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"Bright Star" - Movie review


"Bright star" is more of an epic poem that is evocative of John Keats, although it is misunderstood as a biography of the poet. In his last days, poet Keats is put up at a cottage that is surrounded with beautiful gardens around it. And, in it, is a rather lonely girl, in her twenties and is fond of sewing.

Movie is a lucid play of fractured emotions playing out on the characters until such time that the plump looking Fanny falls for Keats while his friend feels neglected. The closer fanny gets to Keats, more strained the friendship becomes. All the locations are strewn with blissful springtime flowers; a scene in which fanny sits up in the middle of the garden full of blue flowers is at once enchanting. Towards the end though, it is all too melancholic; keats has to leave, for he is not salaried and is terribly ill. Fanny's reaction to the news of Keats' death is one of the best scenes in the movie.

Although it’s a poignant tale of love, the mood of the time wraps around your senses tightly into a feathery bosom of cold winter evening with the fog that never settles and in the midst of all this, is a poetic love story of a poet presented ever more poetically.

So pleasant is the whole movie that you almost forget the gripping tale, except for the spiking moments of great acting. There is detail in the movie, for instance, mostly fanny is accompanied by her sister and a young boy, and an air of enigma is created around his presence; he is shown very matured and understanding for his age.

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