Hawking’s love brings the unique dullness and weirdness of science and engineering men, but he does not dance at the ball, but he is very good at using his obscure theoretical knowledge to convey his strong love, and then Jane is in a slightly ambiguous chat. Overwhelmed by it, and finally bravely faced Hawking's sudden illness-Lou Gehrig's disease-guarding him for nearly 30 years. As a man, I can’t help but sympathize with Hawking’s illness, and I envy him even more when he meets such a lovely and great wife. This is the greatest fortune in his unfortunate life.
At the beginning of the film, I always thought that the story was about Hawking’s life, but after watching it, I realized that it was his wife Jane who could really hold up the film’s inner meaning: Without her sacrificial true feelings, there would be no way to be moved. If it were not for her to endure intolerable pain, love would become a utopian fabrication. The film tells not so much about Hawking's hardship and success in most of his life, as it is the history of Jane's love gradually moving towards exhaustion of youth. However, this unbearableness is not mixed with the slightest regret. Jane is still fully committed to this love, but her weak and strong body and mind have exhausted her best. From her fading tired face, what I see is that she is difficult. She was tired and full of apologies. It can be said that her love for Hawking was not false for a moment, even though she was unwilling to give up, she was finally exhausted. As far as I am concerned, this sincere and moving thing does not lie in her perseverance, but also in her frank surrender. Because of giving up, their love has an approachable charm, instead of always letting love triumph over reason in romantic narratives for no reason.
I think that love that is extremely rendered is just a story, and love that is natural and human is more real. When Jane told Hawking bitterly that I did my best, "I really loved you", I think she also said what Hawking had buried for a long time, although he could not do without her, and did not want her to leave. He left, but I believe that Hawking, deep in my heart, has long understood that he should no longer possess her, and should no longer waste the great youth of a loved one, but let her go and let her get the sweetness that she should have long ago. And happiness.
Seeing this, I can't help asking myself, we often label love too many virtues. It seems that only loyalty can be called invincible. However, how much love in reality can get rid of the flow of emotion, and how much does not hide too much helplessness and bitterness? In fact, treating each other frankly is not a relief, nor is it a sublimation of love. In the end, when Hawking and Jane walked out of Buckingham Palace hand in hand, how many people could replace and surpass that everlasting emotion? Realistic love may be exhausted, but the sincere content is like the stars of the universe, which will last forever. Perhaps this is the everlasting theory of everything!
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