《明亮的星》英文影评文档资料.docVIP

《明亮的星》英文影评文档资料 《明亮的星》英文影评 John Keats wasn#39;t meekly posing as a Romantic poet. He was the real thing, and the last born of the group that also included Blake, Wordsworth, Coleridge, Byron and Shelley. He died at 25 and remains forever young. The great and only love of his life was Fanny Brawne, the daughter of his landlady. He lived with his friend, Charles Brown, and she with her mother, sister and brother in the two halves of a Hampstead cottage so small, it gives meaning to the phrase living in each other#39;s pockets. Their love was grand and poetic and -- apart from some sweet kisses -- platonic, for he had neither the means nor the health to propose marriage, and they were not moved to violate the moral code of what was not yet quite the Victorian era. Jane Campion#39;s beautiful, wistful film Bright Star shows them frozen in courtship, like the young man Keats wrote about in Ode on a Grecian Urn: the youth who is immortalized forever in pursuit of a maid he is destined never to catch. He could have been writing about himself and Fanny: Bold Lover, never, never canst thou kiss, Though winning near the goal -- yet, do not grieve; She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss, For ever wilt thou love, and she be fair! It is almost as if they were spiritually inflamed by their doomed love. She was not shy but she was proper, and he loved her, but perhaps he had some difficulty in thinking of her as physical. When his younger brother Tom died and his own health began to fail, he immortalized his loss of that which he had never possessed. (From his deathbed in Italy, however, he did indeed write his friend Brown that he wished he had had her when he had a chance.) Dr. Johnson observed to Mr. Boswell, Marriage, sir, is a state with few pleasures. Chastity, with none. Yet Keats and Fanny seemed quite pleased enough. I have visited Keats House many times and I can tell you it is shocking small. The dividing wall between the two households was knocked out