it's such a gut-wrenching lovestory and i love campion. i cried a little (couldn't cry much back then) when i first saw it. the subtle glints of autonomy and feminism that campion tries to sprinkle in are very much her. the beautiful writing of keats that display the excess love is what pulls me in every time. the acting by everyone but i am enraptured in this love story that i never finish the end when i re-watch.
Image: restrained lyricism: “Production of emotion determined by a resistance to emotion” (Bresson), i.e. a Protestant aesthetic. Sound: encompassing but *resolutely* sensual (the calculated dry susurrus of hand brushing reeds) The Keatsian quest: An invitation to emotion by suspension (Aufhebung) of resistance: an “easeful Death”, negative capability, sensual (CONTD in comments)