Starring: Alexei Wiltkov/Vitaly Kishchenko/Valeriy Grishko
Type: Action/Fantasy/Adventure
Region: Russia
World War II is coming to an end, and the fierce and protracted war has made the Soviet Union and the German army more and more tired. As the attack became more and more fierce, the Soviet army was horrified to find that it had sent a tiger tank painted white-"White Tiger". The "white tiger" appeared from the smoke of war again and again, outnumbered, with the intention of destroying Soviet tanks, and then disappeared instantly.
The terrible thing is that no one can confirm the existence of the "white tiger", but no one dares to deny it. Until another day, the Soviet commander decided to build a modified T-34 tank. The captain of this tank is Captain Naja Novo. When he was manipulating the tank, his car was destroyed by the "White Tiger" and burned to pieces. But miraculously survived, and recovered and returned to the battlefield in a short time.
He doesn't remember his name, he doesn't remember everything that happened in the past, he only remembers that he is a tank driver. He firmly believes that the mysterious German tank "White Tiger" really exists and is determined to destroy it.
As a film set in World War II, it didn't really describe the cruelty of the war, nor did it see the slogan calling for anti-war. The structure of the film jumps greatly, from the inexplicable beginning to the sudden end of the war, and then to the bizarre prophetic dialogue between the Fuehrer and strangers. The film was boring from beginning to end, and it was a bit overwhelming. Another "I actually finished watching" movie.
But it is such a pale and straightforward narrative that is extremely intriguing. The more I look at it, the more I feel. I found some in-depth film reviews in Douban, but I still want to insist on writing down my understanding, right or wrong.
This is what Najia's husband said when he talked with the chief executive after 90% of the burns recovered quickly.
War makes people paranoid, obsessed with making the protagonist give up his family, identity and self, and only remember that he wants to destroy the white tiger. I can't control anything, just fight, win, find it and destroy it.
The hero once achieved infinity, smashing the battery of the "White Tiger", but it only took one shot to make the "White Tiger" disappear again.
Destined to make the protagonist regret it. The war is over. After the battle of Vistula, Berlin was completely defeated. There will be no more white tiger style. Even if defeated, everything will lose its meaning.
Like a stubborn child, life is impermanent. When I can burn him, nothing matters.
Looking at the barrage, some people say it is the national spirit, some people say that the white tiger symbolizes Nazi, and some people say that the original works refer to war here. But I have always understood it as a hero's unwillingness to lose. When the colonel turned around again, Najia and his "T-34" disappeared like "white tigers". Does he want to hide himself and wait for the appearance of the "white tiger"?
Finally, I saw the Fuehrer's confession sitting in the temple of "Varhala". It seems that they can all go to heaven in the end. After the old rivals met, they put aside everything and talked calmly and talked about their persistence. The Fuehrer will not think that he is wrong, just as everyone has his own justice and every nation has its own God.
If so, Germany and the Soviet Union will not only ignite wars on earth, but also ignite wars in heaven. What Najia is waiting for is the "White Tiger" or the next war.
I once thought about what China would be like if it had not been invaded by foreign countries. I remembered that "you won't be moved by people much taller than you, but you will certainly be stimulated by people similar to you". Is it because of the stimulation of war that our nation has developed to this day?
We hate the pain caused by those wars. This sentence is right, but it is so pale and thin from my mouth. Have I ever been in a war? Have I ever been in a war? No, if the above is true, we are obviously enjoying the fruits of war in a sense.
There are only two kinds of pain, one makes you stronger, and the other is worthless, just adding to the torture. Our country may be strong enough to grow up again after the baptism of war like the badly burned tank driver.
As a result, the winner stays.