The Pianist: A little more than a review
The Pianist
Terror, blood and the army; revolt, revenge and freedom: this is typically, ideally, the spice and story of any film or an artwork which talks about cause and effects of the war.
Nonetheless,
there has been a film by Roman Polanski, based on a novel by the same
name, where a war talks about The Pianist and the world around him.
Considering the plot and the backdrop against which the film is cast, it does
not differ much from the usual portrayal of persecution and humiliation against
the Jews. The film dates back to World War II, when
Władysław Szpilman, The Pianist in the movie is a Polish Jew. What steal the attention away in the film are not the sets or the tanks but the most common of human behavior which are not so commonly depicted. The shades of tendencies we go up to in crisis are dealt in a manner where the backdrop of a war seems like one of a medium.
Note the ease in the following scenes. First, when the Pianist continues to play when his radio station is rocked by German explosion. Second, when same hunger stricken Pianist struggles to open the can of Polish pickles in the midst of explosion. There is another masterpiece when the same Pianist almost at the edge of death, plays the Chopin's Ballade in G minor. Mention must be made of the scene when the Szpilman’s family is deported by train for extermination. Torn between the love for his family and life, the effortless showcase of the mixed emotion by Adrien Brody is one of a kind.The
director has not missed upon the humanity extended by the Germans, even in the
midst of the war. Note the captain, German army, Wilm
Hosenfeld, who listens to the Pianist playing, like child who hears
to his mother’s tales. Again, note the same captain when he was captivated by
the Red army and was calling for The
Pianist.
Hence,
the twists life has in store for us; the climax planned for all of us has been
masterly touched upon, and not just collaged in the movie.
Do watch.
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