not come across a movie that shocked me to the point of suffocation for a long time. Lawrence is such a movie.
In Nagisa Oshima's early films, the narrative techniques are not very clever, but the profound connotations of the films can fully make up for the lack of narrative techniques. The moody Sergeant Yuan, Captain Yonoi who loves Cyrils but can't express his feelings normally, and Lawrence, who speaks Japanese well and has complex feelings for Japanese soldiers, they instinctively became friends, but the war and the extreme Japanese military regulations It has hindered or stirred up such a relationship, and it has become distorted, perverted, and brutal. The collective system stifles the expression of individual feelings.
Cyrils, who alienated his younger brother because he was afraid of being laughed at when he was a child, understands Captain Yonoi, who is also unable to express his love for himself because he cares about the eyes of others. They are the same. He walked up to Yonoi and kissed his cheek—as if to say, I understand you, we are the same.
The twisted friendship and love ended with the war. Cyrils was executed in a prisoner of war camp, and Captain Yonoi was also executed after Japan's defeat. Before his death, he asked Lawrence to bury a strand of Cyrils' hair with himself; Li sincerely said to his old friend Lawrence: "Merry Christmas, Mr. Lawrence."
The soundtrack written by the young Sakamoto Ryuichi for the movie has become a timeless classic, and even the music made by Sakamoto after that cannot be surpassed.
Full marks for music and full marks for connotation, what else can I give to this movie except for the word "beautiful"?
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