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Tyshawn 2022-02-02 08:13:07
April nights for the tin drum
The adults in the eyes of three-year-old children, how do they perform the farce of life? What color will the world in the eyes of a three-year-old be? The cruelty and helplessness of reality, maybe as adults who have experienced ups and downs in life, we have already learned how to accept reality,...
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Lynn 2022-02-02 08:13:07
Danzig's past
The film is adapted from the novel of the same name by Nobel Prize winner Günter Glass - one of the Danzig trilogy - "The Tin Drum".
Danzig. Gdansk, now known as Gdansk, is a port city in Poland. Located on the Baltic Sea coast. It has historically been the site of a dispute between Germany and...
Otto Sander
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Caitlyn 2022-03-20 09:03:07
The symbols are a bit complicated, but they are still relatively easy-to-understand historical metaphors: two fathers, one in Germany and the other in Poland, screaming and drumming are messing with the world, and refusing to grow up is also a survival strategy - if this is the only step, Mo Yan and even Yan Lianke can do it arrive. Also talked about some personal things, such as choice and growth, but not much. That East Prussian muddy smell emanates from Grimm's fairy tales.
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Yasmin 2022-03-16 09:01:09
I am very worried about the mental health of young actors
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Bebra: My dear Oskar, trust an experienced colleague. Our kind must never sit in the audience. Our kind must perform and run the show, or the others will run *us*. The others are coming. They will occupy the fairgrounds, they will stage torchlight parades, build rostrums, fill the rostrums, and from those rostrums preach our destruction.
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Oskar Matzerath: There once was a drummer. His name was Oskar. He lost his poor mama, who had eat to much fish. There was once a credulous people... who believed in Santa Claus. But Santa Claus was really... the gas man! There was once a toy merchant. His name was Sigismund Markus... and he sold tin drums lacquered red and white. There was once a drummer. His name was Oskar. There was once a toy merchant... whose name was Markus... and he took all the toys in the world away with him.
