Somewhere in the remote region, the war ends. In the midst of ruined cities and houses in the streets, in rural hamlets, everywhere where people still live, are children who have lost their homes and parents. Abandoned, hungry, and in rags, defenseless and humiliated, they wander through the world. Hunger drives them. Little streams of orphans merge into a river which rushes forward and submerges everything in its path. The children do not know any feeling; they know only the world of their enemies. They fight, steal, struggle for a mouthful of food, and violence is merely a means to get it. A gang led by Cahoun finds a refuge in an abandoned castle and encounters an old composer who has voluntarily retired into solitude from a world of hatred, treason, and crime. How can they find a common ground, how can they become mutual friends? The castle becomes their hiding place but possibly it will also be their first home which they may organize and must defend. But even for this, the price will be very high.
To this simple story, the journalist, writer, poet, scriptwriter, movie director, and film theoretician Béla Balázs applied many years of experience. He and the director Géza Radványi created a work which opened a new postwar chapter in Hungarian film. Surprisingly, this film has not lost any of its impact over the years, especially on a profound philosophical level. That is to say, it is not merely a movie about war; it is not important in what location and in what period of time it takes place. It is a story outside of time about the joyless fate of children who pay dearly for the cruel war games of adults.
At the time it was premiered, the movie was enthusiastically received by the critics. The main roles were taken by streetwise boys of a children's group who created their roles improvisationally in close contact with a few professional actors, and in the children's acting their own fresh experience of war's turmoil appears to be reflected. At the same time, their performance fits admirably into the mosaic of a very complex movie language. Balázs's influence revealed itself, above all, in the introductory sequences: an air raid on an amusement park, seen in a montage of dramatic situations evoking the last spasms of war, where, undoubtedly, we discern the influence of classical Soviet cinematography. Shooting, the boy's escape, the locomotive's wheels, the shadows of soldiers with submachine guns, the sound of a whistle—the images are linked together in abrupt sequences in which varying shots and expressive sharp sounds are emphasized. A perfectly planned screenplay avoided all elements of sentimentality, time-worn stereotypes of wronged children, romanticism and cheap simplification. The authors succeeded in bridging the perilous dramatic abyss of the metamorphosis of a children's community. Their telling of the story (the scene of pillaging, the assault on the castle, etc) independently introduced some neorealist elements which, at that time, were being propagated in Italy by De Sica, Rossellini, and other film artists. The rebukes of contemporary critics, who called attention to "formalism for its own sake" have been forgotten. The masterly art of cameraman Barnabás Hegyi gives vitality to the poetic images. His angle shots of the children, his composition of scenes in the castle interior, are a living document of the times, and underline the atmosphere and the characters of the protagonists. The success of the picture was also enhanced by the musical art of composer Dénes Buday who, in tense situations, inserted the theme of the Marseilaise into the movie's structure, as a motive of community unification, as an expression of friendship and the possibility of understanding.
Valahol Europaban is the first significant postwar Hungarian film. It originated in a relaxed atmosphere, replete with joy and euphoria, and it includes these elements in order to demonstrate the strength of humanism, tolerance, and friendship. It represents a general condemnation of war anywhere in the world, in any form.
很难说是被治愈了 还是被致郁了 其实最终还是会归于平静吧 不过是生活的常态 带着希望在绝望中挣扎 不停寻找 不停受挫 然后继续寻找 继续受挫 爱你的和你爱的人会因为各种各样的原因离你而去 而你能做的只有眼睁睁看着他们离去 然后孤苦伶仃 大叔好帅 接到妈妈邻居电话的同时女儿坐着别人的车一骑绝尘 水深火热的处境 让人想抱抱他 可是 成年人的世界 拒绝了 就是拒绝了 很难回头 很难破镜重圆 孤独委屈 极力挽回也没什么用 以及 大叔真帅+1
#有些人是不能沾酒的，但他还是去碰了，因为生活有了一道豁口，便浑浑噩噩地找来一切意图填补。性，酒精，药物，乃至最后连亲情也要拿来尝试。在过往中留恋，不甘于放弃，还有那因谎言蔓延开的麻木与窃喜，然而这一切却又是那么的痛。太痛了，要像孩子一般嘶吼着、咆哮着、控诉着，但背影是落寞的、孤独的、害怕的。幻想与执着终是要画上一个句号，就如烟花易冷。当所有的依靠最后都离他远去，立于高台之上，道着最后的深情，是否会俯视，是否会有想要放弃的冲动？
leo叔又一次奉献了尺度，但毕竟年龄在那里，会很显疲态，应该趁风华正茂的时候多拍拍的，这片子某种程度上是描绘出同志面对生老病死的一种选择，但都是谜语人，没深挖，流量的心，为何流浪，心猿意马，为何无法去爱
我爱你，告诉我你爱我。
没有想到Leo唱Careless Whisper这么好听【电影其实像男主一样一直原地踏步 没有解释他的精神问题 结尾也没有任何解决 就像个半成品令人致郁 但又讽刺的贴近生活
这片的内核就是“悲伤，疏离，被抛弃，破裂”，虽然结构不免俗套：悲痛和矛盾逐步升级并最终达到顶点，但情感还是表现得很到位，感觉内心一直在流泪。还是感谢莱昂纳多贡献了大尺度全裸，很喜欢的一场戏
成年父女打闹，猫很安然。
顺着 理央找过来的，只不过中间过渡是不是太快了？
对不起，我爱惨了，情绪在一部片子里经历大笑大哭，编剧的细腻我太喜欢了
老男人被掰弯的故事，隐隐约约不管是哪里都很好笑，虽然狗血但是我喜欢这个故事，最后半小时开始就很弱了倒是真的，结尾也很老套。但是好笑好笑
父女两在海滩边望着清晨的阳光，嘎然而止，我觉得这样的结尾会更好
还挺逗的。在塑造金贤这个人物的可悲、烦躁、上还挺成功，对他的中年困境感同身受。
。。 不必看。韩国也能有中国式贺岁喜剧啊。。。。
浮华生活下尽是空虚寂寞与痛苦，想握住所有的爱却在不断失去怎么也握不住，嗑药酒精性长伴于身，虽能麻痹自己却难以支撑。最后才发现一切源自童年的阴影，幼年的伤疤一直延伸到成年之后，难以和解，处处破碎。又是一部那种看完要抑郁一阵子的电影，实在是太难受了！
女儿，前妻，母亲，旧爱，一颗心到底要放在哪里？中年所遇的问题就像海边的涟漪一遍又一遍不断冲刷着上岸，到底什么是爱？是女儿是母亲是旧爱还是新欢带来的身体上的接触，他们说在这里你找不到你要的答案。新欢难寻，旧爱难巡，也许一颗心掰碎了就能分成几份，我不知道最后他会把心放在哪里，但我知道在他流浪之前他的心早已不属于自己。
what's up with the manic pixie dream girl trope
3.5.与其说是躁郁症，不如说是中年危机混合分离焦虑吧.可惜情绪流实在太混乱了，Léo的演技也挽回不了多少.Btw 为什么会有Léo从青年到中年都这么可口的男子.Damn good!👍
晚上通宵在大街上闲聊，看黎明升起的朝阳。白天又能化身成年人，做一成不变的工作。很羡慕这种精力。
剧情从中间就开始扯了 但是还是很喜欢拍出的这种若者（弱者）感
3.5 生活本身就是一出荒诞的戏剧 虽然不是很懂导演想表达什么 但它真的挺搞笑
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