my father and mother

Kitty 2022-03-04 08:01:38

Raymond Briggs is a well-known British illustrator, known by the British as "Santa Claus" and "Christmas King", probably because of his paintings. What I know of him in my heart is "the Snowman". It is no exaggeration to say that every Christmas time, the TV station will show snowman series. I didn't know until I watched "London Family" that the old man turned 84 this year, and it has been a full 90 years since 1928 when his parents met in the movie. The film is based on the author's illustrated book published in 1998. There is basically no drama in the film, and it just tells the story of his parents lightly, from 1928 to 1971. In the 1920s, a row house in Wimbledon in London was sold for less than 900 pounds, people still spent ginis, and the milkman was a very Stable job, having kids and staying at home. The parents are just regular British working class, they go through good times and hard times together. Although my father doesn't make a lot of money, he is ingenious and does all the handicraft chores at home. My mother is diligent and thrifty. In his drawing book, Raymond pinned his deep nostalgia for his parents and his memories of the past. Can't seem to remember my father saying I love you to my mother in the movie, but after my mother died in 1971, my father went with it. Raymond's schizophrenic wife Jean, mentioned in the film, also died of leukemia in 1973. At the end of the film, there is a photo of Ryamond's parents. The two of them look like very old-fashioned British people, and they are very happy in the photo. In the past, the sun has become slow, horses, and mail are slow. A lifetime is only enough to love one person

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Ethel & Ernest quotes

  • Ethel Briggs: I could have married a deep-sea diver.

    Ernest Briggs: Well, why didn't ya?

    Ethel Briggs: Because I didn't love him.

  • [first lines]

    Raymond Briggs: [voice over] There was nothing extraordinary about my Mum and Dad, nothing dramatic, no divorce or anything, but they were my parents and I wanted to remember them by doing a picture book. It's a bit odd really, having a book about my parents up there in the best seller list among all the football heroes and cookbooks. They'd be proud of that, I suppose, or rather probably embarrassed too. I'd imagine they'd say, "It wasn't like that," or, "How can you talk about that?" Well, I have, and this is their story.