Scrisorile. Acele fragmente nemuritoare care au calatorit prin timp si spatiu, uitate odata cu o tehnologie care tinde sa lase stinse in negura vremurilor, candva cel mai frumos mijloc de a transmite idei, ganduri, sentimente, razvratiri, comploturi, impacari, despartiri si povesti triste sau fericite.
In gandurile mele a incoltit o noua idee odata cu revizionarea dragei ecranizari “Tess of the d’Urbervilles” si am realizat ca o simpla scrisoare ar fi putut schimba destinele protagonistilor.
Manata de aceasta frustrare, am inteles ca povestea nu este singulara si am decis sa fac o mica rascolire prin gandurile mele si iata ca am descoperit mai multe filme unde o scrisoare joaca un rol important. Nu ajunge la timp, nu este citita, este citita, dar nu inteleasa, nu este raspunsul asteptat sau musteste de sentimente.
Va avertizez ca daca vreti sa finalizati tot articolul va trebui sa va rezervati ceva timp pentru ca am pus si citate din scrisori, unele foarte lungi. De asemenea, scuzati unele poze care nu au tocmai calitatea dorita, dar am facut o captura pentru ca altfel nu as fi gasit momentul dorit. De asemenea mentionez ca unele scrisori au fost scurtate pentru ca as fi riscat sa plictisesc. Sper sa va placa 🙂
As vrea sa dedic articolul unui cititor fidel care asteapta cu multa nerabdare orice nebunie care rasare in capsorul meu. Sper ca stie cine e.
The story can resume. The one I had been planning on that evening walk. I can become again the man who once crossed the surrey park at dusk, in my best suit, swaggering on the promise of life. The man who, with the clarity of passion, made love to you in the library. The story can resume. I will return. Find you, love you, marry you and live without shame.
Dearest Angel, my own husband,
I promised when we parted that I would not search you out, that I would wait for your word, but it has been more than a year now, Angel, and I cling to you in a way you cannot think! I am the same woman, Angel, as you fell in love with. What was the past to me as soon as I met you? I was a dead thing altogether? When I met you, I became another woman, filled full of new life. And now you are gone, I know not where and nothing is right with the world any more. Can’t you not come to me at once, before something terrible happens? I long for one thing in Heaven or Earth or under Earth. To meet you again, my own dear. Come to me. Come to me now, and save me from what threatens me!
Your faithful, heartbroken Tess.
I don’t know who you are. Please believe. There is no way I can convince you that this is not one of their tricks. But I don’t care. I am me, and I don’t know who you are, but I love you. I have a pencil. A little one they did not find. I am a women. I hid it inside me. Perhaps I won’t be able to write again, so this is a long letter about my life. It is the only autobiography I have ever written and oh God I’m writing it on toilet paper (…) I don’t know who you are. Or whether you’re a man or a woman. I may never see you or cry with you or get drunk with you. But I love you. I hope that you escape this place. I hope that the world turns and that things get better, and that one day people have roses again. I wish I could kiss you.
- P.S.: I Love You (2007)
I dont have much time. I don’t mean literally, I mean, you’re out buying icecream and you’ll be home soon. I have a feeling this is gonna be the last letter, because there is only one thing left to tell you. It isn’t to go down memory lane or make you buy a lamp, you can take care of yourself without any help from me. It’s to tell you how much you move me, how you’ve changed me. You made me a man, by loving me Holly. And for that, I am eternally grateful, literally. If you can promise me anything, promise me that whenever you’re sad, or unsure, or you lose complete faith, that you’ll try to see yourself through my eyes. Thank you for the honor of being my wife. I’m a man with no regrets. How lucky am I. You made my life, Holly. But I’m just a chapter in yours. There’ll be more. I promise. So here it comes, the big one: Don’t be afraid to fall in love again. Watch out for that signal, when life as you know it ends.
P.S. I will always love you.
- Message in a Bottle (1999)
- Miss Poter (2006)
- Back To the Future (1985)
If my calculations are correct, you will receive this letter immediately after you saw the DeLorean struck by lightning. First, let me assure you that I am alive and well. I’ve been living happily these past eight months in the year 1885 (…) Do not, I repeat, do not attempt to come back here to get me. I am perfectly happy living in the fresh air and the wide-open spaces, and I fear that unnecessary time travel only risks further disruption of the space-time continuum. And please take care of Einstein for me. And so Marty, I now say farewell and wish you Godspeed. You’ve been a good, kind, and loyal friend to me. You’ve made a real difference in my life. I will always treasure our relationship and think on you with fond memories, warm feelings, and a special place in my heart.
Your friend in time,
“Doc” Emmett L. Brown.
I know all your secrets, Tess. I think I understand you now. You want me to come home. But I am home. Tess.
- Dear John (2010)
Two weeks together, that’s all it took. Two weeks for me to fall in love with you. Now we have one year apart. But what’s one year apart after two weeks like that together. You made me a promise, a promise I know you’ll keep. So I only want one more promise from you during this time we spend apart. Tell me everything, write it all down, John. Scribble it in a notebook, type it out, email it to me. That way, before we know it, I’ll see you soon then.
My darling Freddie,
A moment ago I knew exactly what I wanted to say to you. I have run through this letter in my mind so very often and… I wanted to compose something eloquent but… the words just don’t seem to be there. I think that’s because, this time, I… really do want to die.
