"History Boys", UK, 2006
I didn't believe it before watching it, but after watching it, it's really hard to imagine how this movie combines so many things that I want to express in 100 minutes. Overall, it's my couple of tea
Poetry, song, history, literature, drama, these simple artistic feelings stayed in an era when information exchange was slower than now. Maybe we've missed the best time to talk about these, maybe we can wait until the next "Renaissance", maybe not. But this has no effect on reminiscing, passing on silently, or saying "words" or "art" in the most reverent tone in middle age (laughs). I had anticipated that I would read the snippets of poems quoted in it many times. And the interpretation of history inside is also very bold and fearless. Unlike my history minor teacher who insures himself multiple times while teaching (x
Not only that, but the film is full of aesthetics from scholarship or art, but there's no shortage of bad taste in slamming those buoyant vibes to the ground. What I really don't want to admit is that the last scene of the funeral and the conversation actually hit me hard. The ghost knows what to cry about, but I still cry. Not everyone's future is "success" in the traditional sense, but at least they enjoy it.
By the way, the scene where the boys get together to play piano, sing, and rehearse comedy is so beautiful. And the joy of being able to pick up a poem with your friends anywhere is incomparable.
I must mention Posner, when he sang to Darkin in class, his eyes seemed to reflect the melancholy and kindness of the world, but he was so determined, full of courage, and liked this boy so much.
Post a poem Hector was talking to Posner after he was told he was fired, "Hodge the Drummer," said him and said him.
Drummer Hodge
by Thomas Hardy
They throw in Drummer Hodge, to rest
Uncoffined – just as found:
His landmark is a kopje-crest
That breaks the veldt around;
And foreign constellations west
Each night above his mound.
Young Hodge the Drummer never knew –
Fresh from his Wessex home –
The meaning of the broad Karoo,
The Bush, the dusty loam,
And why uprose to nightly view
Strange stars amid the gloam.
Yet portion of that unknown plain
Will Hodge forever be;
His homely Northern breast and brain
Grow to some Southern tree,
And strange-eyed constellation reign
His stars eternally.
drummer hodge
Thomas Hardy
Translated by Lu Zhilu
Drummer Hodge was thrown into the pit and buried,
As found, there is no coffin:
His grave is a hill in South Africa,
tear the surrounding plain a little;
Every night above this tomb,
Exotic constellations spread out to the west.
Just came here from home in Wessex,
Young drummer Hodge couldn't understand,
Bushes, fertile soil and dust,
What is the significance of the vast arid plateau?
The dark night is vast,
The twinkling constellations are strange.
It is the corner of this nameless plain,
Hodge will sleep forever and never leave;
He will grow into a great tree in the south,
With the simple mind and heart of the north,
Let the stars twinkle with strange eyes,
rule his destiny forever.
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