The Pride of Love

Pride and Prejudice (2005)

Directed by Joe Wright

Starring Keira Knightley, Matthew MacFadyen

Loving a person most ardently seems familiar yet unassuming. The language of love takes centre stage in this seemingly quiet film, yet there is nothing quiet about the feelings and emotions certain scenes evoke. I am not quite fond of Keira Knightly but she will suffice, I guess. Love which is in denial for a period of time is deafening, suffocating yet interesting. It feels as though you have entered into the cave of absolute vacuum, you could no longer hear your own heart beating against your chest, you could no longer hear the pounding of your mind, you could only sense the warmth of the breath of loneliness, you could only smell the fragrance of despair and desperate longing, you could only almost touch the deepest end of your feelings, walking along with your eyes closed. Lights flicker, waving with colours of infinite journey, the journey that you hope to end with joy and clarity. Images that imprint in your memory as dots and dots of minute particles, conjuring and converge to become the picture of love are unbelievably beautiful but absolutely real, can only mean something special to you. The slowness and gentleness of the music makes a perfect blend to the whole mood and atmosphere of the film, I most fond of. Like any love that is worth waiting, the film takes its time to unfold and transform into its full bloom, not with a spectacular ending, but a meaningful one indeed.