The film is not about a hero - "The Pianist"
From the very first shots, I thought the movie would be good. How could it be otherwise, if Colonie pours the music of Chopin. Caught. A thin man is running his fingers over the black-and-white keys of a piano, and there are people standing nearby who are enjoying his skill through the glass. Then I was afraid that this was a simple biopic about a musician, but then the explosions of shells took away my fears and doubts. After all, the second world war. Initially, I hoped it would be a Ryan-style mochilovo, but no. The Director immediately dismissed this option. You won't see anything like this. Something much better is waiting for you. More specifically, the story of Wladek szpilman, a Polish Jew and his family. You can immediately see a man of art, kind, responsive and very adapted to life. His music is important to him. Even on communication with the girl, it is clear — he would not be able to glue Kate Beckinsale for any candy in the world. And then it turns out that he can'