Today, after watching Ang Lee's new film "Billy Lynn's Halftime War", I thought of giving a good review of the old film "All Quiet on the Western Front". In the past century, technology has advanced to an unparalleled level, but in contrast to the ideology and authenticity, it is a war movie, but it stands out. The former is at most scratching its head (although Director Ang Lee is also a director I respect very much), while the latter is the peerless elegance, especially after reading the original. Remark's description of death in the book is in-depth step by step: Paul and the others went to see their classmates, and the flesh on the face of the dying person collapsed, his face was sallow, as if his mouth and nose were finally breathing out; After the bombing, Paul opened his eyes and saw a mutilated hand; even the neighing of the horse after the injury was like a ghost crying and wolf howling, which was unbearable. . . In the film, through the boots of the dead passing over the feet of one soldier after another, the picture flashes back and forth, first a contented face, then the boots in a forceful walk, then another, Same look, same walk. There is no bloody picture, but it makes people feel that the footsteps of death are always behind. The most heart-wrenching thing is that Paul would rather return to the battlefield than face those hypocritical people in his hometown. People don't know about war, they don't want to know about it, they just want to talk about it and add a little color to their boring lives. Only Paul, in the face of such a cruel war, still loves that which is worthy of love, the truth in the smoke, or even just a butterfly. Final shot: Butterfly on the muzzle, and Paul's twitching hand as he dies. Although it is a black and white film, it is better than countless gorgeous, as if the blood has coagulated, from scarlet to dark red, until it turns black, and then dims. . .
End it with Blowing in the wind by BOB DYLAN:
How many roads must a man walk down
Before they call him a man
How many seas must a white dove sail Fly over a few big seas
Before she sleeps in the sand
How many times must the cannon balls fly
Before they're forever banned
The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind
The answer is blowing in the wind How
many years must a mountain exist
before it is washed to the sea
How many years can some people exist How many years
before they're allowed to be free
How many times can a man turn his head
and pretend that he just doesn't see
the answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind
The answer is blowing in the wind
how many times must a man look up
before he can see the sky
How many ears must one man have
Before he can hear people cry
How many deaths will it take
Till he knows that too many people have died The answer
, my friend, is blowing in the
wind
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