This movie, when it won the Oscar for Best Foreign Language Film 11 years ago, I knew that I had a general understanding of the plot, but I had no chance to see it. Five or six years ago, my classmate recommended to me, saying that the father in the film is an out-and-out "man". At that time, I had no urge to put the DVD in the bag or download it with a "little pipe" as soon as possible. . This film is in a state where I can see it at any time. At least 3 years ago, it was transferred from the previous notebook to the mobile hard drive, and from the mobile hard drive to the current notebook. Although I deleted many other movies that were not bad when the hard disk space was extremely distressed, I didn’t even have the urge to watch it, or in other words, I never felt that I was ready to enjoy this classic. .
Therefore, there is a fate between people and movies. When I was a father for nearly 2 years, on a Sunday afternoon, during the nearly 4 hours of my son’s sound sleep, in the living room of my house, I put my notebook on my lap and finished watching this film.
It's a comedy, but I don't laugh much from start to finish. Like most people, tears have blurred his eyes when he saw the son and mother embracing each other at the end.
But when the German soldiers escorted Guido to a quiet place to execute the sentence, tears began when the expectation that "Guido could be wise, rebel against the guest, and create miracles" after the gunshots, the German soldiers staggered in the camera and shattered. Unexpectedly-after reading "Schindler's List", I never believe that there will be miracles in this situation. Therefore, it is absolutely impossible for me to stop in front of Joshua in front of Joshua in a tank. His father is gone.
At first, Guido gave me a bad impression, lying, boasting, and greedy for petty gains. But his dedication to love, his dexterity, and his luck have allowed me to gradually give him extra points.
Since entering the concentration camp, the courage and wisdom that this father has exploded has made me a father and subconsciously substituting myself into the film. I am deeply impressed, and I can’t help asking myself, how far is I from a qualified father?
Do I have the mind to weave "beautiful" lies under my precarious situation to minimize my son's fear and harm to his young soul? ——I guess not. I might just admit my fate. Everyone is like this. What can I do? Other kids are like this, so what can you do?
I have the courage to rush to the German officer's side when I don't know anything about German, and make my son believe that all this is just a game? ——I guess not. Before I figure out the situation, I might choose to be a listener to let people who really understand German come forward. I'm afraid I don't dare to accept the consequences if I am discovered that I don't understand German. So, in this way, son, you can only live in fear and despair all day long.
I have the wisdom and confidence to allow my son to mix with German children and enjoy a good meal while dispelling the doubt that the other children are gone, and when my son is almost exposed because he is talking, will I be wise to overcome danger? ——Presumably not. After the other old people and children are reduced to ashes, my son can be temporarily saved. I must be thankful. I am afraid to avoid the Germans. How can I dare to let the children go deep into the tiger's den? My son doesn't believe this is a game, and thinks everyone will be burned, so I can only persuade as much as I can, and there is no good way to do anything except knowing the reason and moving the affection. After Joshua said "Thank you" in Italian, arousing suspicion by the German waiter, I thought Guido "can only hold up his son at all costs and run back to the dormitory, so that he can at least die together", but Guido He is really admirable. He doesn't get Dora, who is beautiful, intelligent, virtuous, loyal and courageous, and I panicked for him.
I have that romance at the same time. In the concentration camp, under the high pressure atmosphere, in the gloomy mist, I ran to the broadcast room and said "Good morning, my princess" (and also reported the safety of my son to my wife, which would kill two birds with one stone), or at a banquet Do you use the gramophone to play the opera that your wife likes when you are in a mess? ——I guess not. Usually, every Valentine's Day or my wife’s birthday, I hesitate to buy "roses or pig's head". Will the most "boring" Capricorn blood type A in the concentration camps have a "brain from the gods"? Maybe. The best way to love a child is to love his mother. From this perspective, I am far from a qualified father, and even farther from a romantic level.
Finally, this heart-wrenching last, I have that bloody nature, before the executioner’s gun, in the farewell eyes with my son, I winked playfully, and then strode forward to death, so that my son would believe "This is a game" in the end? ——Absolutely not. From a very young age, I have been full of pessimism and fear of death, and now I am at the moment of "standing" and "not confused". This pessimism and fear are increasing day by day. I'm also very timid. The traffic police waved at me. When I didn't run the lights, was blind, and brought my driver's license and didn't drink alcohol, I would feel frightened and want to pee. I can’t stand the parting either. Soon after my son was born, for a while, I always thought that one day I would leave this world and leave my son. I was sad. I was afraid that no one would take care of him. To leave and to endure the corresponding pain, it is even more sad (by the way, Roberto Benigni's performance in this scene is absolutely terrible, and the complex feelings are just right when they are caught in a moment of staring).
I believe in fate, and I believe that my son came to us by no accident. I believe in fate, and I believe I watched "A Beautiful Life" by no means accidental.
I believe that there are many fathers who can't do Guido, but at the same time they are also a qualified and good father, but I can see more clearly that I am still a long way from a qualified father...
wait for my son to grow up. Older, I will let him watch this "A Beautiful Life", and when my son grows up, I will let him read the words I wrote today.
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