Somewhere in the remote region, the war ends. In the midst of ruined cities and houses in the streets, in rural hamlets, everywhere where people still live, are children who have lost their homes and parents. Abandoned, hungry, and in rags, defenseless and humiliated, they wander through the world. Hunger drives them. Little streams of orphans merge into a river which rushes forward and submerges everything in its path. The children do not know any feeling; they know only the world of their enemies. They fight, steal, struggle for a mouthful of food, and violence is merely a means to get it. A gang led by Cahoun finds a refuge in an abandoned castle and encounters an old composer who has voluntarily retired into solitude from a world of hatred, treason, and crime. How can they find a common ground, how can they become mutual friends? The castle becomes their hiding place but possibly it will also be their first home which they may organize and must defend. But even for this, the price will be very high.
To this simple story, the journalist, writer, poet, scriptwriter, movie director, and film theoretician Béla Balázs applied many years of experience. He and the director Géza Radványi created a work which opened a new postwar chapter in Hungarian film. Surprisingly, this film has not lost any of its impact over the years, especially on a profound philosophical level. That is to say, it is not merely a movie about war; it is not important in what location and in what period of time it takes place. It is a story outside of time about the joyless fate of children who pay dearly for the cruel war games of adults.
At the time it was premiered, the movie was enthusiastically received by the critics. The main roles were taken by streetwise boys of a children's group who created their roles improvisationally in close contact with a few professional actors, and in the children's acting their own fresh experience of war's turmoil appears to be reflected. At the same time, their performance fits admirably into the mosaic of a very complex movie language. Balázs's influence revealed itself, above all, in the introductory sequences: an air raid on an amusement park, seen in a montage of dramatic situations evoking the last spasms of war, where, undoubtedly, we discern the influence of classical Soviet cinematography. Shooting, the boy's escape, the locomotive's wheels, the shadows of soldiers with submachine guns, the sound of a whistle—the images are linked together in abrupt sequences in which varying shots and expressive sharp sounds are emphasized. A perfectly planned screenplay avoided all elements of sentimentality, time-worn stereotypes of wronged children, romanticism and cheap simplification. The authors succeeded in bridging the perilous dramatic abyss of the metamorphosis of a children's community. Their telling of the story (the scene of pillaging, the assault on the castle, etc) independently introduced some neorealist elements which, at that time, were being propagated in Italy by De Sica, Rossellini, and other film artists. The rebukes of contemporary critics, who called attention to "formalism for its own sake" have been forgotten. The masterly art of cameraman Barnabás Hegyi gives vitality to the poetic images. His angle shots of the children, his composition of scenes in the castle interior, are a living document of the times, and underline the atmosphere and the characters of the protagonists. The success of the picture was also enhanced by the musical art of composer Dénes Buday who, in tense situations, inserted the theme of the Marseilaise into the movie's structure, as a motive of community unification, as an expression of friendship and the possibility of understanding.
Valahol Europaban is the first significant postwar Hungarian film. It originated in a relaxed atmosphere, replete with joy and euphoria, and it includes these elements in order to demonstrate the strength of humanism, tolerance, and friendship. It represents a general condemnation of war anywhere in the world, in any form.
还是一如既往的温和与英雄迟暮，可惜这部《Cry Macho》除了剧作规整之外也没有什么其他闪光之处了，东木头仍有精力自导自演是一件很令人钦佩的事情，只是在不断地重复的同时也能发觉越来越力不从心，I don't know how to cure "old."。
剧本、台词、节奏、配乐、表演有一样在线吗?
电影很工整，美墨边境完全成了老爷子大片的背景板，特别是有些部分是直接能拿去当广告的程度，在这方面东木还是游刃有余，故事上就偏平淡了，每次危机来临就瞬间结束，加上年事已高，驯马镜头也用了替身，不过老爷子的状态是真的好啊！
7/10 垂垂老矣的《完美的世界》，冲突不再明显，故事不再犀利，但细腻的情感转变都可以清楚的看得见。老东木的西部公路片玩了一辈子，就算看到现在依然细腻的有味道。
一直帅，希望这么优秀的电影人能长命百岁，不期而遇的美好！
这片要表达的不是英雄迟暮，而是“英雄永不死，只是渐凋零”。一个男孩，总是要有人带他走一段路，教他成为一个男人。谨记：努力成为一个像东木这样的人！
一些瑕疵在91岁的老爷子面前都不算什么了。
二十分钟后我在电影院睡着，一个小时后思考再三中途退场。是的我可以看路边野餐和大象津津有味却觉得这部干瘪无聊浪费生命，每一句台词说出来都让人想嘘，男主似乎已经动弹不得难当此任并且把电影节奏拖累得和他的脚步一样缓慢而衰颓。
看完之后莫名特别悲伤，这可能是老爷子的倒数第二部电影了
高产之下，维持质量只是奢望。不过向91岁的老人的敬业精神致敬。
啊？从什么时候开始，在东木的电影里，“男子汉”气概这三个字，是用嘴说出来的啊？？ 全程萎靡颓废
关于这个人物没有可信度。老爷子的金句在最后，反西部牛仔的宣言。
他，依旧年轻
饒了老頭吧 講沒幾句就喘成那樣....... 還要他去救你兒子???
如果不是东木老爷子自导自演的电影，你会觉得这是一部平庸之作，都是情怀吧，电影本身不值得
基本上还是之前的套路，但是没有以前那么激烈的矛盾冲突。冲击力小了很多，但是也温柔了很多。看之前我很害怕老爷子又要做什么牺牲，不过，结局是很满意的。从电影的角度讲，这部片子并没有老爷车、百万美元宝贝之类的震撼与感动甚至心痛，但是依然能看出来老爷子对爱的理解，对自由西部的怀念。有些必不可少的元素在这里显得有些尬，节奏也有些慢，也不知道为什么macho要cry，甚至觉得东木的导演水平有所下滑。但是，当那个西部之神以九十多岁高龄站在那里的时候，本身就是一座丰碑！真心希望东木爷爷健康长寿！
英雄有迟暮，铁血含柔情。深夜观影毕，多打一颗星。
7/10 垂垂老矣的《完美的世界》，冲突不再明显，故事不再犀利，但细腻的情感转变都可以清楚的看得见。老东木的西部公路片玩了一辈子，就算看到现在依然细腻的有味道。
猛男鸡反转那段处理的有点过于魔幻。老牛仔的戏有两点独特魅力，一个是慢一拍的反应，戏剧节奏拿的很稳，二是丰厚的经历，应对时处变不惊的态度
克林特伊斯特伍德是电影界的活化石，九十多岁的高龄依然保持一年一部的高产。
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