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'The Book Thief' and 'The Monuments Men'

Hello everyone! Today I have two movies that are both very different and incredibly similar. They are both set during WWII. One is set within Nazi Germany and the other is set in Germany's path of conquest. I am going to start with 'The Book Thief' and save my favorite for last.

Trailer first shall we?


It looks SO intriguing! Every story becomes ten times more intense when it is set in Germany during WWII. We have all the stresses of adoption plus the fact that they are harbouring a Jewish man. I must say, the first thing that I notice is Geoffrey Rush. That man has mad acting skills and he usually chooses really good scripts. It looks good and I am in the mood for a movie like this to come out. Something with a lot of heart. I'm excited!

Next we have 'The Monuments Men'. A movie about the men who tried to preserve as much history and art as possible across Europe before Hitler got there and destroyed it all. Unsung heroes if you ask me. This looks like it will almost be a comedy except for the fact that there is such a dark underbelly to the plot. Here is the trailer.



I dare you to say that trailer doesn't look absolutely fantastic! The cast is brilliant, the story is unique and TRUE, and the scrips appears to be clever and perfectly fitted for each of the actors. I don't even know what else to say! I just love everything about this movie. The only negative is that I have to wait all the way till winter. That's way too long, I want to watch it today.

I do want to note one thing, Hugh Bonneville is one of the men. That's right Ladies and Gentlemen, Lord Grantham of 'Downton Abbey' is in this movie. Go ahead and squeal with delight.

Now do you see what I mean about both these movies being different and the same? I think Hollywood is on a bit of a WWII kick, but I won't complain! They both look fantastic and I am looking forward to watching both of them in their time.

UPDATE: I have since seen 'The Book Thief' and written a review.

UPDATE: I have since seen 'The Monuments Men' and written a review.

Comments

  1. Both look amazing. We shall watch for them. But first, the book must be read.....by me!

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