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Friends may not have to meet
Larue 2022-04-21 09:01:21
Just finished watching this movie and don't want to say anything about the plot or anything else. No flashy colors and no exaggerated lens language. Quite a silent movie. HGW XX/7 never smiles from beginning to end, and the other people in this film seem to never smile at all. The happiest laugh I remember was when the guy who ended up examining the letter with HGW XX/7 was telling a joke. But it was still deprived of the right to smile by the political shady. Including the processing of the hue and the processing of the light, it is basically unpleasant. But such a heavy film expresses the friendship between men in the most authentic way. I think this friendship transcends many things. It's hard to imagine that two men who have never met each other put so much energy and respect into each other. This movie got me thinking about friendships in real life. In fact, I haven't lived a life of endless eating and drinking, and now I prefer to feel some quiet things. But that's not to say that all the fun between friends is fake. I just got a better understanding of what true friendship is through this movie. This kind of thing transcends language, like the final epilogue. Without any excessive footage and plot. One word says it all!
Extended Reading
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Sid 2021-10-20 19:01:15
This story tells us that women are unreliable, and good friends are for a lifetime!
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Alessandra 2022-03-19 09:01:03
He raised the muzzle by an inch...The last two people who were changed their lives did not recognize each other, everything was silent, too romantic
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Hauptmann Gerd Wiesler: Madam?
Christa-Maria Sieland: Go away. I want to be alone.
Hauptmann Gerd Wiesler: Madam Sieland?
Christa-Maria Sieland: Do we know each other?
Hauptmann Gerd Wiesler: You don't know me, but I know you. Many people love you for who you are.
Christa-Maria Sieland: Actors are never "who they are."
Hauptmann Gerd Wiesler: You are. I've seen you on stage. You were more who you are than you are now.
Christa-Maria Sieland: So you know what I'm like.
Hauptmann Gerd Wiesler: I'm your audience.
Christa-Maria Sieland: I have to go.
Hauptmann Gerd Wiesler: Where to?
Christa-Maria Sieland: I'm meeting an old classmate. I...
Hauptmann Gerd Wiesler: You see? Just now, you weren't being yourself.
Christa-Maria Sieland: No?
Hauptmann Gerd Wiesler: No.
Christa-Maria Sieland: So you know her well, this Christa-Maria Sieland. What do you think - would she hurt someone who loves her above all else? Would she sell herself for art?
Hauptmann Gerd Wiesler: For art? You already have art. That'd be a bad deal. You are a great artist. Don't you know that?
Christa-Maria Sieland: And you are a good man.
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[Wiesler enters the elevator at his apartment building. A young boy with a ball joins him]
Junge mit Ball: Are you really with the Stasi?
Hauptmann Gerd Wiesler: Do you even know what the Stasi is?
Junge mit Ball: Yes. They're bad men who put people in prison, says my dad.
Hauptmann Gerd Wiesler: I see. What is the name of your...
[pauses]
Junge mit Ball: My what?
Hauptmann Gerd Wiesler: [thinks for a few more seconds] Ball. What's the name of your ball?
Junge mit Ball: You're funny. Balls don't have names.