Lovin' it

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Almost one year later, in some night, the review of this movie had plucked my heart. Tears betrayed me once and again.

Always the typically impeccable English gentleman, Justin tendered his small pot plants more than patiently. He was sensitive, tasteful, and with noble integrity of course. Everything would grow into an ideal ending but for the encounter with Tessa. Should we just piece all dispersed pearls together sequentially to restore the whole story from the begging, before moving on, it turned out that everything between J and T was pushed forward by Tessa. The first time they met, the invitation to coffee time which eventually turning into bedtime, and the proposal of marriage.

Tessa was courageous on not only domestic matters, she was even more compassionate to the outer world, other than the delicate garden around her house,

Justin, on the other hand, was comparably selfish and more self-protect than protective of Tessa. Put aside the instance that he made fun of Tessa's actual proposal of marriage, which was the reflection of his discrete attitude of his owning living style being broken into, Justin had always the doubt Tessa and Arnold shared something behind him, but he had never summoned the courage to ask. Justin was stuck where his gentleman's guideline taught him,

I would like to blame him not for he didn't trust her; that is understandable jealousy. On the gathering, he didn't deliver at least a sentence of concerns over what had happened to her or showed some kinetic hints of console. Maybe we can still blame this on his emblematic tentative and considerate manner. Upon Tessa's unfortunate abortion, we still had no clue why he hardly showed his hidden interest of why the tragedy happened to his wife. On occasions he did open his mouth, what did he articulate? "I can only protect you. " Therefore, on the stand of Tessa, as the audience, we shared Tessa's somewhat sad feelings.

This is why Tessa had assumed the misunderstanding too, and thought Justin should be protected in his own garden and prohibited from the unknowingly dangerous jungle she was desperate to trespassing into. Even if she was such a passionate being, ready to share everything with the one she adored, she chose not to confide on him, because she loved the way he were, would never place him into an unsafe or even unpleasant position,

It was when Justin returned to Tessa's house in London, looking into familiar settings indoors, with his cheeks against the icy glass door, that his long-suppressed and tangled love and pain had first and finally burst out in the open at the same tempo of the heavy rain, And the unspeakable regret and remorse must have gripped his heart out. He loved her his way, therefore he wasted a lifetime to crawl back to her side.

But, besides love, what is set as the background of the movie has touched me. Not that I am too eager to grasp the chance to ruin this here. It is unbearably miserable.

In Sudan, that little girl assistant jumped determinedly out of the airplane, which was the only way out of the death island, even though just a minute ago, among blind shower of bullets, she had waited in the bush for Justin and the pharmacist for the precious time. The understanding of the little girl had amazed me why it is so hard to reach the hand of help.

It sounds ridiculously sad why people in the world keep worrying about petite when some of our human beings are at the same time under the threat of death. Consuming these people is so unforgivable, and at least we start from not taking advantage of them in any insidiously cruel way, as showed in the movie.