When a Man Loves a Woman

I made a mistake, my usual one. I decided to want to know critics's thought about this movie, one of my fav, so I read what some of them wrote about it in their reviews. And, again as usual, I disagreed. If there's something I can't stand it's to read that a movie is quite good but not enough to be considered a great one, to be placed into the Olympus. Why? Who is at the decision of which movies deserve it and what movies don't, who has marked the thin boundary-line between the concept of deservings and undeservings? Anyway, I wont say anything else about banal film rating and said that, I'm here to write about a movie that, to me, according to which are my feelings and nothing else, is a great one indeed.
When we see a movie, when we read a book, when we listen to a song and we going on thinking about over and over again, it's a sign that it found a way into our heart, an indelible one, and to me this is the only thing that can really say if we're talking about something great or not. Nothing as that is actually a subjective issue and not an objective one.
"The notebook" by Nick Cassavetes, based on the namesake book by Nicholas Sparks, is a great work with a great director and great actors, a great story and a great Love. Or better still, here we feel like "behind every great love is a great story", as the tagline introduces us the movie itself.
There's something in this love, something which remains to us and that we jealously hedge in, there are two simple souls becoming heroes in their struggle against time, against life and its sorrows such as a heartless disease; they're winner too, because they takes over pain with the only strength of what left to them: their unique, precious, unbelievable feeling. There's magic, there's like a spell in this old-time narration, but there's no just emotion, there's more: there's a lesson for everyone to learn. It's a lesson of hope, faith, feeling, care, strength of someone who does have nothing anymore but each others to belong to, to make the journeys of life and death together, side by side. There are lives entirely lived, enjoyed and consumed to the backbone by passion, desires, dreams; there are a man and a woman here taking care of each others before themselves, two ones who were just meant to be.
This is what love is, the only kind that really exist, that's how it's possible to make it last forever, challenge chance, to go beyond time and space borders.
It's a love that makes of you a better person, a love that, when there is, there is nothing else: "I am nothing special; just a common man with common thoughts, and I've led a common life. There are no monuments dedicated to me and my name will soon be forgotten. But in one respect I have succeeded as gloriously as anyone who's ever lived: I've loved another with all my heart and soul; and to me, this has always been enough.", Noah, one of the protagonists, said. Because that's what life is all about: to feel, to breathe, to want, to love, to protect and respect someone else with whom you become a single person, because when you choose that someone for the rest of your life you choose "him" before "yourself", because you already know, from the very beginning, that now your life is made for two and not for one anymore; because you know that without your one you'll be however forced going on to live, and you will do it, but you will just not want to.
Because when all this happens you even start believing in miracles when you didn't, you become the most generous person when, before, you were just a common, humanely selfish man. Because when "two" becomes "one" it doesn't matter how many troubles there can be, to fight will always be better than give in and leave your feeling fade away; because when two becomes one and you realize that you're almost loosing the love of your life you're overwhelming by fear and you feel like your heart's been completely ripped out.
That's why Allie and Noah's story is such a precious and fragile miracle: it impress itself, leaving a scar in your heart, as only a meaningful life, a meaningful love can do.

"The power of love, a force from above cleaning my soul, flame on burn desire, love with tongues of fire, purge the soul, make love your goal."