After watching "Rodin's Lover", such a name is not necessary at all, Camille Claudel is just fine.
In fact, Camille spent her whole life getting rid of the shadow caused by Rodin and wanted to become an independent artist.
Love is a terrible thing, it can make a person, it can also destroy.
Rodin was lucky to meet Camille, who inspired his creative passion and inspired him.
The same goes for Camille. I don't believe she would have lived a better and more accomplished life without meeting Rodin.
Perhaps that kind of encounter and acquaintance made her artistic pursuit, but it ruined her life and left her ups and downs in pain.
But only such destruction can give her happiness. Probably she would rather be gradually destroyed in despair like this.
When she left him to meet again, he let her choose. She said: Are you willing to leave her? you love me, right?
He blames how she can be jealous of an old relationship, saying that his feelings for that woman are not the same as theirs.
They are natural rebels, of the same kind. When she was with him, she wanted to enjoy the tranquility, forget everything, and devote herself to creating.
In fact, I have always believed that this is the ultimate love, the soul figured out, there is a tacit understanding, and the rest can be ignored.
But she said: You are dreaming, Rodin. You are dreaming tender dreams in an ivory tower. We are a pair of wandering souls in the wilderness.
He believes that love comes in many ways. He didn't want to drive her away, he was her only support.
Maybe it's a man's job. But how to take care of love?
He said: So far, I don't want to be troubled by feelings anymore, and I don't want to be devastated by love again. I have had enough.
In fact, there is nothing wrong with them. Don't measure and demand them with secular notions. That would be too tacky.
Artists can only keep forgetting the beauty they once loved, and if they use the word "failed", they will be desecrated.
The film seems to have damaged Rodin's image a bit by showing Camille's passion for love and art.
I read a book before saying that some of Rodin's works might be Camille's at all. This might be quite possible.
In the movie, Camille is always suspicious, afraid of Rodin copying herself, she thinks Rodin is jealous of her.
Rodin believes that all of Camille's creative ideas come from him, she does not have herself.
When Camille said that Rodin was jealous of her, he was shocked: Jealous? I? I sculpt life, not death. You resent life, pursue pain, indulge in pain, and create pain. I call myself a victim of love and compare myself to a martyr, but you leave me.
Camille thinks: What you have done to me is of no benefit to me. You took everything from me, youth, creation.
This movie could have been made better, but in order to show Camille's affection and achievement, Rodin was consciously belittled.
In fact, it is meaningless to show Rodin's emotional cowardice, but instead makes him an ordinary person bound by morality.
I would rather he be a ruthless person than refuse to be with Camille because of his responsibility to another woman.
Then both of their achievements should be highlighted to show how important they are to each other.
When they reunited, Rodin was furious when he saw her work, which he thought would make people laugh at their relationship.
After he left, Camille said to the statue: It's not you, you are wrong, you are the sculptor Rodin, not a sculpture. You should know that the old woman who passed away is me, the girl who is getting older is me, and the man is me, I gave him all the pain, exchanged emptiness with him, that is my three incarnations , intertwined with the three incarnations of emptiness.
Unfortunately, she was still misunderstood by Rodin. He was too proud, even when he affirmed his talent.
Probably only her brother understood her true grief. He said: My sister is the mystery that the light hides.
But even so, he didn't help her when she was in a strange mood, he just felt that he embarrassed and humiliated him.
The truth is that cruel, you can't have all the luck. The talent bestowed on her by God could not save her bad luck.
Where can love take people? What is it to give and what to deprive?
At first, her eyes were filled with a persistent and longing look. Later, her face gradually lost the tenderness and beauty of a girl.
Even the voice became rough. In the end, it is inevitable that there will be a little despair, suspicion, and conjecture, but there is still the same madness.
It's not clear whether it was Rodin's madness or art. Perhaps, love is just the way of art.
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