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Posted: Tue 2007-04-03 05:41
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| Sophie Scholl: The Final Days |
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I've always been fascinated by WWII Resistance in Europe and moved by the story of the members of the White Rose, so when I sat down to watch Sophie Scholl: The Final Days I knew what I was in for; yet I still wept.
The story can be given many different readings. They were idealists, they were young, they were reckless, they were stupid, they were courageous, they were thoughtless, they put other people in danger, they expressed a laudable gesture of dissent. At the end of the day, though, what you've got are some college students who had their lives taken away. The careful-but-not-careful-enough way they conducted their small and ultimately mostly fruitless rebellion (they were hoping to start a student revolt) is reminiscent of Winston and Julia's crimes; so are the man and woman, separated and broken/killed (although in this case the two, Hans and Sophie, were siblings. Sophie was engaged to a man fighting on te Malabar--I mean Eastern Front.). Winston and Julia may have been older than Sophie, Hans and Christoph Probst (Sophie was 21), but in matters of experience they were the same age, in the same place.
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As if that blind rage had washed me clean, rid me of hope; for the first time, in that night alive with signs and stars, I opened myself to the gentle indifference of the world. Finding it so much like myself—so like a brother, really—I felt that I had been happy and that I was happy again. For everything to be consummated, for me to feel less alone, I had only to wish that there be a large crowd of spectators the day of my execution and that they greet me with cries of hate.
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Posted: Tue 2007-04-03 09:44
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I watched it last year when it was running in the cinemas.
I must say it's extremely touching, lucid, and emotionally profound. Thank goodness the director is a skilled one, the film was filmed in a very appropriate manner, and not like any other gore-filled prison torture flick from Hollywood. I really liked that.
The last part of Sophie's execution was especially emotional, when she shouted out, "Freedom forever!" or something similiar along the line. It got me really wobbly inside.
Comrades, if you happen to find this film in some store, rent it, buy it, it's recommended material. 
-Ling
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Del ditt hat med oss
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I Døden finnes all makt
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Die Irae. Die Illa. Solvet Cosmos in Favilla. Vocamus te Aeshma-Deva.
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comrade acrimony
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Posted: Tue 2007-04-03 15:25
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I think it was her brother that shouted "Long live freedom!" She'd finished her battle back in the courtroom. I can't remember if Probst said anything; God, that poor man. The part that got me the most, I think, was when all three of them did the little group hug during their last cigarette (which they shared).
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As if that blind rage had washed me clean, rid me of hope; for the first time, in that night alive with signs and stars, I opened myself to the gentle indifference of the world. Finding it so much like myself—so like a brother, really—I felt that I had been happy and that I was happy again. For everything to be consummated, for me to feel less alone, I had only to wish that there be a large crowd of spectators the day of my execution and that they greet me with cries of hate.
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