Well, I watched Tristin and Isolde with my girlfriend yesterday, I rarely review movies but this was just a very odd one that took me off guard. I already saw a review of this film on here, but it was mainly a complaint of more lust than love, but there was more to it than that.
Now, lust and love: my girlfriend intelligently pointed out to me that it is much, much easier to film the physical side of love than the less tangible sides. Although I do believe sex is best left for marriage, it isn't bad, it's a beautiful, natural expression of true love. Yes, it's often used inappropriatly for selfish reasons, but not always. So lust is an easy way to express love in movies, although I have to admit Tristin and Isolde's "love" formed really quick, and more or less the only "hints" we had leading up to it was Isolde ogling Tristins man-flesh as he romped in water, oh yeah and some poetry or something in there too. Either way, that was pretty hashed in there.
Isolde showed admirable traits in the beginning, and pretty much only in the beginning. She healed Tristin back to health, okay, good for her, but then she suggested betraying both of their countries and running off together, because she was being selfish and couldn't look beyond their love for the better good. Ohhh, strike 1.
Tristin, an innocent, he really didn't know what was in store for him. He was just so innocently dying and suddenly a love-starved Irish woman heals him and has sex with him. Well, okay, good for him. But she also proceeds to ruin his life, yes he was mostly to blame because he should've stopped being an EMOHEAD and gotten over her, he shouldn't have snuck off and had flings with her, he shouldn't have "secretly betrothed" her with an organic wedding ring, he was just very very stupid about the whole thing.
Mark, the only character which was noble through the entire thing. All he ever did was love Isolde madly, he was honorable, loving, and just a wonderful character.
Ultimatly Tristin wisened up, chose duty and allegience over love, but of course, the female got in the way and messed things up and he barely managed to redeem himself, but luckily for him he got to die. So the only one who never managed to do anything honorable and redeem themselves was Isolde, whom was apparently a character we were supposed to like and feel sorry for and stuff, I just found her frightening. Or as my girlfriend pointed out: She's Yoko Ono.
Love is a wonderful thing, it is indeed, but responsability and duty are infiinitly more important. When the two combine it's great, but if they collide, sadly, love has to take the back burner. It's sad, but emotions do not a leader make, and a tight reign on ones emotions is extremely valuable for duty.
Wow, that was choppy and hackenyed, I apologize, I'm not quite myself right now.
Of course, the sensible leader is objective. It has been empirically proven that those leaders who lead best lead with reason over pathos. But there comes a point for each person where emotion triumphs and more visceral thoughts evolve. That's when most leaders fail.
Look to Bush. Not to berate him, but often it seems that he leads with his heart/beliefs rather then objective principles. Then, he seeks to cover this up by applying some crude objectivity onto his predispositions. It doesn't work though.
Girlfriends can be very bad :( very very bad, that is why I no longer have one :D
You shouldn't be so affected by a medieval story. In love, it's better to let everything flow, without thinking too much.
Love without thought = disaster
you need to think about love before you just jump and in lovve someone
You all seem very wise, and beyond my years... but my-oh-my.. I never thought love such an impossible concept. I personally, have never been one graced with the feeling of love.. but isn't it rumoured to be something of.. euphoric? I would think ones thoughts would be rather jumbled in that state.. rather than very clear. I'm probably just a childish little girl, who seeks some fairytale-istic love and lifestyle... but I never suspected there would be such a big love-bashing party out there.
There is indeed a euphoria surrounding love which I title: "The fuzzies" I myself am madly in love with a beautiful young lady named Jessica whom I have every intention of marrying someday; however, these feelings are quite dangerous and not what true love is about, when the "fuzzies" fade is generally when break-ups occur, love is sticking together after the euphoria and realizing that duty, honor, and other things have to come before love.
That movie was really confusing. And I agree, they did fall in love rather fast.