M evaluation action
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Alexzander 2022-04-22 07:01:08
Lang's first sound film. The elements of pedophilia and psychopaths are very avant-garde, M's whistle is classic, and Peter Lowe's interpretation of M is very expressive. Finally, there is a discussion of lynching. Although all the atrocities are pushed off-camera and only suggestive, a "don't forget that this person is morbidly hypersexual" is enough to wake up the ignorant audience. Lang believes that his film is to show social nuisance, and he does it through this film
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Geovanny 2022-03-28 09:01:02
This M is not simple; and an evergreen film must be closely related to the eternal and difficult proposition of human beings, and watch the film while watching yourself.
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Hans Beckert: I can't help what I do! I can't help it, I can't...
Criminal: The old story! We never can help it in court!
Hans Beckert: What do you know about it? Who are you anyway? Who are you? Criminals? Are you proud of yourselves? Proud of breaking safes or cheating at cards? Things you could just as well keep your fingers off. You wouldn't need to do all that if you'd learn a proper trade or if you'd work. If you weren't a bunch of lazy bastards. But I... I can't help myself! I have no control over this, this evil thing inside of me, the fire, the voices, the torment!
Schraenker: Do you mean to say that you have to murder?
Hans Beckert: It's there all the time, driving me out to wander the streets, following me, silently, but I can feel it there. It's me, pursuing myself! I want to escape, to escape from myself! But it's impossible. I can't escape, I have to obey it. I have to run, run... endless streets. I want to escape, to get away! And I'm pursued by ghosts. Ghosts of mothers and of those children... they never leave me. They are always there... always, always, always!, except when I do it, when I... Then I can't remember anything. And afterwards I see those posters and read what I've done, and read, and read... did I do that? But I can't remember anything about it! But who will believe me? Who knows what it's like to be me? How I'm forced to act... how I must, must... don't want to, must! Don't want to, but must! And then a voice screams! I can't bear to hear it! I can't go on! I can't... I can't...
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Pickpocket with 6 Watches: There are more policemen on the street tonight than whores.