After more than half a year, I finally sat in front of the big screen again, feeling a lot of emotions and mixed feelings. After the theater opened, I didn't go to the movies right away, until "1917" came. Feeding mosquitoes in the theater by the way, it shouldn't have to eat for two days. TAT
I don't know much about "1917", just know that it was famous for its long shots, and it was a strong contender for the best picture of the Oscar at that time. The whole viewing process was very impressive and shocking. This kind of subject matter is so appropriate and timely at such a moment.
At first glance, the title of "1917" seems to describe an epic and grand war scene, but the story is actually very simple, so simple that it can be described in one sentence: During World War I, two soldiers were ordered to cross the enemy's territory to the front line to pass through. Important information. Although it is only a story from one afternoon to the dawn of another day, it is as long as a year. The director selected a small but extremely important event in the First World War as an aspect, showing that even a seemingly ordinary step in the war was very difficult and difficult.
There are no repeated scenes in the film, and it always moves forward. The "pseudo-long shot" created by the director brings the audience to the scene and feels everything "in person". I have discussed in the news about long shots before, why is it a long shot? The long lens presents the picture with a more objective perspective, and the real power can be felt at all times in the immersive experience, especially in war-themed movies, which is even more shocking.
When Sco and Blake crossed the German army, the flies lingering horse fell to the ground, the countless corpses were climbing rats, the bones made people shudder, and the wet and muddy road made walking more difficult. During the crossing, I encountered many cut down cherry trees. Blake talked about the types of cherry trees. In fact, there are many kinds of cherry trees, but people often mistakenly think that there is only one kind. At that moment, the two teenagers shuttled among the fallen cherry trees in full bloom, with a poetic magnificence .
The two wanted to save the Germans who had been burned by the fire. They were just in time when Sko was to collect water for the wounded, but Blake was stabbed by the Germans. Blake passed away in the arms of his comrades-in-arms, how great life is, how fragile life is. The power of a war movie is that it often makes people feel powerless. Everything is so tough but fragile. But fragility does not lie in itself, but the lethality of war is too strong, no matter how indomitable things. All may be annihilated in an instant, and fleeting.
When Sco was drifting in the river, there were slices of cherry blossoms falling from the sky, but beside the river were corpses swollen by the water. Sakura is an image representing beauty. It is a comfort to the soul. Beauty under cruelty is particularly beautiful, ordinary and extravagant. There is another scene where Sco is running on the battlefield of exchange of fire. White and yellow wildflowers are scattered on the grass. Artillery fires ruthlessly raging on humans and also impacts on wildflowers. The tiny but beautiful wildflowers are in sharp contrast with the powerful and relentless artillery fire, and hope and despair are intertwined on the battlefield.
Follow the footsteps of the protagonist, go forward, and keep going, the road is not smooth. Wars are always brutal, and history is always tortuous. Every time I watch a war movie, I will sigh: It's really a turbulent age. The war obliterated humanity but highlighted humanity. Blake was killed by the German salvation army, and Sco’s love and affection when he met a baby... "1917" gave me the feeling of being enveloped by a dark cloud, a low cloud is about to erupt, like raindrops. The bomb fell vertically, and people had nowhere to escape. In the face of disasters, human power is so small but so persistent. War should not be forgotten, and all courage is worthy of being thanked and commemorated.
I admire Sko’s courage to cross the German front by himself, and admire his decisiveness in exchanging his medal for wine. War is a rich and colorful stroke in history. There is no such thing as victory. It is not just the advancement of the Shroud of Horse Leather, but also the mutual watch and belief in the future between people. These are the moving things under the tyrannical weapon. .
Just as the verse of Edward Lear recited in "1917":
They sailed on the sea with a sieve,
Riding on the sieve, they set out for a long voyage:
Although their friends pointed,
In the winter morning, in the storm,
They took the sieve and set sail resolutely!
The sieve keeps spinning on the sea,
Everyone yelled, "You will lose your lives!"
They responded loudly, "Our sieve is not big,
But we turned a blind eye! We don't care!
Riding on the sieve, we set out for a long voyage! "
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