Merry Christmas Mr. Lawrence movie plot
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Krystal 2022-03-28 09:01:13
Sakamoto looks like a general, and Takeshi Kitano looks like an Edo civilian...
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Tressie 2022-03-27 09:01:21
I watched it a long time ago, and I remember the beauty of the immortal human nature on the cruel battlefield, and the music is also touching. I never thought that this anti-war film could be criticized and given one star. Maybe those people just hate the Japanese. The Japanese are not people first, and the Chinese are not people first. It seems that wherever you are born, you must have it. A certain political stance, kindness, yearning and equality I think are universal values, and the idea that universal human nature should precede nationality is just my self-deception. But the education I received from childhood was not like this. I believed in globalization for so many years. The world is moving towards a whole. We are in an era of peace, and everything has changed. I don’t like this world anymore. Was it really better in the past, at least now it's just a matter of hitting one star on the Internet and typing on the keyboard to make them go extinct, instead of hitting their own people on the street. I really hope for world peace, no wars, no attacks, and the world is united.
Merry Christmas Mr. Lawrence quotes
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Maj. Jack Celliers: What's your Christian name, by the way, Lawrence?
Col. John Lawrence: John.
Maj. Jack Celliers: John. John Lawrence. Good night, John Lawrence.
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Maj. Jack Celliers: [Lawrence cries out] John? What's up John?
Col. John Lawrence: I was dreaming. I was dreaming about this woman.
Maj. Jack Celliers: Christ, sounds like she cut it off.
Col. John Lawrence: I only met he twice. - - I met her only twice. Just before the fall of Singapore. The streets were just packed with people. Everybody was trying to get out. They'd all gone mad. The hotels were packed. Everybody was screaming and shouting. And there was this woman, who was - she was different from all the rest, really. She didn't seem to be frightened. I was frightened. We talked about the war and she kept saying, "Tell me the truth. What's the truth? I want to know the truth." It was a bloody silly question, really. Anyway, we arranged to have breakfast together the next morning. And would you believe it? I was whipped off. The attack had started. The Japanese landed. Anyway, I got back to the hotel a few days later and would you believe it? She was still there. She was standing in - in exactly the same place that I'd left her. It was as if she hadn't move since I walked away. Like I'd run across the street for a packet of cigarettes. I don't think I want to talk about this anymore really.