I wish they would make
more like this
once in a while
artistry
without scorn
about universal things
that matter
I love this movie and I love this scene – it’s the penultimate moment before Dana Andrews walks among the bones of old bombers and confronts – in some sense – the demons of that war.
I’m not sure we should glorify the sacrifices that people make in war, but I do think we should honor them, especially in a righteous cause. This quiet scene encapsulates that idea with measured and moving grace – the pride in a father’s face, the catch in his throat as holds his emotions, and the compassion in his wife’s eyes, which convey paragraphs without a word – this is masterful movie making, in one of the great films.
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