Love Is Still There
Sophie Marceau has always been my favorite actress. There is something special in her eyes—they are misty but sharp. You cannot look at them for long; otherwise your heart could melt. In the movie Firelight , she was gorgeous and determined. It was not a perfect story, but I loved it because of Sophie Marceau. In order to save her father, the governess, played by Sophie, had an affair with a man to get £500. In return, she had to conceive and bear a baby for that man, whose wife was in vegetative state. She was asked to stay away from the child, but she couldn’t forget it, even after six years. She became a governess in that man’s home and they fell in love again. The plot was predictable and cliché, but Sophia’s interpretation was intriguing.
In the scene where she makes love with the man for the first time, her shapely body and cold eyes struck me. She didn’t enjoy it because she was doing it for money. However, when they fell in love with each other later, I could feel the strong bond of love between them, even if they just held hands for a short moment in a stairwell. My heart beat fast at that moment.
I prefer secret intimacy to erotic scenes— because love can be felt in every gentle touch. Stealing is exciting at any time, let alone the stealing of love.
I am really into the 18th- century UK period aesthetic. I love the heavy fog, cold air, and the way the women dressed. The tight tops elongates the wearer’s body visually. The costume at that time is deadly beautiful.