red dancing shoes in drama

Lyla 2022-03-26 09:01:13

Two men with personality flaws, and a woman with a weak will. Lermontov has a strong desire for control, does not understand love and is extremely squeamish; Julian is selfish and regards art as a child's play; and the poor heroine, who loves both love and ballet career, is in two maddened. Under the coercion of the man's two phases, he finally ended his life. Art is great, and love is also great. If one of the two is willing to put down his posture a little and be considerate, there will be no final tragedy, but Peggy's death is not entirely attributable to others - if the inner direction is enough Clearly, no one can stop it.

This film is more like a ballet documentary to me. The backwardness of ballet technology in the middle of the last century compared with the present is really obvious here. The ballet repertoire chosen in the film is also interesting - Giselle, Swan Lake, Coppélia, these tragic ending ballets allude to the heroine's final fragrant fall; the play in the red shoes reminds me of the play Manon in POB La Traviata, a double-line hint, a bleak ending; Peggy's death Afterwards, the red shoes continued to perform, very much like Pavlova recalling her "death of the swan" after her death. The spotlight followed the phantom of her dancing in the past with the music. The beauty who was filled with flowers and applause wherever she went has passed away and will not come back.

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  • Roy 2022-03-24 09:03:35

    The.Red.Shoes.1948.720p.BluRay.x264-CiNEFiLE Revisited @CFA on Sept 25th, 2020

  • Clement 2022-03-27 09:01:20

    Bravo! What a great expressionist masterpiece! Lementov is just the Red Shoes, but he is still so charming...

The Red Shoes quotes

  • Julian Craster: Vicky?

    Victoria Page: Julian, I love you!

    Julian Craster: But you love that more.

  • Julian Craster: One day when I'm old, I want some lovely young girl to say to me, "Tell me, where in your long life, Mr. Craster, were you most happy?" And I shall say, 'Well, my dear, I never knew the exact place. It was somewhere on the Mediterranean. I was with Victoria Page." "What?" she will say. "Do you mean the famous dancer?" I will nod. "Yes, my dear, I do. Then she was quite young, comparatively unspoiled. We were, I remember, very much in love."