I have always liked war movies. When I turned seven my mother took me for the first time to see a movie at the Infantas cinema “The Last Hope” about an Italian submarine “humanitarian” in the Second World War; pure propaganda although that day what worried me most was that we would be drowned by the rough sea that appeared on the screen. With my father I saw many war movies which he also liked as well as “western” ones. And so until a few days ago I saw “” . To say that it is a war film is an understatement or a limited vision. It is a film that immerses you “in the war” you live the war. From the first bucolic images of a green and flowering landscape that quickly changes to a magnificent sequence shot inside the trenches.
Cinema has offered us formidable and at the same time terrible films from the classic “Sergeant York” by Howard Hawks to “Apocalypse Now” by Francis Ford Coppola passing through “Paths of Glory” by Stanley Kubrick “The Thin Red Line” by Terrence Malick ”Saving Private Ryan” by Steven Spielberg “Everyone Home” tragicomedy by Luigi Comencini or the recent “Dunkirk” by Christopher Nolan. “” can rub shoulders with those CXB Directory great titles with absolute dignity. War can be viewed from different perspectives. Offering merely spectacle “The Guns of Navarone” or “The Longest Day” making an apology for the heroes “Rommel the Desert Fox” or on the contrary the irresponsibility of certain commanders “The Last Charge” reflecting camaraderie “A Farewell to Arms” the cruelty or evil of enemies “The Bridge on the River Kwai” “Merry Christmas Mr. Lawrence” the destruction of cities and towns “In the Land of nobody” “Stalingrad” photographing bloody scenes or great violence “Inglourious Basterds” or dealing with the physical and mental traumatic effects “Johnny took his rifle” “The Hunter” .
The film immerses us “physically” like very few others in the reality of trench warfare of hand-to-hand combat of face-to-face death and ultimately in the bloody futility of sacrificing young soldiers to maintain possession of some meters of land Sam Mendes director of “” opts for a combination of styles scenes and messages. The odyssey of two young people chosen for a mission not because they are especially heroic or with great feats behind them; one of them because he knows his way around the cross-country very well and also has a family incentive to take on the task and the other because she is his best friend. The film immerses us “physically” like very few others in the reality of trench warfare of hand-to-hand combat of face-to-face death and ultimately in the bloody futility of sacrificing young soldiers to maintain possession of some meters of land. You can feel and breathe the fear the doubts the fatigue the loneliness the fight against the imagined or present enemy the omnipresent mud or the current of a runaway river the voracity of a rat or the vision of corpses abandoned everywhere.
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