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.
90岁还能谈恋爱，太强了。
电影本身很淡很简单。能够看到老爷子还在拍电影就好温暖，
这是一部“停留”片，不是延展。多一星当然是给伊斯特伍德。
Eastwood电影看一个少一个 很舒服温柔的西部片 去墨西哥找老板儿子拉菲回来的过程 结识小镇家庭 驯马医治动物
简单真挚，但确实很多漏洞，墨西哥警长一秒变好人，老板娘任劳任怨，太扁平了
全年龄级温情西部片，希望老牛仔身体健康，拍到100岁。
虽然故事很简单甚至有点儿扯，台词也尴尬，但是当你看到92岁的东爷，步履蹒跚，却眼神坚毅，配上绝美到窒息的美墨风景，动人的配乐，和人到暮年才有的感悟，怎能不让人动容？
“老兵永不死，只是渐凋零”
也许东木大爷老了 想拍一个温柔简单的故事 这么大年纪还自导自演 想到这就无比敬佩
这么大岁数了真不容易！还得演副线的感情戏。哈哈哈。老当益壮。
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！
完美的西部公路片 老牛仔正如克林特伊斯特伍德 牛仔不论年龄能驯服最野的马 导演不论岁数能拍出最好的片 一生在马赏世间芳华 他一颦一笑便是好莱坞的辉煌生涯 91岁老爷子 他的电影是看一部少一部 我真是出生太晚太晚 希望能给他多点时间 也给我多点时间 让我再好好看看他
不得不说，剧本上实在是太糙了 ，各种剧情转折和人物动机都说不过去 ，但是作为东木的影迷，还能说什么呢，有一部看一部
HboMax首发。总体来说是很平稳的公路片。一条线路讲怎样接受变老，另一边讲怎样长大。风格很平淡，想讲的东西也很平淡。会继续支持Eastwood的下一部电影。
东木大爷年过九十依然奋战电影一线，令人钦佩，还希望看到老爷子贡献佳作。
九十一岁的东木从业五十年，参加过一百多部电影的制作，可是总有一些人想教他怎么拍电影。
镜头语言大师，这部新片剧情很一般，但又有多少人90岁还在自导自演着自己的片子呢…
东木是真的老了 就连看骡子的时候都没有那种扑面而来的老去 就连结局也无比像此时此刻的东木的创作心境 那些新世代的年轻人继续上路吧 我只想和我爱的人跳跳舞 将那些年与世对抗的心气慢慢放下 温柔地老去…
所有铺垫、剧情起承与人物动机都很匪夷所思。老头糊涂制片也不管吗
晚年的东木所赋予影像本身的与其称之为温柔不如说是静静的凝视，好莱坞式老少公路片的模板被套上了一层真挚的外壳，尽管东木执导的那么多电影看起来都是在叙述同一个理念，但那个孤身将自己留在西部世界的侠客仍旧让人愿意为他在荧幕上的调笑打上满分，有时我们对电影本身应该做的就是这样，镜头放在那里，我们怀着一颗欣慰的心仔细扫视着画面中的一切老物件，这本身就已经足够迷人。也许不及理查德朱维尔那般普世，但却是东木本心的表露，一部沉静下来的电影。“你以前很坚强，男子气概，但现在不再了”“男子气概被高估了，人们想表现出男子气概来让人们觉得他们勇敢。当你老了，你才发现你什么都不明白 而当你意识到时，已经太晚了。你必须做出自己的选择。”
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