I’d written a letter to the people I’d met.You might remember me. My name is Oskar Schell. I came to visit you to see if you could help me find the lock. that fit the key I thought my father had left me. You might want to know, the key wasn’t meant for me.I was disappointed, obviously(…) But I’m honestly glad it’s where it belongs. And I’m even glad to have my disappointment. Which is much better than having nothing. As much as I want him to, my dad is never coming back. And I thought I couldn’t live without him, but now I know I can. I think that would make my dad proud, which is all I ever wanted.
“What” and “If” are two words as non-threatening as words can be. But put them together side-by-side and they have the power to haunt you for the rest of your life: What if? What if? What if? I don’t know how your story ended but if what you felt then was true love, then it’s never too late. If it was true then, why wouldn’t it be true now? You need only the courage to follow your heart. I don’t know what a love like Juliet’s feels like: love to leave loved ones for, love to cross oceans for, but I’d like to believe if I ever were to feel it, that I’d have the courage to seize it. And Claire, if you didn’t, I hope one day that you will.
All my love,
- Kate and Leopold (2001)
I behaved as an imbecile last night,I animated in part by drink, in part by your beauty,and in part by my own foolish pride and for that I am profoundly sorry. Please accept as a gesture of apology, a private dinner on the roof top tonight at 8 O’Clock.
I don’t know if you remember but, we saw each other. That is, I saw you. You never told me… how beautiful you were.
- Love Letter (1999)
Do you know how much in love with you I am? Did I trip? Did I stumble – lose my balance, graze my knee, graze my heart? I know I’m in love when I see you. I know when I long to see you, I’m on fire. Not a muscle has moved. Leaves hang unruffled by any breeze. The air is still. I have fallen in love without taking a step. You are all wrong for me and I know it, but I can no longer care for my thoughts unless they are thoughts of you. When I am close to you, I feel your hair brush my cheek when it does not. I look away from you sometimes, then I look back. When I tie my shoes, when I peel an orange, when I drive my car, when I lie down each night without you.
I remain yours.
I wanted to say that what happened last night was beautiful… though, a case of bad timing. And who knows what might happen in the future. Love from your confused and wretched friend,
- The Notebook (2004)
My Dearest Allie,
I couldn’t sleep last night because I know that it’s over between us. I’m not bitter any more, because I know that what we had was real. And if in some distant place in the future we see each other in our new lives, I’ll smile at you with joy and remember how we spent the summer beneath the trees, learning from each other and growing in love. The best love is the kind that awakens the soul and makes us reach for more, that plants a fire in our hearts and brings peace to our minds, and that’s what you’ve given me. That’s what I hope to give to you forever. I love you. I’ll be seeing you.
- Possession (2002)
I know that you are more than aware of my name, but I find you must see it in print one last time. It has been made known to me that your husband is near to death, so I have writ down, for his eyes only, some things. I find I cannot say what things and have sealed the letter. If you wish to read it, it is in your hands, though I must hope that he will see it first and decide. I have done great harm, though I meant none to you.
- The Shawshank Redemption (1994)
If you’re reading this, you’ve gotten out. And if you’ve come this far, maybe you’re willing to come a little further. You remember the name of the town, don’t you? I could use a good man to help me get my project on wheels. I’ll keep an eye out for you and the chessboard ready. Remember, Red. Hope is a good thing, maybe the best of things, and no good thing ever dies. I will be hoping that this letter finds you, and finds you well.
Your friend, Andy.
Oh, my Dear Friend,
My heart was trembling as I walked into the post office, and there you were, lying in Box 237. I took you out of your envelope and read you, read you right there…
- The Fault In Our Stars (2014)
Mr. Van Houten,
I’m a good person but a shitty writer. You’re a shitty person but a good writer. I think we’d make a good team. I don’t wanna ask you for any favors, but, if you have the time (and from what I saw you have plenty) please fix this for me. It’s a eulogy for Hazel. She asked me to write one and I’m trying, I- I just.. I could use a little flair. See, the thing is, we all wanna be remembered.
But Hazel’s different. Hazel knows the truth. She didn’t want a million admirers, she just wanted one. And she got it. Maybe she wasn’t loved widely, but she was loved deeply. And isn’t that more than most of us get?
When Hazel was sick, I knew I was dying, but I didn’t wanna say so. She was in the ICU when I snuck in for 10 minutes and I sat with her before I got caught. Her eyes were closed, her skin pale, but her hands were still her hands. Still warm and her nails were painted this dark blue-black color and I just held them. And I willed myself to imagine a world without us, and what a worthless world that would be.
She is so beautiful. You don’t get tired of looking at her. You never worry if she’s smarter than you cause you know she is. She’s funny without ever being mean.
I love her. God, I love her. I am so lucky to love her, Van Houten. You don’t get to choose if you get hurt in this world, but you do have a say in who hurts you. And I like my choices. I hope she likes hers.
Okay, Hazel Grace?”
- Safe Haven (2010)
To the woman my husband loves.
If you’re reading this, then it must be true, he loves you without a shadow of a doubt or else he wouldn’t have given this to you. I can only hope that you feel the same way about him that he does about you. But I wanted to write you a letter because I wanted you to know one very very important thing: I’m so glad he’s found you. I only wish I could be there somehow to meet you, and maybe in someways I am. Outside of my husband and my two beautiful children, you are the most important person in the world to me because I am gone and they are yours now. You need to take care of them; make them laugh, hold them when they cry, stand up for them, and teach them wrong from right. The thought of you it gives me hope. Hope that Alex remembers what it feels like to be young and in love, hope that Josh finds someone to fish with again, hope that Lexie has someone there to help her on her wedding day. I hope that one day my family is whole again. And most of all hope that somehow I’m there with all of you, watching over all of you.