最近二姐看到一部神片——且不说剧情,光是满屏的一镜到底,精细的布景和匠心的摄影,鬼斧神工地将战争的残酷和忧愁渲染到极致,凄美地让人惊叹。有时候甚至已经分不清是置身真实还是游戏世界。对于有美感的片子,我毫无抵抗力。膜拜摄影。△这画面看着很像世界末日,就《少女的终末旅行》那种感觉。不过美则美矣,战争终究是残酷的。这部影片港译为《1917:逆战救兵》,讲述在第一次世界大战进入最激烈之际,两名年轻的英国士兵受到指派,进入敌区传递一个重要情报,试图阻止一场对1600名士兵的致命攻击——故事角度新颖独特,主人公全程和时间赛跑,夹杂着危机四伏的战争场面,让整部影片都充满了悲壮的紧张感。而到了后来,卡车上的士兵在包围中回望远去的残破村庄,则让我们见识到了战争的真正模样。商务/编剧合作、进群请联系剧本妹微信:Bosnow_news添加微信请备注身份,剧本妹不是客服号,请大家对她“善良”一点。EXT. MEADOW -DAY, APRIL 6TH 1917A rolling landscape. The rustling of leaves, and birdsong.Thunder rumbles in the distance. There is no rain.A figure lies against a tree, eyes closed -this isSCHOFIELD, early-20s. Soft features.A man is sleeping next to him on the grass -BLAKE, 19,SERGEANT SANDERS (O.S.) (CONT'D)Blake wakes. He’s in uniform, damp and crumpled -LanceCorporal chevrons adorn it.Pick a man, bring your kit.Blake stands, stiff limbs coming back to life.Schofield’s eyes are still shut. Blake holds out his hand toSchofield. Schofield opens his eyes -they are gentle, wise.Schofield grudgingly raises his hand for a lift.Blake heaves him to his feet -his uniform is identical toBlake’s, same rank, the only difference is the brass woundstripe on Schofield’s left sleeve.They trudge towards Sanders, fastening their webbing. Asmattering of SOLDIERS -same regiment -same state offatigue and filth, lie around them. Stealing sleep.After a few paces the long grass begins to give way to welltrodden earth. Washing lines appears on either side of them.Blake and Schofield move past them. After a while -Schofield shakes his head, he hands an envelope to Blake.Blake’s eyes light up at the sight of the envelope, he tearsit open, reads it as he walks. Eyes scanning quickly, hisface filling with warmth.Blake finishes the note and slips it into a pocket.Schofield doesn’t seem to mind.The mess tents are now alongside. Fires are stoked, cookingis underway. More soldiers mill about.I’m bloody starving, aren’t you? Ithought we might get some decentgrub out here -only reason Idecided against the priesthood.Schofield lets out a laugh. Blake looks on hungrily as theySchofield rummages in his pockets, finds what he’s lookingfor -a handkerchief with some food wrapped in it. Blake’seyes fall on it hungrily.
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