sometimes, in my dreams I do go back to the strange days of my life, which began for me in the South of France.

  • Maxim de Winter: You despise me, don't you?