Jane Campion on Bright Star

[@lorrainemonaco4216]

Bright Star changed my life in November 2010, it breathed love of life into me, the very essence of love came out of me as I read Keat’s poems, it was like I never knew what love was supposed to be until I’d read his poems

[@josephhuether1184]

A phenomenal movie. To each his own, but IMO it is the most intense and emotionally affecting depiction of “courtly love” ever captured in film. You see traces of this in other movies but in Bright Star, Campion patiently takes you step by step through an emotional journey that runs to a red hot state in which you can truly visit the minds of both characters. Infatuation, flirtation, longing, deep emotional connection…it’s all there.

[@arbresistance]

You can feel that she has passion for the subject of her films, you can feel that she loves actors and respects their craft, you can feel she has the humility to always remain at the service of the story. There too often directors who use their subjects, use the actors, use the technology with main purpose to serve their ego and show how crafted they are. I cannot watch those films. Jane Campion's films, I could watch them over and over again. She moves me deeply.

[@Chaninees]

I actually bought John Keats complete poems after watching this movie. I listen day to day Ben Whishaw's reading of Ode to a Nightingale... thanks Jane, for making this movie so vivid, alive! Thanks to you I discovered I have a lot in common with Mr Keats :-)

[@arbresistance]

“I think that the romantic impulse is in all of us and that sometimes we live it for a short time, but it's not part of a sensible way of living. It's a heroic path and it generally ends dangerously. I treasure it in the sense that I believe it's a path of great courage.” Jane Campion

[@eytonshalomsandiego]

loved this film...

[@gennieann9]

Often Bright Star feels like the most beautiful movie I´ve ever seen. And if not - among the top three - the other one would certainly be René Clement´s Forbidden Games (Les Jeux interdits) from 1952 - same sort of breathtakingly innocent freshness and poetic sadness. But the third one.... which movie would that one be ...?

[@user-zd5od1ne2r]

Джейн Кемпион лучшая!!!!👏👏👏👍👍👍

[@xyPERSON]

It is an ATROCITY that such a talented poet as John Keats struggled every day of his brief life and could only attain posthumous fame, where as no-talent hacks like The Kardashians are given constant, undeserved attention. I guess that says a lot about our society.

[@FunnyFany]

You know, as much as deep down I agree with this sentiment, I feel like it shouldn't be regarded as a sort of competition. I mean, it isn't like there can only be so many famous people around at a certain given time, and it isn't as though not achieving mainstream media at youth (or at all, for that matter) equals failure. Vincent Van Gogh also achieved fame posthumously (unfortunately after he succumbed to mental illness), and he's still one of the most influential artists out there. Conversely, most celebrities like the Kardashians owe their fame to simply having the money to buy it, and will likely be forgotten in a few years. My point is, mediocrity rewards immediately, but most true talent eventually becomes timeless. (anyway, sorry for replying to your five-year old comment!)

[@theleafsprungjeeper]

A love so strong, with sacrifices many for both John and his true love,Fanny Among the greatest poets now, in his lifetime,his successes weren’t any Of all the poems that he published, while he lived ,few would care Often left without a penny His only coat too worn for wear A gentle soul in every sense An honest man with no pretence Now,his work is taught in schools His poetry,now, needs no defence

[@nikau.c]

My dad is related to jane campion

[@annwags]

I second Tigerbos! Thank you for this!

[@theleafsprungjeeper]

OF FANNY BRAWNE With impassioned breathing she looked over the grounds and even shouted his name but he was lost forever never to be found Which tree did he sit under? Where was the nightingale? Alas, she would never again sing! For, Keats had died across the sea shortly after he gave her the ring Love can be such a merciless thing It possesses you, unannounced and you cease to acknowledge anything else, from within or around Still, restlessly, must drift Fanny's tormented soul in that English village, the place his poems had eventually crowned Those moments still exist on those quiet nights, when you feel his odes in nature's soothing sounds

[@The63blue]

jane campion is just throwing great writers around name checking bright star awful film made by a colonal who doesnt understand great english litreature