We watched ‘The Boy In The Striped Pajamas’ earlier this week. No special effects or flashy moves, just a poignant tale of life from the perspective of a child of a high ranking militia during the Second World War.
The staff at Cineleisure automatically gave us student rates at $6/tix. I cannot phantom which part of my sagging face and body gave her that impression. But still, bless her kind, charitable soul! I think this is the start of a beautiful friendship! Hohoho..
And Limited Ed there carries the cutest patent Vans skimmers at $99/pair. I hope it will sit pretty on the shelves until June when my bonus arrives. We also found this shop selling Korean stuff and bought really adorable stuff from this brand called Magic Soup.
Though the film deviates somewhat from the original novel, the simple storyline was able to portray the stark contrast of Bruno’s naiveté to the genocide that was unraveling in Germany during those tumultuous times.
Deep in the woods, Bruno comes to a fence, where he finally discovers Shmuel and the boys become fast friends. Sharing the same birthday, both boys forge a strong bond as the days pass, playing across an electric fence.
On his last day at the camp, after deciding to help Shmuel find his missing father, both boys find themselves being herded into an empty room only to meet their maker.
In the darkness, they hold hands.
And nothing in the world could make them let go.
The touching rendition of putting a face on Bruno and Shmuel elevated emotions to new levels. To see the boys interact, segregated by a fence that represents more then a physical barrier, was actually quite painful.
And at the abrupt end of the movie, there was not a dry eye in the theatre.
You should really read the book because the novel develops and explores the different characters better, especially that of Bruno’s family. Nevertheless, The Boy In The Striped Pajamas is a deeply moving story.
