Love, Loss and the BBC

Sure, it's sentimental, but Casanova did make me cry my eyes out at the end of it - it was sad! I mean, constantly striving for love and the one person you want and never getting there... it's sad. But the show was fantastic (review here).

And it made me think about a lot of things in regards to love and relationships.

Strangely enough, it never seemed like Casanova was using the people he slept with - there was a lot of care combined with his seductions. Of course, his heart was already taken with Henriette, although he never ended up with her. He was constantly chasing and searching and being sought.

So how long do you wait for love, and when do you say to yourself that it's time to give up and moving on? Hmmm... Quickly? After they marry and you are jailed? After you are forced to constantly be on the move? After you turn 70? Never?

His advice was to never lose your heart (meaning never fall in love), but when you refuse to lose your heart, do you ultimately lose it in another way? (potentially becoming cold and heartless?)

Maybe we should chase love and happiness, but then what if we never get it, in much the same way as Casanova never ended up with what he ultimately wanted and who he ultimately loved?

When do we get to the point where we say that perhaps we should settle for what we get? Sometimes dreams are unrealistic. You probably won't end up with a yacht, mansion and Porche in the garage. A Holden might be the best it ever gets to, along with a yearly holiday up the Gold Coast.

Hmmm.

"Man is free, but not if he doesn't believe it." - Guiacomo Casanova