Some memories can never be escaped

Rylee 2022-04-21 09:02:29

Because it is long and heavy, I waited until this gloomy, unwilling afternoon to watch this film based on the Russian writer Pasternak's 1958 Nobel Prize-winning work.

He and she were two people who had never met on a tram. They passed by each other, unaware that the parallel lines of life would meet in an earth-shattering manner under the mockery of fate; After the years of ups and downs, life and death, they formed a soul mate of spiritual harmony, and the trajectory of life returned to two parallel lines again, passing by again, he screamed, ran, fell, and said goodbye.

I don't support their love, because it's too unfair to Donia; but I can't ignore the shocking things they have experienced as individuals in the years of war and social unrest in the name of the people forever, Cruel and unreasonable.

The White Guards or the Red Guards are nothing but soldiers; the bourgeoisie or the proletariat are nothing but a crowd. Seeing the scenes in the movie that coincide with our not-so-distant history, I know that some memories can never be escaped.

It was supposed to be more famous, but it lost to The Sound of Music at the Oscars that year. But this in no way affects the fact that it is a monumental work reflecting on the destiny of nations and individuals.

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Extended Reading
  • Christy 2022-04-24 07:01:14

    Americans really don't make Soviet-Russian films

  • Andrew 2022-03-27 09:01:09

    Victims of the ups and downs of history

Doctor Zhivago quotes

  • Pasha: I used to admire your poetry.

    Zhivago: Thank you.

    Pasha: I shouldn't admire it now. I should find it absurdly personal. Don't you agree? Feelings, insights, affections... it's suddenly trivial now. You don't agree; you're wrong. The personal life is dead in Russia. History has killed it. I can see why you might hate me.

    Zhivago: I hate everything you say, but not enough to kill you for it.

  • Pasha: The private life is dead - for a man with any manhood.

    Zhivago: I saw some of your 'manhood' on the way at a place called Minsk.

    Pasha: They were selling horses to the Whites.

    Zhivago: It seems you've burnt the wrong village.

    Pasha: They always say that, and what does it matter? A village betrays us, a village is burned. The point's made.

    Zhivago: Your point - their village.