The peaceful, pure and poetic "childhood life" in the general sense is expressed in the form of a dream. Characters slide quickly (but incoherently) through the surrounding environment, and the sound of dripping water is particularly obvious in the quiet space. This is where Tarkovsky excels. Ivan and his mother looked into the depths of the well together. In the torrential rain, he and his sister were speeding in a cart full of apples. The horses on the beach lowered their heads to eat the scattered apples. It made people almost think that these scenes had escaped. The galloping time lasts forever in tranquility. But when he woke up from his dream and got along with He Lin and others, he was reluctant to accept care like Bing Ling, and there was only a desire to fight in his heart. He Lin has love, misses his mother, expectations for life after the war, and fears when performing tasks, but Ivan has none. It seems that he is a "little monster" full of hatred created by war and destroyed with it. After his childhood was cut off by the guillotine of war, he was buried with all the people in the death camp. Ivan's warmth had lost its ability to regenerate before it could fully grow. Create the execution imagination, choose the space and objects where everything has ended, the handwriting (call sign) left by the people who have passed away on the wall, the lights jumping on people's faces in the dark, the face that has lost its expression in extreme fear, and fill the entire space. The voice of the human voice, pulling away from the most unbearable things to make the fear lose its edge. The roster of those children at Wolfenstein is a myriad of black holes in the collective joy of victory. The footage of Ivan arranging shoelaces in front of the fire before his mission is extremely pure. Walking slowly from the water, looking back at the two young officers, the dim river in the early winter is about to snow, and the bright incendiary bombs in the distance fall into the water from the sky. The aspect of war has an indescribable mystery. It also seemed to be the only way Ivan could go.
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