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Marshall 2022-04-21 09:03:34
I can't bear to give a low score. The plot is really weak. Is Daniel really a gal, a little old man with a beard in a military uniform instead of glasses. Since you are short-sighted and can't join the army, don't go there. As a result, you have to bow down and commit crimes in a pool of blood and rain. It's all a patriotic lunatic whose father fuels the flames. Actors are quite...
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Ulises 2022-04-21 09:03:34
Heroes only appear in stories, and those who fight on the battlefield are your relatives. Even if you can control your emotions like the British, you can't bear the burning pain of "but I miss...
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Destini 2022-04-21 09:03:34
Ugh. . . poor father. ....
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Alexandria 2022-04-21 09:03:34
Once again proved that glasses are the body of the...
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Damian 2022-04-21 09:03:34
Bullets fly past my ears, like angry bees, the real feeling of...
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Laurianne 2022-04-21 09:03:34
Bland and touching thanks to the vivid interpretation of the father's...
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Elvie 2022-04-21 09:03:34
I was asked to write a review of the film in English. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ....
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Nichole 2022-04-21 09:03:34
When I watched it before, I thought it was quite out of HP, but I was not impressed, I remember that he died in the end = = It seems that the shells flew...
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Liana 2022-04-21 09:03:34
The movie is ok, I just don't feel it....
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Krystal 2022-04-20 09:02:39
A film full of emotions, good photography, good script, and the actors are...
My Boy Jack Comments
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Lesly 2022-01-28 08:22:59
World War I glory
(2009.11.12) Everyone has their dreams. There are very few who can open their minds and move forward boldly. It may be the closure of reality, or it may be the difference of ideology between people. In the age of raging wars, it is a choice whether to live in a comfortable nest at the rear, or to...
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Jade 2022-01-28 08:22:59
The Old Lie: Dulce et Decorum est pro patria mori?
Rudyard Kipling, poet, novelist, and a landmark figure in English literature in the late 19th and early 20th centuries. He was the first English writer to win the Nobel Prize for Literature and was proposed to be awarded the title of British Poet Laureate. and a knighthood, both of which he...
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Caroline Kipling: [crying] I miss him.
Rudyard Kipling: [bursts into tears] So do I.
Caroline Kipling: I can feel his head on my chest. I can feel his thick hair under my fingers. I can hear him laugh. I can feel his heat against me.
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[last lines]
Rudyard Kipling: Have you news of my boy Jack?/ Not this tide./ When d'you think that he'll come back?/ Not with this wind blowing, and this tide./ Has any one else had word of him?/ Not this tide./ For what is sunk will hardly swim, Not with this wind blowing, and this tide./ Oh, dear, what comfort can I find?/ None this tide,/ Nor any tide,/ Except he did not shame his kind-/ Not even with that wind blowing, and that tide./ Then hold your head up all the more,/ This tide,/ And every tide;/ Because he was the son you bore,/ And gave to that wind blowing and that tide!
