Tonight I watched the 2020 Bosnia and Herzegovina movie "Aida, Where Are You Going". The film was nominated for Best Picture at the Golden Lion Award at the Venice Film Festival last year.
In the civil war in Bosnia and Herzegovina, faced with a genocide against civilians, a woman tried to save her family through the status of a UN employee, but failed in the end.
The plot of the movie is compact and exciting. The expressions and body language of the actresses naturally bring a sense of tension. The panic of war is really panic. Within a few minutes, the person was gone.
I remember when I was in junior high school, I borrowed from the school library "Where Are You Going" from the school library, which tells the story of the tyrant Nero's persecution of believers. The novel is very vast. The tyrant dies, the lovers eventually become family members, and faith is manifested. Later I learned that Xian Kewei won the Nobel Prize for Literature by relying on this novel.
When I first saw the movie's name tonight, I faintly felt that it might have something to do with Xian Keweizhi's work. After reading it, there is a sense of powerlessness. In the face of violence and power, no one is immune.
Today is reporter's day. During the day, I joked with a few friends who were journalists, saying that they were self-castrating. Thinking about it now, who cares about the truth? What's the use of knowing the truth? These thoughts had nothing to do with the movie, but they further deepened the feeling of powerlessness after watching the movie.
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