But all the movies that I've seen more than twice, except for those I didn't understand the first time, are mostly romantic and touching, or I like the actor who plays the male lead. To my surprise, The Reader doesn't account for any of those reasons for rewatching. And it is precisely it that is about to equal the number of times I have watched the 97BBC version of "Pride and Prejudice".
No matter how many professional film critics there are, I still think this is a love story. The 15-year-old boy fell ill on the way home from school and met Hannah, 36, by chance. She helped him, and when he recovered, she came to thank him. After that, they started an intimate relationship that no outsiders could know about.
She's a bus conductor, he's just a high school student. Hannah was so enthusiastic about his reading to her that she even asked him to read aloud before they had sex during a meeting. Following the boy's emotional reading, Hannah listened to another world with her ears.
The teenager sold precious stamps and went out on a bike ride with her. At the entrance of the small hotel in the suburbs, the proprietress mistakenly thought they were mother and son, and the boy smiled and kissed Hannah on the mouth in front of the proprietress.
Every time they quarrel, the young man bows his head first and admits his mistake. The young man stood in the dilapidated corridor, his lips moved, and the tears in his eyes rolled back and forth. Finally, he returned to the room and said to Hannah, "I'm sorry." At
this moment, my heart also ached, just like Ning What Ning said: "The reason why I lower my posture in front of you is not because I abuse myself, but because I respect you and also value 'love'." He really loves her, so he has that kind of Will and energy to be able to deliver himself to her.
Once, after their argument, she came to apologize first. The corners of the boy's mouth rose slightly, and this slight change could satisfy him. However, she disappeared suddenly, until many years later, when he entered the university to study law, he met her who was on trial during a court hearing.
She is a prisoner and is about to be sentenced for war crimes. In court trials again and again, the teenager finally discovered her secret - she was illiterate. Hannah felt ashamed and could do anything without revealing her illiterate status, including admitting more serious charges in court and serving up to 20 years in prison.
After the trial, the teenager wanted to visit her in the detention center and persuade her to tell her the secret, so that Hannah's crime could be mitigated. But in the end, they still did not meet. He kept the secret for her.
He knew how embarrassing that fact was for her. He knew how much she feared the secret would be leaked, and he respected her fear. Perhaps, he also doesn't know how to face her, how to face the terrible history she participated in, how to face her who he loves?
The adult teenager experienced a failed marriage. In the old house, he dug out the old tape recorder and read books to Hannah in prison again. The tapes and books he sent her taught her to read and write. She wrote to him asking him to send some romantic books.
Twenty years passed quickly, Hannah was about to be released, and he got a call from prison officials to visit her. Maybe she really fell in love with him at this time, or maybe she just needed him and hoped to live together after she was released from prison.
And at this time, she needed him more than he needed her. He had mixed feelings for her, he was the only one who could be responsible for her, but he didn't know how to deal with the weight of this life.
She tried to shake his hand, but he pulled back. At this moment, Hannah understood the man in front of her, the man she still called "the child" at this time. He gave her a great gift, but he wouldn't continue to love her or even take care of her.
Hannah understood, but it was devastating for her. She sees no hope of being released from prison. In the end, she put the books borrowed from the library, a local, on the table, stepped on it, and hanged herself.
Hannah is finally freed, and teenage life goes on. For the chaotic feelings of his youth, he gave his life's ability to love. I remember a scene where his daughter said, "As a child, I always thought your silence was my fault."
The teenager said: "Silly boy, this has nothing to do with you, it's my problem."
There is a small difference between the film and the original at the end. The end of the movie is that the teenager took his daughter to Hannah's cemetery, trying to put the backlog in the cemetery. The secret in my heart for many years to tell my daughter. The film ends here, as if confided, and the soul is redeemed.
And I prefer the design of the original book. The teenager came to the cemetery alone, looked at Hannah's name on the tombstone, stood quietly, and said nothing.
Their stories, he didn't need to tell anyone. All his words should be told to her. And what he didn't have the chance to say to her, and he didn't want to say it to others.
I know that as a movie watcher, I really didn't understand the deep meaning of this movie. I only know to love a person, it doesn't mean that if he gets better or better, or if I get better and better, we will love each other, or even more and more.
It's not like that, to love someone is to love him only because he is him. Love can take all the past together. I have also considered, is my love too keen on self-fantasy?
But, I hope you will understand that maybe my love, for now, is not what you expect it to be. However, it is not our Auschwitz.
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