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Pek çok masala gönderme yapmaya çalışılmış ama hepsi tirt. Bir erkek tarafından yazıldığı zaten belliydi. Kız sürekli düştü canını yaktı bu film için değer miydi? Ama film sardı keyifliydi. Şükrü aşırı yakışıklıydı. Yine de filmde çok kürt vibesi vardi. Hangi kürt yazdı bunu dedim durdum film bittiği an creditlerde gördüğüm isim:
Neyse ki kendi oynamamış.
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Sürekli İzmir tü kaka/ hayır İzmir rahat ve meleksi insanlarla dolu atışması vardı. Duygu geçmedi dert yok sadece kız güzel erkek yakışıklı.
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Evliliğin lafını bile duyunca 3 damarı tıkanan biriyim ben.
-Çok cozy ve comfort movie adayı. Burcu Özberk aşırı seksi ve güzel bir kadın. Salyalarım aka aka izledim. Karakteri de biraz close to home yani giving me hope
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Cadı 2024
Hüseyin Rahmi'nin kitabindan uyarlanmış. Hüseyin Rahmi'nin feminist gözlemlerini rephrase etmisler gozardi etmemisler. Cekimler ve sanat yonetimi çok iyi. Furkan andic karakterden çok genc o yüzden uymamis 40 kusura yaşındayım ve nemrut olmaliydi ama 33 yaşında bir bal.
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-Bu dünyada iki şey olmayacaksın kızım; biçare sabi sübyan, öbürü de kadın.
-Aşk bu dünyaya ait bir duygu değil, bir lanettir. Zaman, ilk heyecanın ateşini söndürdüğünde bizi birbirimize bağlayan şeyin kutsal bir aşk değil de yaralarımız olduğu ortaya çıkar. Ne var ki yaralarımıza şükretmek gerekir. Bize neyin hakikat neyin sahte olduğunu ancak yaralarımız söyleyebilir. Tek bir şartla... Onlarla konuşma cesaretini gösterdiğimizde.
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Thea slumped against his chest, face buried in the crook of his neck. He held her there, fingers woven into her hair. “How d-do you think it will end?” he asked.
“I think Benedict and Irena have earned their happy ever after,” she whispered.
“Me too,” Gavin said. He kissed her hair. “I think we have too.”
Thea felt her throat thicken. They had almost lost this. They had almost lost each other. She rose on her elbow to gaze down at him. “Know what I think?”
“Tell me.”
“I like our happy ending best.”
Gavin’s voice was tired as he read to her. They’d read every night since Atlanta. Just a different book.
Irena, wait!”
Benedict raced after his wife. The shocked gasps and stares of the members of the ton who were so eager to shun her now couldn’t tear their eyes away from the drama playing out before them.
Benedict stalked across the ballroom.
Irena whipped around. “My Lord, don’t do this.”
“Don’t do what? Admit in front of the entire world that I love you?”
More gasps greeted his words.
Benedict stalked toward her, wrapped an arm around her waist, and—
Gavin stopped. “Should he kiss her or ask permission?”
Thea hmm’d. “At this point, I think a sneak-attack kiss is good. This is his grand gesture, and that’s the best part.”
Gavin kissed her nose. “Agree.”
and wrapped an arm around her waist. “I’m here to propose to my wife.”
And then he kissed her. In front of everyone. The gossips tittered. The young women swooned. Irena swayed on her feet and into him.
“I love you,” he breathed into her mouth. “I married you because I love you. You have changed me as a man. You have made me a better man.”
Gavin looked down at Thea. “I can relate to that.”
Thea lifted her lips and kissed him. Her lips lingered and nudged his as her hands drifted lower on his body.
Gavin smiled. “Are we d-done reading?”
“Mmm.”
“Sorry we can’t stay, Dan. We have our happy ending to live.” Gavin scooped Thea in his arms. “Ready, my love?”
Thea traced a line down his jaw. “I’m at your mercy, my lord.”
“Damn you, Gavin,” Thea said. “ I was going to do the grand gesture.”
Then she grabbed his lapels, yanked him forward, and kissed him. Oh, how she kissed him. She kissed him with her hands in his hair, her heart on her sleeve. She kissed him as she spoke. “I was going to go to New York.” Kiss. “I was going to find you.” Bigger kiss. “I was going to walk in and tell you . . .” Deeper kiss. “I love you.”
