"Die of love" is the biggest thing I remember when I was young. When I grow up, I'll see someone die of love and I'll just laugh at it. Maybe I will say "Is that stupid".
Everyone knows what love is, but no one seems to know.
It's also a super glamorous black and white film with a beautiful composition and rugged love.
In just an hour and a half, this film about love that lasts more than ten years is so riveting and worth watching.
The story begins in Poland in 1949, when the capitalist camp and the socialist camp had just started the Cold War after World War II.
Zura (Euanna Kulik), a girl from a bad background, joins the orchestra in a natural voice.
The person who saw it at first glance was Victor (Thomas Cotter), conductor of the orchestra.
Two people who know music well are together, their love is romantic and ordinary.
But their backgrounds are different, and their personalities are different too.
Zura was on the socialist side, and Victor wanted capitalism.
When Victor learns that Zura has been ordered to report every move to his head, he angrily decides to leave Poland for France.
He made an appointment with Zula about a time and place, but Zula didn't come, and the two parted ways.
Then, they reunited and parted ways in Berlin, Yugoslavia and Paris.
Two people have their own lives, their respective lovers, but every time they meet, they still love each other and die.
Jealousy and fighting are commonplace, personality differences are still there, discomfort comes along, and people just walk away.
Arriving in Paris, Victor defeated Zura, and Zura returned to Poland the next day.
Victor wants to come back, but now he's a complete stranger. He's not from Paris or Poland.
When he finally returned to Poland, he waited several years in prison.
Zura and her husband tried to get Victor out, but his hands were no longer playing the piano, and people were no longer young.
Zura is still the most watched person singing on stage, and the one who asked Victor to take him away after he threw up.
Their love is still hot, senseless, and willful.
In the end they decide to live together forever and they go to get married in a lonely place.
There are no witnesses, no relatives or friends, only tattered ruins and candles that bear witness to their love, and love.
In the final subtitle "Dedicated to My Parents", it is said that the film is derived from the story of the director's parents, and the names of the heroes and heroines are the same as their parents.
All stories are sharper at the moment, however, such love is almost non-existent now.
In this era everything is fast paced, even if there are no insurmountable factors like the Cold War, there must be something else. Time and money have become benchmarks for measuring love.
The love between Zura and Victor, if left to this point, might as well become one of the usual stories.
After all, it was normal for them to separate within a few days after being together, because there was no end, this relationship was so beautiful.
Regret makes people feel sad and remember.
