I've been to the cinema twice over the weekend and feel the films I've watched, despite relating to totally different epochs and with significantly different types of approaches have both focused on the importance of values, solidarity and friendship in times of despair.
Based on a novel by Hans Fallada, "Alone in Berlin" holds onto very strong performances of the main characters - " Brendan Gleeson and Emma Thompson bring some stoic dignity to a conservatively told true story of Nazi resistance".
"I, Daniel Blake" by Ken Loach is "a polemical indictment of a faceless benefits bureaucracy that strips claimants of their humanity by reducing them to mere numbers (...) it is a celebration of the decency and kinship of (extra)ordinary people who look for each other when the state abandons its duty of care."
Whilst Alone in Berlin is a slow pace type of film allowing you to gradually and almost unoticeably feel the pain of the main characters who choose the potential power of words written on postcards "silent and persistently" distributed in a city surrounded by Nazi informers as a way of venting their disappointment and despair at a system they believed in and which has claimed their son, I , Daniel Blake has an immediate impact on the viewers because the sequence of the pronounced words and actions being so devastingly strong that the problematic situations which are being unveiled do almost instantaneously become yours ...
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