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The Pianist




Directed by: Roman Polanski

Language: English

Year: 2002

Genre: drama, historical drama

Starring: Adrien Brody, Thomas Kretschmann, Frank Finlay, Emilia Fox


Synopsis 
During the World War II, an acclaimed Polish musician Wladyslaw faces various struggles as he loses contact with his family. As the situation worsens, he hides in the ruins of Warsaw in order to survive.

My view
”The Pianist” is an intense drama film directed by Roman Polansky based on the autobiography of Wladyslaw Szpilman.

The movie is set in the late 30s and 40s. It's about the story of Wladyslaw Szpilman, a Polish jew and his struggles to get through the Jew holocaust by the Germans. 
This movie is not totally about the Nazi Holocaust on the Jews, it portrays the events occured to the protagonist (Szpilman). How he went through such horrible times, how the man survived such a massacre. When he first heard the news about the relocation of Jews, he decides not to leave home at any circumstances. But eventually, Szpilman and his family were forced to leave their city and later on seperated among themselves.

Szpilman refuses to join the Jewish police force formed to work under the Nazis. It may or may not have had his family saved. But his dignity didn't allow him to do so.

In the following events, Szpilman loses his family and is forced to live hiding in the ruins of Warsaw, with limited amount of food and water. 

The movie also demonstrate remarkable episodes of highly intense, emotional and heartbreaking events. It displays how desperate people can be. The things people do to survive. There is no man dangerous than someone with high survival instinct. Szpilman was able to get through the situation alive with both willpower and luck.

Apart from being a survival story, it illustrate the true events happened in Poland during the World War II.

In the final scenes, Szpilman is asked to play piano by a Nazi official. Despite all the hunger and suffering, he plays something truly magical. 
No matter how good or bad life may turn we never actually change from who we really are and here in case of Szpilman, he was born to be a pianist. 

Wladyslaw Szpilman was neither a hero nor a fighter but he did what he had to do to survive.

Adrian Brody lived the role of Szpilman to it's fullest. It takes pure talent to portray all that emotions of loneliness, hunger, and pain. No wonder he won Oscars that year for best actor.

The pianist won Oscars for best director (Roman Polansky), best-adapted screenplay(Ronald Harwood), and best actor(Adrian Brody).

Slow but still this movie will leave some impacts on our mind. Try watching Roberto Bengini’s  ”Life Is Beautiful”(Italian) too. 


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