I have an indescribable love for old black and white movies. From The Bicycle Thief to Roman Holiday. Equally alluring are black-and-white film portraits of people in black and white that evoke goosebumps that can be felt through the film grains, making people fantasize about the visual, auditory, and tactile nature of the current scene.
One of the most memorable in "Rome, Undefended City" belongs to an old man. In 1944, Rome, which was occupied by Fascist Germany, lost its defense. Martial law is in full swing every day, and the streets are full of people, except for the German patrolling soldiers, who occasionally cower, speed up, and bow their heads. The most unnerving one was the old man who had been lying on the bed in the apartment.
There was a quarrel in the apartment. The anxiety and panic of the people during the war. Political anger that had nowhere to vent erupted together in trivial matters. The reason is that parents are worried that children who return late after martial law will be in danger, and they shout and accuse them loudly. Lorida, who heard the sound coming out of the room, pushed the quarrel to another high decibel. As soon as the quarrel stopped, the old man on the bed looked like a child who only cared about food. He kept smiling and asked: "Madam, are you ready?" If it's burnt, it's the guy who did it." The
old man called Francisco to the bed: "It's a secret, she made a dessert for your wedding tomorrow. Don't you two end up arguing. We Waiting for a good meal!"
Another voice in the side seat commented on the old man: "He doesn't worry about anything." The
plot started with the German army occupying Rome frantically hunting down the rebels who defended their homeland. Three people, including Francisco and the priest, were arrested. The attitude of the German officers to the separate interrogation of Francisco and the priest is quite intriguing.
Francisco was taken by soldiers from the holding room to the interrogation room. The German officer snuffed out the cigarette butts before Francisco came in, adjusted the direction of the lamp, and ordered to enter. After the soldier brought it in, he signaled with his right hand to sit down. During the polite interrogation, he did not hesitate to express his admiration for Francisco, the protector of the country. At the end of the interrogation, he held out a cigarette and handed it over: "Do you smoke? Go ahead, a cigarette will not affect your speech."
This is the "interview" of the two gentlemen.
Francisco is composed, casually describing his political insistence.
Although the German side is working on its own political task, it respects the gentleman on the opposite side and doubts the purpose of the task it performs.
Another round of interrogation began, and Francisco was tortured by whipping and burning. The German interrogation officer walked into the rest room, and the sound of the piano playing in the rest room was replaced by the roar of severe pain. The room was filled with German soldiers playing cards and women smoking cigarettes on the sofa.
The interrogating officer poured himself a glass of red wine, and after a few words of greeting, he walked over to another officer at the piano.
"Busy tonight?" asked the officer listening to the piano.
"It's not busy, it's interesting." "Really?"
"I have to get a confession from someone tonight." He was about to turn and leave.
"What if he doesn't recruit?" the officer next to the piano asked again.
"That means an Italian is no worse than us Germans. That means there is no difference between the blood of a slave nation and the blood of a good nation." He sat down and continued, "What's the point of us going to war? ? " "
25 years ago, in France, I performed a firing squad. I was a young officer. I also think that we are good people, but the French patriots would rather die not move. we Germans just do not understand people want Live freely..."
Before he could finish speaking, the officer who was just sitting bounced up and shouted at the officer who was not careful with his words out of his own task: "You are drunk! Hardman!"
"Yes, Drunk. I get drunk every day just to get confused. But it's getting clearer that we have nothing else but kill-kill-kill! The hatred that grew out of these graves we spilled the corpses all over Europe Hatred, hatred is everywhere. We will be torn to shreds by these hatreds..."
"No more!"
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The reason why I think it is different is to imagine if this scene is a scene in a Chinese anti-Japanese drama: a good person will always be a good person with righteous words and a majestic and bloody face, and a devil will always be a lewd molester. "The devil.
The characters in this film do appear to be independent and thinking, positive and negative, independent personalities with political tasks and brain thinking ability.
Of course, the ending of the film will not be HAPPY ENDING to cancel the war and aggression and go hand in hand to a peaceful world. In the film, Francisco was tortured to death, and the priest was executed.
Fortunately, the resistance victory of the real background outside the play is real.
In the film, the child who witnessed the execution of the priest whistled outside the barbed wire. A neat whistle reflects the long road of the spirit.
The gunshots started, and more than a dozen soldiers who executed the execution shot bullets around the priest's feet. One of the soldiers who executed the execution scolded: "Bastard! How did you fight!" He would raise his gun and shoot the priest in the head.
Physical death.
Witnessing the death of the priest, the children walk vaguely into the distance...
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