After reading it, my mood was really heavy. On the way back, I sat in the seat by the window and stared out the window quietly.
After I got home without saying a word, I really wanted to write something about it, but I found that I couldn't start- — The whole movie is so integrated, it’s hard to say what the plot is. It is more like a realistic (although some details are still slightly different from the real) battlefield documentary. From the perspective of a narrator, in a three-dimensional way, it tells us the tragic arrangement on the Soviet-German battlefield in 1941. Battle of the Fortress.
The version released in mainland China is still 118 minutes long after the deletion, but this is the longest and shortest 118 minutes I have felt in so many years
. Stumps, charred corpses... The piercing roar, the swooping sound of fighter jets, the whistling of bullets, the endless mournful cries for help, the mournful sobbing, the hoarse roar... Those desperate and determined eyes... everything Everything was unbearable for me, and I had no choice, either to hide my face and cry, or to leave halfway
. So fascinatedly staring at this tormented curtain, listening to the sound of the flesh and blood gunfire, and under the guidance of the director and narrator, I walked into this smoke-filled World War II battlefield that spanned more than half a century. As a fellow of all those who died or survived in the war, I truly felt the heartache of the ravaged homeland, the fall of the city defense, the broken family, and the piercing despair of being isolated and helpless until I ran out of ammunition and food. There are collapsed buildings, broken rubble, bomb craters after bombing... devastated everywhere. In the face of this shocking death and sadness in front of me, I could never find any other way to disguise my blank mind except for the same desperate sigh. I didn't take my eyes off the screen for a second, until the finale music played and the end credits came up, and it was like a lifetime ago that I realized that I was two hours later.
I think I will never forget the faces of those people for eternity. Those withered hair dyed gray with debris and cannon fodder, those bloodshot eyes and deep red eye sockets after days and nights of fighting, those looking for a mixture of mud, blood, tears and festering wounds There was less than one intact face, those lips that were thirsty and swollen to give the wounded a drink of scarce water, those tattered military uniforms soaked in blood and sweat and faded, those scarred and charred arms, still tight. With the machine gun in our arms...
we will die without surrendering.
These sturdy Russian tough guys, without reinforcements, stood guard from the early morning of June 22 to the end of June. Less than 8,000 soldiers in the entire fortress blocked the German army, which was far more than ten times their strength, until the end of June. A happy
time without war and a day of peace are naturally what everyone yearns for
. Once the war starts, fighting to the last drop of blood and dying for the country will be our only choice. We have no choice.
2012.03.20 07GG
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