What's your biggest feeling after watching the movie A Beautiful Life?

This film is about a family that should be happy, but it is shrouded in sadness because of the cruelty of World War II. However, the film shows the historical facts of Jewish concentration camps in a warm and humorous atmosphere, and sees the warmth and coldness of human nature and the joys and sorrows of reality.

We all know what World War II represented and what it brought to the world. But we can't stop it from being written into the history books word by word and being read repeatedly by later generations. Those bitter words are shouts that can't be shouted out.

I wonder if there is anyone like me. If you don't watch a movie the first time, it's hard to watch it later, and there is a feeling of unbearable. I remember when I watched the godfather's third film, I fell asleep after playing for more than ten minutes the first time, and fell asleep again the second time. Since then, it has become my sleeping pill. Although it's classic, it still doesn't feel so good to me.

The first time I saw a beautiful life a few years ago, the situation was similar. At first, I felt like a farce, and the man was talkative. After watching for more than ten minutes, the first movie was over.

I watched this film again yesterday, and the warm and cruel feeling tortured me. I regretted my previous behavior. Today, I can't help talking about this old film.

In the film, Guido, the male host, met Dora, the female host, and said politely every time, "Good morning! Princess! " . After many ridiculous twists and turns, the two married and had children, and they were happy. But it didn't last long. Under the fascist regime, this man and his son were forcibly sent to Jewish concentration camps. Although Dora is not of Jewish descent, she resolutely walked with her husband and son and was held in a concentration camp alone. Guido cheated his son. This is just a game. The prize is a big tank. His son lived happily and naively in the Nazi haze.

Maybe Guido's personality is too optimistic, which made me believe that the ending of this routine must be happy from the beginning? The end. So when Guido was cornered and only heard a quick and simple gunshot, I didn't care. I saw the tank coming out. I thought it must be Guido, but it wasn't. Seeing Jews walking on both sides of the tank, I thought maybe Guido and his wife had been reunited, but they didn't.

Writers like to use war as the background of their stories. This is an inevitable huge conflict. Disrespect for individuals reveals the truest and purest side. What we can see is the story of a family, the story of thousands of nameless bones, buried or erased as a fraction of the death toll. There are thousands of tears in the ground, and we know nothing about it. But I believe that behind every warmth, there is a self-evident beautiful life. It doesn't matter whether you know it or not.