In the quiet and beautiful English countryside, two old women.
The image of "old maid" is not uncommon in literary works, but it should be the British female writers who can give them equal attention, and even admire and admire them. Miss Marple of Agatha Christie is an example. The movie "Girls Waiting for Love" directly focuses on the two "old maids". At the beginning of the movie, they are too old to hide the traces of time, walking on the beach, sitting by the fireplace and listening to the radio to pass the time , life is calm and monotonous, like a calm lake. If Andrea had not appeared, perhaps they would have grown old quietly, like flowers withering in the autumn sunset, obediently and silently accepting the fate that will eventually wither. However, no if.
Andrea, a foreign youth who arrived from the other side of the sea. His appearance itself is like a fairy tale. When Janet carefully turned over his body, the young and handsome face was deeply attracted to them. He is handsome, beautiful, talented, with childlike innocence and shyness, all of which are enough to impress women. Yet for Janet and Ursula, he also had a deadliest weapon - his youth. Youth has always been the favorite topic of the film, but it has never been so rich and moving, especially through two pairs of twilight eyes, its beauty is irresistible.
The two sisters were inevitably attracted to this young man, and their lives became rich and busy: adding new dishes for dinner, buying Andrea's new clothes, teaching him English, cutting his hair, listening to him pull The violin... The scene where the sisters take Andrea to the beach for a swim is so heartwarming, Andrea runs to the sea in their late father's swimsuit, the sun shines on his clean skin, what is he to them at this moment? ? Is it a memory of my father? Longing for a lover? Or caring for your son? Perhaps, even they themselves could not explain their feelings for this young man. They were attracted by him, and they couldn't help but offer their appreciation, care and warmth, as natural as flowers adore the sun.
For Ursula, Andrea is love. Compared to Janet's prudence and forbearance, Ursula is more like a young girl who has never experienced the world. She likes flowers, rejoices in the morning sun, and she has never experienced love. She is like a budding flower bud that was accidentally forgotten in the corner by time, so she retains that longing and innocence. Love needs an opportunity, but the love in the heart has not withered, but has become an undetected desire with the growth of time. When Andrea appeared on the beach like a mermaid, she was as stunned and absent-minded as a girl when she first met someone she liked. She put a daisy on the tray, she put a note on her chest and taught him to pronounce his name, she quarreled with her sister and was jealous, she secretly picked up a strand of hair he cut, and she involuntarily ran to the dark night The room stared at his sleeping face. She was in love with him purely and naively, and when these shy and reckless actions came from an aging woman, the contrast seemed ridiculous and cruel. "It's not fair," Ursula said after Andrea lashed out at her. What's the unfairness? Was it Andrea's intentional or unintentional neglect of her, or was it a mischievous fate that made her meet the person in her life, but at the moment when she withered like a flower?
Perhaps they knew from the start that they would lose. People who have youth are always persistently longing for the distance, eager to get rid of the shackles and pursue their dreams. And the nest they built with warmth and care was nothing but a safe haven for Andrea, the drowning man, when he was injured. As soon as his injury improved, he dragged his limping leg around the beach and inquired about ships bound for the United States. Even without Olga, without Danilov, without admirable violin skills, Andrea would still leave. After all, what could he give to the two old sisters? Gratitude, trust, and perhaps a little sympathy and compassion. His life is too young, how can he be content to spend a peaceful but dull time with two people who are in love with each other for a long time? So despite being grateful for the thoughtfulness and caring of the two old men, he was still fascinated by Olga's enthusiasm and unrestrainedness. The distance between Andrea and the old man inevitably widened, eventually leading to parting - that hurried and cruel parting made me resentful for a long time, although there was a realistic interface, although Andrea sent back the portrait later, But that resolute choice still hurts my heart—perhaps, he really doesn't belong to them. He is like a wounded seagull, who once gave them a happy, sweet and sentimental time, but finally returns to the sea.
When they heard from him, they invited the whole village to listen to the radio broadcast of his concert, and took the train to London (one of the rarest outings in their lives, perhaps?). The filming of the concert was very clever. The focus of the camera was always on Andrea, who was playing attentively, and then slowly slid across the intoxicated faces of the audience, only to freeze for a short while on the faces of the two sisters. This is their story with him. In their story, he is just passing by; in his story, they are just bystanders. Even if you are nostalgic, what can you do?
So Ursula, the Ursula who had loved, finally chose to leave peacefully. No more stops needed, his life was not here, but in that wider place, among those recitals, barons and new loves. And she who has loved her has no regrets in her life.
At the end of the film, the two sisters are walking on the beach leaning against each other again. Life is like a quiet river. After experiencing many scenery, it flows calmly to the next turning point.
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