The hero and heroine can be described as the pinnacle of European beauty. I have never seen a man better-looking than Alandron, nor a woman better-looking than Monica Viti. So these two movies were actually quite disastrous for me. I was either attracted by the face of the goddess or the face of the male god: For example, I did not pay attention to what lines he said when I watched the style of the male god's eyes and brows. It wasn't until the last few minutes that there were no leading actors and actresses, and it was considered that I found the feeling of Director An in this movie.
The plot is actually quite powerful. The rich and idle middle and upper class heroes and heroines accidentally met on the stock exchange, so they made an appointment. In terms of the temperament and looks of these two people, they are suitable for ambassador parties, indoor recitals, etc., but it was the stock exchange in the 1960s. Everyone was shouting loudly. On the phone, scrolling the numbers on the screen will cause someone to go bankrupt, and the air is filled with money and greed, making it even more beautiful and artistic. The two took a walk in the high-tech development zone a few times and felt pretty good. Then the male lead took the female lead back to the mansion and finally got married. Then the two got closer together. The male lead felt that the woman was good and he wanted to get married. The Lord was lost. The two broke up unhappily, but decided to continue the appointment.
The whole story can be described as ordinary to the extreme of daily life, without extreme drama, but the shining beauty of the hero and heroine always attracts the audience's attention, and it will not look down at all. On the contrary, I think that if these two people choose not so good-looking, it may make the audience concentrate on the plot and improve the quality of the movie.
Speaking of my feelings, this movie always reminds me that it was taken on the night of a year ago. Witty and the married Mastroianni fell in love at first sight at the party, and the sparks of the two of them could be seen through the screen. Mastroianni is a writer (my brain supplement is for political economy because he later published a book called the end of capitalism or something), Witty is his fan (also a literary novel), so the spirit of the two There was an intersection early on. The decisive kiss between the two was accidentally seen by Mastroianni's wife, Jane Monroe, who naturally had mixed feelings. In the movie, Livetti said to Jane Monroe to the effect that "I like him, and he likes me, but it's nothing more than that. Even if we are together, it's the same thing. It's nothing more than getting bored again after two or three years, so I am too lazy to start." At the end of the movie, they went back to their homes, and a group of people who were too tired to love had to cry on the lawn.
Then I opened the brain hole of Angelopoulos again. The true ending of the film is that Maschuani’s book is a big seller, and there is the backing of the Witty’s chaebol, Maschuani Jin The physical and political circles have done quite a bit. But one day he felt that this was a shit day, so the world disappeared and went to Greece as a smuggler to sell potatoes. Jane Monroe still loves him and finds Greece all the way with the help of private detectives. Witty continued to live an empty, lonely, and cold life as a rich daughter, changing boyfriends one by one, and then one day suddenly disappeared strangely, and the play ended.
Alas, each of the love trilogy is very sad. Cherish life, don't watch it together.
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