Films in April

If you need an inspiration to what films to watch (or avoid), here are some films I rated during this month. The bad is one ⋆, outstanding equals five ⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆.

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Rügen

Odlazak u Njemačku za vrijeme uskršnjeg praznika je postala neka vrsta tradicije naše male familije Avdibegović. Nakon Grömitza, Weissenhäuser Stranda, Möllna i Lütjenburga, ove godine smo se odlučili za nešto duže putovanje (oko šest sati vožnje automobilom), jer smo stigli do najvećeg njemačkog ostrva – Rügena.

Odsjeli smo u jednom resortu na sjeveru ostrva, gdje su se djeca i odrasli najrađe zabavljala u velikom kupališnom kompleksu. Međutim, nismo svo vrijeme proveli na bazenima, uspjeli smo posjetiti dosta mjesta na ovom iznimno zanimljivom ostrvu.

Posjetili smo Binz, gradić na zapadnoj strani Rügena. Znao sam da je to najveće odmaralište na ostrvu, ali nisam znao da je to jedno prekrasno uređeno mjesto sa predivnim klasično uređenim kućama. Na desetine kuća imaju isti ili sličan izgleda kao ove na fotografiji. I većina su bijele boje!

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U Binzu ima odlična pješčana plaža, koja se prostire sve do Prore, nekadašnjeg nacističkog vojnog odmarališta (dan-danas zbori kao najduža zgrada na svijetu), koje se danas pretvara u moderne stambene komplekse. U Binzu  se nalazi 250 metara dugi kaj, s kojeg se ima odličan pogled kako na sami Binz, tako i na okolinu.

Binz
Binz
Plaža u Binzu
Plaža u Binzu. U pozadini na lijevoj strani nalazi se kompleks Prora.

U neposrednoj blizi kaja nalazi se Grand Hotel Kurhaus.

Grand Hotel Kurhaus
Grand Hotel Kurhaus

Posjetili smo, između ostalog, i Kap Arkonu, koji je u stvari rt s vrlo strmom obalom. S autom smo došli do mjesta Putgarten, dalje nismo mogli. Odatle smo pješke otišli do malog pitoresnog sela Vitt, a odatle se uputili dalje do Rta Arkona.

Selo Vitt. U pozadini rt Arkona.
Na obali mora u selu Vitt. U pozadini rt Arkona.

Cure su se bile umorile nakon višesatnog hodanja, pa smo se vratili nazad do automobila turističkim vozom.

Jedan dan smo odvojili da posjetimo hanzeatski grad Stralsund. Radi se o prekrasnom gradu s tipičnom arhitekturom, koja vlada ovim djelom Njemačke.

Gradska vijećnica
Gradska vijećnica
Trg ispred Vijećnice u Stralsundu
Panorama trga ispred Vijećnice u Stralsundu
Curke ispred Vijećnice u Stralsundu
Curke ispred Vijećnice u Stralsundu
Arhitektura Stralsunda
Tipična arhitektura Stralsunda s prepoznatljivim krovovima.

U blizini gradske luke pronašli smo brod-restoran u kojem smo kupili Fisch und Chips, koju posebno Amra obožava pojesti u Njemačkoj. Nakon kraćeg odmora, uputili smo se u centar starog grada i prošetali pješačkom ulicom.

Ostrvo Rügen nas je oduševilo svojom ljepotom, prirodom ali i tišinom u kojoj čovjek dobije mogućnost da se istinski odmori i bar na trenutak zaboravi svakodnevne obaveze.

Rügen ćemo sigurno ponovo posjetiti nekom drugom prilikom.

The poetry of ‘The Thin Red Line’

The Thin Red Line (1998) is a beautiful masterpiece that shows us the meaninglessness of human non-tolerant and aggressive nature. What touched me the most was Terrence Malick’s poetic interpretation of human ignorance on beauty, nature and peace/tranquility.

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The nature plays an import role in the film.

The film’s poetic beauty shows in almost every frame, but especially in those mediating images of nature, when Malick wants us to stop and think for a second what beauty are we as species a part of.

There are the moments when Private Bell (Ben Chaplin) is remembering and dreaming of his time with his wife. These images are repeated several times throughout the film and they remind us of our limited time on this planet. Our physical relationships with each other are finite and we should cherish and appreciate each other.

Our finite time on Earth.
Our finite time on Earth.

Later in the film he gets the letter from his wife who explains to him that she has fallen in love with another man. What is the meaning of life? Of love?
Bell is surprised, of course, but he also puts a smile on his face, as if he can see how meaningless is his situation – fighting and killing an enemy thousands of kilometers away of his home and wife. For what, for who? Does he bears responsibility for his wife leaving him? For thousands of deaths in a meaningless war? He learns the preciousness of life after a battle, when he almost breaks down. He lost his comrades and he killed enemy soldiers. But for what? What is the price?

Later we see Japanese prisoners while Private Vitt (Jim Caviezel) is looking at them with interest. Than he sees a dead Japanese soldier buried under ground. We hear the dead soldier asking: Are you righteous? Kind? Does your confidence lie in this? Are you loved by all? Know that I was, too.

Are you loved?
Are you loved by all?

And what does Private Bell have left? Maybe his life (yet) and memories of his wife and him. At the same time he asks: Who lit this flame in us?
Perhaps he contemplates that the light of our lives, our existence needs to be free, yet we are someone’s prisoners, puppets who do what they are told to do, even when the following actions go against ourselves. Why are not we doing what we really are made to do?

Memories
Memories

In conversation with Sgt. Welsh (Sean Penn) Sgt. Storm (John C. Reilly) says: I look at that boy dying. I don’t feel nothin’.  I don’t care about nothin’ anymore. 
Welsh responds: Sounds like bliss. I don’t have that feeling yet. That numbness. Not like the rest of you guys. Maybe because I knew what to expect. Maybe I was just frozen up already. 

Malick is a master of making beautiful images consisting of contrasts. Nature and man, beautiful landscapes and metal shells…

Malick's contrast.
Malick’s contrast.

The Thin Red Line is a wonderful film that goes strait to my list of essential films, not only because it has as a masterful cinematography and great acting performances, but because it is bearing an import message for the mankind. It is up to us as film viewers to comprehend it.

Life

This great evil. 
Where does it come from?
How did it steal into the world?
What seed, what root did it grow from?
Who’s doin’ this?
Who’s killin’ us?
Robbin’ us of life and light.
Mockin’ us with the sight
Of what we might have known.