The feasting and dancing are peaceful, corresponding to the ruins and the coke lying on the ground, a river and a bridge, separating life and death, and pronouncing the tenacity and weakness of life. The place that is clearly within sight, but out of reach, stepping into this building that resembles a watchtower is like Calais in Dunkirk, lonely and sad.
The group portraits were greatly opened, and each character was brightly real. The changes promoted people's growth within a few days. The characters on both sides of the strait were slightly masked, but in fact they all stood up.
On the other side, people of all identities echo, support, and do their best, surging with passion in their own world, willing to become the future roadbed for every step.
On this shore, people have different expressions, starting from Chen Shusheng and crying miserably. Every time, the documentary photos at the end of this kind of movie come out scene by scene, which is too tear-jerking. To us it is a story, to them it is a whole life. And he didn't even have a photo left in the world.
The colors are as bright as fire, as dark as night, and the sky is full of red during the day, becoming a rare bright color, and the music is properly matched to ignite emotions. If I remember correctly, this is the first movie to be released in theaters and to face up to the fact that Guo Jun's achievements in fighting the Japanese. For this, it should exist in film history.
The greatest significance of war films should be to make people wake up and cherish the hard-won peace.
A few interesting points:
1. The white horse is free and smeared with blood, but the final break out of the ruins is too symbolic.
2, Zilong single-handedly, facing the enemy army like mountains and seas, wars have always been to death.
3. The four-line warehouse now retains bullet holes, standing quietly by the river, and the atmosphere of the last scene is desolate.
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