As in many romantic films, so in Makebel, a boy meets a girl and in no time they fall in love with each other. Films and fictions are representations of real life with the dull parts erased and so Makbel and Belaynesh are swept into the joys and ecstasies of first love. They burn in the fires of spring and find no characteristic flaws in each other as lovers are wont to do.
When the film begins, one of the roses that form the title word bends its head kind of sadly and sheds a big drop of tear into a pool of water which ripples with the impact.
Makbel's ideas about expressing love in fresh ways every time seems to target the audience rather than the girl who is listening to him. Keeping the expressions fresh, as exemplified by Makbel's actions, seems easy for moneyed people only because his methods are mostly expensive.
Although it was somehow comforting to see Belaynesh's eventual happiness years later in marriage, the mood of sadness which oppressed most viewers seems to have lingered in their hearts and hovered over their heads like a dark cloud.
When the film begins, one of the roses that form the title word bends its head kind of sadly and sheds a big drop of tear into a pool of water which ripples with the impact.
Makbel's ideas about expressing love in fresh ways every time seems to target the audience rather than the girl who is listening to him. Keeping the expressions fresh, as exemplified by Makbel's actions, seems easy for moneyed people only because his methods are mostly expensive.
Although it was somehow comforting to see Belaynesh's eventual happiness years later in marriage, the mood of sadness which oppressed most viewers seems to have lingered in their hearts and hovered over their heads like a dark cloud.
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