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The "beautiful life" of a little boy
Federico 2022-01-16 08:01:05
Throughout the story, the director is showing off his fancy tango dance steps in the bright and dark traps of the subject matter, and the mysterious and seamless first-hand chicken soup. He cleverly embedded the story of a young boy's growth into the American World War II background. From the Pearl Harbor incident in 1941 to the attack on Hiroshima in 1945, the little boy Peper stopped growing. He spent all his energy on training and performing the "peerless magic" that called Dabing Dad back. Just like a small Marquez fragment experiment, the director seamlessly stitched fantasy and reality together. A big event in World War II can be easily pierced into a bear with a big brain to witness the moment of miracle, and class hatred against the nation. Hate is expressed by the recklessness of the child's development. Uncle Sam’s sunny and shallow worldview, sharp but not profound ethnic contradictions, marijuana-like religious consolation, golden and crisp nostalgic pictures, and children’s cute and naive fantasies, make you feel crooked and crooked by chicken soup. To die, while being incited to cry like a dog. It's wonderfully made, and it's beautifully cooked!
Extended Reading
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Fr. Crispin: If we have faith the size of a mustard seed, we can move the mountain. If we can move a mountain, nothing will be impossible for us. Not even with ending this war... and having our love one back.
Ben Eagle Narrator: [thinking of the magician he had seen] I already knew someone who could move a mountain. I wondered if the source of his powers was the mustard seed.
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[first lines]
Ben Eagle Narrator: [narrating] This is O'Hare, California. Back then it was nothing more than a sleepy fishing village, with a hill at the end of Main Street. Like you see in postcards. My story takes place on the home front, in the midst of World War II. That's me, the little fella.
Photographer: [motioning to the youngest]
Little Boy: Closer?
Freddy Fox: [ribbing him] Stop causing trouble, you midget.
Ben Eagle Narrator: Nobody in that town liked me much.
Photographer: One, two, three.
[flash]
Ben Eagle Narrator: I was eight years old. But the story really starts the day I met my dad. My only friend. My partner.
Nurse Barbara: He's a boy!
James Busbee: Wow! He's so...
Nurse Barbara: What? Little?
James Busbee: Well, he'll grow. Right?