Whether it is in terms of expression, color, or the setting of lines.
Like, Lost in Translation, like, this movie.
Sexual abuse should not be the subject of this film, it should be a more in-depth statement of the suffering and unfortunate fate that war has brought to people.
Jews and Nazis, the two protagonists who are opposites, have their fates intertwined. Two very distinct impressions are intertwined, speaking of the Jews in the concentration camps, the impression is that the clothes are ragged, the face is haggard, and the hair is shaved. And the Nazis, well-dressed and red armbands, committed crimes. How the two are intertwined is my curiosity about this film.
In fact, the works of Nazis and Jews are not new in recent years. People seem to love this kind of feelings that are extremely inconsistent with reality and collide with reality. In those days, such love was handcuffed with heavy shackles, which was almost impossible. Being... in love with an enemy of one's own.
Lucia's feelings for Max, psychologically speaking, may be Stockholm Syndrome.
Max is fascinated by her beauty and has a strong possessiveness towards her.
When he hit her and then kissed her wound, the affection may have quietly arisen.
She became his sex slave, but also his lover.
During those days, most of the memories they had were about the same thing, and that was sex.
Lucia really had no choice in the beginning. He terrorized her with a gun, and she was fascinated, escaping bullets in a panic, but he took pleasure in it. He never wanted to kill her.
He brought her unprecedented stimulation, aroused desire and servility in her body, or rather, a sense of dependence.
She is like Salome, half-naked and dancing the "seven-layer veil" among the many Nazi officers. After dancing, perhaps with humiliation, she came to him, and he brought her a present, John's head in a cardboard box. It was a jailer who often bullied her.
Reunited after the war. Max looked completely overwhelmed when the two met. Lucia seemed to have returned to her normal life, and seeing him, she instinctively wanted to avoid her humiliating past, but there was no denying that she had a twisted pleasure in it.
Although Lucia's husband has high musical attainment, he is far from what Lucia wants. She wants to care, she doesn't want him to leave her side at any time, even her trembling hand pouring coffee is half overflowing, and she doesn't notice it Her nervous man, she won't stay by his side.
When she was young, it was Max, the Nazi, the enemy who gave her all her desires.
However, this feeling soon crossed the line between morality and hatred.
The moment they reunite alone is a classic scene, from fighting each other to sex a few seconds later.
Max slaps her first, asking if she wants to sue him. The two fought, and Lucia fell to the ground, while Max cursed and kissed her arm again.
Lucia smiled happily, they both laughed, lay down on the ground hugging and kissing, "Max, Max!" She laughed happily and said loudly, the two kept kissing. Max stroked her hair very gently.
To be honest, I was very moved by this episode.
There is also a passage where Lucia deliberately smashed the glass bottle. Max stepped on the glass ballast as soon as he entered the door. He didn't say a word, just looked at her very affectionately, maybe a little spoiled, and she was like a cat Full of laughter, she approached slowly, reaching out to touch the soles of his injured feet, and then her hand was stomped on the glass ballast by his feet again, neither of them said anything, just smiled. , Looking at each other, that feeling may be a little morbid, but I really see love in their eyes.
Max said, "I love her, she is my little girl." It's
always been that way. He feeds her coffee. She was lying on the bed like a cat.
When food was scarce, hunger prompted Lucia to stop eating the bottle of jam as planned. She was very hungry, and so was MAX, but he symbolically stopped her a few times. The jam bottle shattered, and she picked up the pieces and continued. Licking the jam.
He leaned forward and licked the jam from her lips. He poured the jam from the remaining shards hard into her mouth.
Lust overcame hunger at that time.
However, in the end, they had no strength left.
Finally one night, around midnight, he put on Nazi clothes, put on her the dress he bought her, and the two went out.
Go out and meet death.
In this way, a pair of lovers walked on the iron bridge with each other's arms, and in the distance was the dawn of dawn. However, this light is destined to fail to shine on them.
After two shots, it turned into two corpses.
Lucia asked Max, when can we go out?
Max replied helplessly, it depends on when you go to the police station.
Then neither of them took action, just together.
Max said, you are my little girl.
The war created this twisted and sad love.
The feelings between the two opposing sides may eventually be shattered.
This is destined to be a dark feeling, and finally let the two go to the same place together.
Like the frontier of hell before dawn. Like the tiny candles that light up and go out faintly in the dark ages.
Tragedy is sometimes more memorable.
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