Obviously it was the movie I watched last night, and the scene of the heroine wearing a red halterneck dress and being hugged from behind by the enemy who killed her relatives and lovers has been lingering in my mind all day long. I always felt that I was not born in the golden age, I always felt that I was born in an unfree area. But in fact, it seems that each era has its own unique "Black Book", and there are dark and dirty colors with distinct era colors. The brave and beautiful heroine under the camera contrasts sharply with everything around her. The characters in the movie are fundamentally changing every 20 minutes, and even by the end of the movie, the seemingly decent characters throughout the movie let you see the darkest side of human nature. But even if she was misunderstood, or even in the end, the two looked at the lake calmly, the heroine did not tell the old man that her son had actually betrayed him. Maugham's paragraph: "At that time I didn't understand how absurd human nature was, I didn't know that there might be pretentiousness buried under sincerity, that there might be despicableness and shamelessness hidden behind the brilliance, and I didn't know that there might be good intentions in the hearts of scoundrels and villains." It's the same as what this movie wants to express. After the death of the heroine's relatives, she was calm and composed. The sentence "I'm sad, but I don't know why I can't cry", perhaps because it was fate for the Jews in this situation to part ways. She said to Munts on the boat that she wished she was so happy forever, that the Nazis were finally driven away, and I think the movie might have a happy ending. I didn't expect the movie to usher in the real climax, Munts died, she cried and trembled, Ellis, who was used to losing a lover, might be crying for losing a beloved man, but I think what really broke this tenacious woman was Wang. Endless darkness. The Nazis committed all evils and inhumanity, but is the dawn really ushered in after the victory? It's not that I want to push this film to a flawless state, it's just that history is always strikingly similar. Paul Verhoeven made more than just the black book in the Netherlands. This black belongs to France, Africa, the Middle East, China and even the whole world. .
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