The Pianist
I finally got around to seeing The Pianist. It was amazing. Another one of those incredible depressing-yet-inspiring WWII movies. At various points throughout the movie I was angry, upset, shocked, and so forth. But I never cried until the very end, where the German soldier that had helped him hide had been taken prisoner by the Russians and was begging the just-released Jews to find Szpilman (the pianist) and help him. Then I started bawling. I’m somewhat curious as to why I reacted this way. It’s not like there weren’t other parts of the movie that were just as sad. Hmmm… now I want to go out and get Schindler’s List and Uprising and read my various WWII books. I’m not really sure why I’m so obsessed with the Holocaust, but I always have been. It’s a very depressing subject to be interested in. Anyway, the movie was great. I highly recommend it to anyone who can stomach graphic/depressing things. Hmmm… I wonder if the soundtrack has stuff that the real Szpilman played. That would be cool. I’ll have to look into that.