Gavin cupped her face and pulled back. “Say it again.”
“I love you, Gavin. I love you. And I’m so sorry. You were right about me. I was scared and stupid.”
“So was I.”
“We’ll probably be scared and stupid again at some point.”
“But we’ll get through it,” he vowed.
Mack cleared his throat. “Speed this up. They’re almost done with their vows.” Right. He wasn’t done. Grand gesture wasn’t over. Gavin dropped to one knee and took Thea’s hand.
“What are you doing?” Thea laughed.
“I didn’t get a chance to do this right before, so I’m doing it now. Thea Scott, will you marry me?”
“Right now?”
“Yes. Right now. We’re in a church.” Thea laughed as Gavin stood. “Russian,” he panted. “Come here.”
“His name is Russian?”
“My name is Vlad. Sorry about your bathroom.”
“So you guys . . . you’re the bromance book club?” Thea said.
Mack nodded slowly, then quickly. “I like that. The Bromance Book Club.”
“Just do it,” Gavin said. He took Thea’s hands and faced her.
“Repeat after me,” Vlad said, unfolding the paper Gavin had given him. “I, Gavin Scott—” “I, Gavin Scott.” There was applause inside the church.
“Promise you, Thea Scott.”
“Promise you, Thea Scott.” Music blared. Shit. Gavin tore the paper from Vlad’s hands and repeated it by memory. “Promise you, Thea Scott, to always tell you how I feel. To read to you every night. To cherish your body—”
Mack and Del covered their ears. “Not in front of the children!”
Gavin tugged her close and whispered the rest in her ear. “And to never forget that love—”
“Is enough,” Thea breathed.
Benedict blinked. Coughed. Tugged on his coat. “I—I will have our coach brought around.”
“You mistake me, my lord. I’m going to the country.”
No. Dear God, no. “Irena, please.”
“I cannot heal a festering wound that you refuse to acknowledge, Benedict, nor will I allow myself to be blamed for it.”
“I haven’t asked you to do either.”
“You may visit when you feel you are ready for an heir, and we can negotiate the terms of—” her voice caught—“of procreation. But I can’t do this.”
“Irena, please. I love you.”
“I thought you’d learned at least that much, my lord. Love isn’t enough.”
“Oh, yeah.” Gavin turned back to the flight attendant and conjured his sternest game face. “Let me off this plane. I have to go marry my wife.”
“What are you doing?” she whispered.
“The one thing that scares me the most,” he said, walking to his dresser. “The thing I swore I’d never be able to do, w-which means it’s the thing I absolutely have to do.” He pulled a stack of clothes from the top drawer and carried them back to the bed. “I’m leaving you.”
“Of course you are,” Thea snapped, but the venom of her voice was just a cover for the way her heart was breaking. “Because that’s what you do. You leave.”
Gavin didn’t take the bait. He calmly zipped his suitcase and hefted it off the bed. “No, I don’t. That’s your father. And I am not your father.”
“Gavin . . .” The beseeching tone was hers now.
He paused in the doorway but wouldn’t look at her. “Backstory is everything, Thea. Dig into yours. Maybe then we’ll have a chance.”
“And I’m the kind of baseball wife who put her own goddamn dreams on hold for three years so I could support my husband’s career and try to fit in with the likes of you, but that is a mistake I am finally fixing. And the only reason you actually hate me is because you don’t have the guts to do the same. You’d rather lash out, blame other people. But no one broke up you and Jake but you.”
She spun on her heel but then stopped and came back for one last comment.
“And for your information, yes, Gavin stutters in bed. And it’s fucking beautiful.”
A bubble of laughter burst forth from her chest, as uplifting as it was unexpected. Benedict met her eyes with a surprised gaze. “Are you laughing at me?”
“I’m sorry,” Irena said, holding her fingers to her lips. “I just . . . that is an image I will never forget.”
“Be careful, my dear. Your laughter is such a welcome sound, I may be driven to homicide yet.”
“How very romantic.”
“I did say I would do anything to prove my love.”
Thea let out another annoyed breath. “Are you going to pick up where we left off?” Gavin made an mmm noise. “I think maybe we should start over.”
