The darkest hour has finally come.
Gary Oldman's performance has since entered the realm. A character more Churchill than Churchill gushed out under that 2.5-hour day-per-day, veritably fat exterior. When he vowed to fight to the death at the beginning, facing the gentle and polite Lord and Party, he roared like an angry lion, completely ignorant of etiquette and rules-who would forget, when he shouted the phrase, "This is where I sit on this chair. Reason", the neck stubbornly stretched forward, the eyes tightly grasping the other party, and the lips twitching and lowering? And when his hope was almost dashed later, he sat alone in the dark several times, or nibbled Hitler's name, or almost collapsed and muttered to himself - who would forget, when the prime minister of a country hid in the bathroom , The nervous trembling muscles, the heart-stopping groaning and the collapsed body when he asked the United States for help with an almost shameful attitude?
no hope... no hope... no hope...
The death list of the soldiers is getting longer, longer, longer every day. It seems that if there is no peace talks with the Nazis, the eternal crime of executioners will be nailed to Churchill's head. At this time, a very attractive condition was placed in front of him again: Hitler's brother Mussolini agreed to mediate for the United Kingdom.
what to do? How to choose? On the one hand, it is an almost impossible victory. For this goal, which is almost zero, I don’t know how much flesh and blood will be buried; Ha, only careerists know careerists better. Churchill knew better than anyone else that Hitler would never let Britain go! But who cares, at least a piece of peace talks can stop the hell in front of him, let the nobles live in the countryside for a few years, and let his British Empire survive for a few days!
why not? He's old, and he's wasted half his life...
Yes, that "scum, butcher, barbarian," that "corporal bastard," "the painter's son," dared so threaten his empire on which the sun never sets, trample on their noble blood, and pay him the power of The challenge of the aristocracy (indeed, Churchill's racial and class consciousness was deeply rooted) was absolutely unbearable! Thirty years ago, when he was young and strong, and the country was in full swing, he would tear up this scumbag and use his head as a footstool! ! But now, Lian Po is old, the empire is in decline, and no one is willing to gamble with him. What is the reason for his insistence?
The cane fell. The "black dog" filled the world again, licking him around his neck. At last, there was only one thread left of him and his British Empire. Original: http://mp.weixin.qq.com/s/o6UaRh9l56GwuelPtPCltA
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