I don't care if it's considered Oscar Bait, if its corny of if some people state its irrealistic (it's not); this is without a doubt one of the greatest movies I have ever seen.
I laughed (especially with the Key/hat gag), I cringed (when they are arrested by the nazis) I elated (by the pure love and devotion of both of their parents to their son and the heights they will go to protect him) and cried by the pure horror and bliss such travel make me experience.
Both above all else, I was inspired. Guido Orefice is the greatest hero in the history of Fiction. He was neither stronger or inteligent than their fellow man. He wasn't a great warrior, a cunning tactician, a master orator; but he had the will beyond belief and a kind spirit so pure that not even the greatest horrors of the Human race could bend. He never gave up, he never retreated and laughed at evil when it snarled at his face but not for a lack of fear or unwavering courage; because his son was watching and he will do anything to protect him, to protect his family. So he used laughter, he used witticism and the pure, indiluted euphoria of being alive, of being in this wonderful, gorgeous world and thanking every single second he could pass with his family.
Film GORGEOUS.
I love it.
I don't care if it's considered Oscar Bait, if its corny of if some people state its irrealistic (it's not); this is without a doubt one of the greatest movies I have ever seen.
I laughed (especially with the Key/hat gag), I cringed (when they are arrested by the nazis) I elated (by the pure love and devotion of both of their parents to their son and the heights they will go to protect him) and cried by the pure horror and bliss such travel make me experience.
Both above all else, I was inspired. Guido Orefice is the greatest hero in the history of Fiction. He was neither stronger or inteligent than their fellow man. He wasn't a great warrior, a cunning tactician, a master orator; but he had the will beyond belief and a kind spirit so pure that not even the greatest horrors of the Human race could bend. He never gave up, he never retreated and laughed at evil when it snarled at his face but not for a lack of fear or unwavering courage; because his son was watching and he will do anything to protect him, to protect his family. So he used laughter, he used witticism and the pure, indiluted euphoria of being alive, of being in this wonderful, gorgeous world and thanking every single second he could pass with his family.
Life is, indeed, Beautiful.