Originally I planned to watch "Flying Wild Goose", but I was abducted by the introduction of the film. The film is not long and the plot is very simple. But this time the protagonist is taking a train, returning home from the front line to help his mother repair the roof, and the war, love, family affection, and death are all poetically narrated.
Alyosha, I just saw this name in the Kas brothers, and it is crowned with a pure and noble soul. The boy has brown curly hair and a pair of warm and deep eyes under the high bridge of the nose. He is innocent. like children. When I heard the name again in the movie, it was as if the boy walked out of Tuo Lao's book, walked into the movie, and stood alive in front of my eyes. Although it is a black-and-white film, the subtle light and shadow must be bright in any color, the luster on the hair, the mottled highlights in the light-colored eyes, the shallow shadow under the eyebrows, and even the little swirl at the corner of the mouth when he smiles shyly, All can be called his name - Алексей, before I learned Russian, I always subconsciously thought that it meant "eagle", and then I learned that it was "defense", maybe there is no difference between the two, he is the circling The little eagle on the Ural Mountains, in Tuo Lao's book, surrounded the noble qualities of the Russian people, and here he defended his motherland.
The Slavs were born with the ability to obtain a more sublime sanctity from all the great suffering, and then break it into every smallest and simplest detail. Their literature does not have the flamboyant decoration of Europe. Wilde's elegant rhetoric and Balzac's subtle metaphors cannot take root in this cold and hard land. All the language is hard and almost straightforward, because those sufferings do not need to be decorated. Shocking enough. There are a few lines in the movie that look like they were taken from Ostrovsky's book;
[This is a small road leading to the city, and those who leave the village, and those who return to their hometown, must pass this small road.
She waited for no one, her son, Alyosha, was never going to return from the battlefield.
He was buried in a foreign land far from his homeland, in an unknown village where strangers laid flowers in front of his tombstone.
They called him a Russian soldier, a hero, a liberator.
But to the mother he was just a son, she knew everything about him, from the day he was born to the day he went to the front line. ]
"I'm sorry, Mom!"
"I'm sorry, Mom!"
"I'm fine, Alyosha. I'll wait for you. You must come back. I didn't wait for your father, but I must wait for you."
[That's all about our friend Alyosha.
He may become an outstanding man, a builder who contributes to socialism, or a gardener who beautifies the motherland with garden-like splendor.
But what will always remain in our memory is just an ordinary soldier, a Russian soldier. ]
Lucky for Alyosha, he finally saw his mother, even though it was only a few minutes. How many children died in strange lands before they could go home and take a look? Every village is buried with children who have never returned home, and every village has mothers waiting for their children to return home. The boundaries between homeland and foreign land are gradually blurred. All places are hometowns and foreign places. This belongs to the war period Nostalgia.
As a love element that is as important as family affection, the contrast in this article is very cleverly used. There are soldiers who are physically disabled and afraid of dragging their wives back home. They find that their wives are still waiting for him on the platform; there are soldiers who bring precious rations to their wives. , and the tragedy of his wife remarried a rich man long ago, while Alyosha and Shula represent the young men and women of that generation, pure and warm like a flame;
The girl walked like a deer, her eyes were like a deer, she washed her slender ankles and calves by the water pipe, and ran down the flyover in the steam to raise the hem of her coat. These do exist in an era when a bar of soap is a precious commodity. This is the real beauty and real hope - such a girl will become a mother in the future, a mother of Russia, and their children will be like eagles.
In the roar of the train, Alyosha could not hear what Shura was shouting. Maybe it was I love you, maybe it was my address, and my address might also be covered by the noise. This is a permanent difference. On the train to his hometown, he had thought about jumping off desperately to find her, but his duty would not allow him to do so. Here, the genius-like mirror movement cuts to the birch forest in the night outside the window, which overlaps with the birch-like girl, similar to the opposite writing in poetry, absolutely, too absolutely.
Suddenly I remembered the sentence at the end of "Portrait";
[The lush birch leaves rustled above his head, as if all the old days had flown away from him. ]
Perhaps Shula was still looking for her Alyosha, or she might have named her young son Alyosha, and then the war was over, and the thick plum blossoms were blooming again on the Volga plain, and beneath it lay the old man. The little eagle, or turned into one of the cranes on the horizon.
A man can only be young once in his life, but he is forever young.
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