That was a very evocative image. That was brilliant cinematography and direction. It wrenched my heart. But it didn't burn my soul like that scene in the latrine. The little boy is up to his neck in filth, in a dark hole in the ground, there is light shining through the toilet seat, and he looks up, and his face is illuminated by the light, and you see his fear and despair and his hopelessness. It literally burned a hole in my soul, and I burst into tears because I felt his pain but was unable to help him. I am starting to cry now, just writing about it.
When a movie can make you feel what the characters are experiencing so intensely that you weep for them, I call that good movie making.
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That was a very evocative image. That was brilliant cinematography and direction. It wrenched my heart. But it didn't burn my soul like that scene in the latrine. The little boy is up to his neck in filth, in a dark hole in the ground, there is light shining through the toilet seat, and he looks up, and his face is illuminated by the light, and you see his fear and despair and his hopelessness. It literally burned a hole in my soul, and I burst into tears because I felt his pain but was unable to help him. I am starting to cry now, just writing about it.
When a movie can make you feel what the characters are experiencing so intensely that you weep for them, I call that good movie making.