My grandad loved this film, Russian or no, he knew a universal story when he saw one. He came from the generation of Americans who grew up in a time of peace, who were taught war is too costly for this earth in resources and in human spirit, but had to shift all teachings to the back of his mind as he went to fight the Japanese. This became his favourite film, I suppose, because he had a sweetheart back home who he thought he would never see again, once he had lived through the horrors of war, the unspeakable horrors and tragedies which he repressed for many years, he came back and had a family with my grandma, he studied microbiology and moved away from farm work, which he found dreadfully dull... I guess by the time this film came about he was settled in his new life, and it all came back to him, hs friends who never made it, life that could have been, I don't know, but he watched this film more than any other. I think he loved it for its poetic nature, as a piece of poetry, this film is unparrarelled. It's the closest I can come to my mind about why he loved it so much. Poetry was the soldier's way of expressing themselves without sounding weak, pathetic or hysterical, it showed they made sense of the horrors and tragedies around them, he knew in the end that everything he learnt before the war was right, so he carried on writing poetry until he died, his name was Jules Vernon Hallum, he was good. I love this film because it reminds me of my grandad, but when I try to understand why he likes it, I like it even more. I hope this helps put some perspective on why the film is important to people who do relate to it. The long camera shots are for people who ponder, who make sense of what is going on. I think it's a teriffic film, but I can see how certain people don't share that desire to fill the gaps. To me, those gaps of beautiful scenery go by very quickly, but just as 9 seconds can seem like an eternity when you are waiting for something, you may wind up making the same mistake when you "wait for something" to happen there, and if you've got the blopper in hand waiting to fast forward those bits, I can tell you, this film ain't for you.
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