Two days ago, I suddenly remembered it and read it again. Still fascinated by the pictures, music, and starring. The brightness and tenderness of the south are as beautiful as oil paintings. The gloom and bleakness of the north indicates the coldness and cruelty of the industrial age. I have to say that the visual experience of this film is a great artistic enjoyment. The workers who work numbly on the assembly line are expressionless, and the fluffy cotton wool is like the heroine who accidentally visited. It looks a little abrupt, but it's so seamless. It's just that even with such a gloomy and dilapidated picture, I have to say that the whole drama is too fairy tale, especially the ending, so that the whole drama floats like cotton wool at the end. In the context of the industrial age, the contradictions between factory owners and workers, the contradictions between the nobles and the lower classes, are like being wrapped in a piece of cotton wool, unable to touch the hard truth. The workers' strike was described as a farce that never ended. The factory owner is portrayed as a principled, affectionate "gentleman". It is true that we should throw away stereotypes when portraying characters, but it is undeniable that the "original sin" brought about by class cannot be eliminated. There is no reflection on the identity of the heroine, which makes me lack evidence of the female protagonist's mental journey that will eventually fall in love with him. In the end, the heroine got a huge inheritance, and "just right" rescued the crisis of the hero. This is really powerless to complain... It can only be said that this is still an "unreal" love novel based on "high society"
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