The entire film is about the destruction and despair brought about by war - ordinary soldiers, junior officers, and generals are all the same, will be annihilated by gray-white snow. Of course, there are also the child who was shot, the Soviet female hygienist who fell at the last moment, the civilian whose house was burned down... The desperation brought by the war is like the German infantry in the foxhole, the tank tracks are close to Close at hand, still digging down hysterically - but, everything is in vain!
This is what the director of the defeated country wanted to tell us fifty years after the war. By and large, there is only so much that war can bring to human beings—if, apart from hatred, except for those rambling political slogans. For one of the driving forces of war, war will always spare no effort to return it and increase the power of hatred. Don't talk about world integration, civilization progress, etc., have the enemies of the past passed their hatred to the next generation through genes under the calm and peaceful surface? Humanity may be wise enough to associate war with destruction, but what about hatred? That piece of DNA in the most primitive areas of our brains, that guy who was never bound by intelligence, never disappeared, and is sure to come back...
I'm a skeptic. . .
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