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The first film I watched at the Beijing Film Festival this year was the long feature film "On Chesil Beach" produced by the BBC and directed by stage director Dominic Cooke, which was adapted from the novel of the same name by Ian McEwan (representative: "Atonement").
In the 1960s, in the rustic sand and stone seaside (the east coast of England is such a depressing coast), Florence and Edward were in a honeymoon hotel on their wedding day. Their cowardly conversations and awkward intimacy begin to intersperse colorful recollections of love. The pictures and music are always full of the beauty of all kinds of platonic love, each time convincing the audience that they are love at first sight, a match made in heaven, and respect for each other. Lovers who make each other's life full and happy. So they seem clumsy, but the closer they get...
After that, the sudden change of the plot is a sigh, and the ending is a sentimental D major in row C, row 9, 40 years later.
I really like the director's delicate brushwork, which can transplant some of the author's poetic language into the language of the film. Saoirse's acting, including her exemplary accent, is refreshing, with a "Brooklyn"-like melancholy temperament, but with the restraint of a Kochi family art major. The Dunkirk male protagonist is slightly immature but also roughly in line with the character.
Rafting on the river, green grass in the countryside, gentleman's cricket, Oxford's Bridge of Sighs, the British college wind permeates it.
The soundtracks are Haydn, Schubert, Mozart, Bach, Elger, and naturally the British national treasure, Benjamin Britten, is mentioned in the movie. The view of the sea is very similar to the suffolk I used to go to for consulting projects.
At the end of the film, the violin played, a sigh, two tears, and applause.
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