I had heard about this film for years, most notably in an Eddie Izzard bit, and finally watched it last week. I guess I was expecting… something like a cross between Papillon and Escape From Alcatraz.
Like, they’re prisoners of war. I knew this to be the plot of the movie and was expecting the Germans in charge of the POW camp to be horrible. To be like, torturing them, or semi-starving them, or at LEAST like… yelling at them a lot.
But no! The prisoners can garden… there are arts and crafts… they can do bird watching lessons. They can play sports. They have enough freedom to constantly hang out in private developing elaborate escape plans. They have little bookshelves in their rooms. Steve McQueen gets to take his baseball glove and baseball into solitary confinement.
What the heck? It ruined the movie for me. I was not rooting for them. I was yelling at them to stay where they were. I didn’t feel sorry for any of the ones who died. YOU COULD HAVE STAYED IN A PERFECTLY NICE SUMMER CAMP TIL THE END OF THE WARRRRR.
The cheerful, singsongy score reminded me of the original Parent Trap. (I just checked Wikipedia to see which film was made first, and saw that there are several foreign remakes of The Parent Trap, and now I want to make it a personal goal to see all of them. But that’s neither here nor there.) (But Wiki does say that The Parent Trap “contains an homage” to The Great Escape, which is odd since the former was released two years prior to the latter.)
I mean, I guess it’s supposed to be a fun movie. Not all dark and about how awful war is. But I was disturbed by the idea of war as a very, very elaborate, very, very high-stakes game of Hide-and-Go-Seek played by overgrown boys.
So what are my questions, or why am I starting a thread on this. Um…
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The German POW camps in WWII must have been less pleasant than the one portrayed in The Great Escape, right?
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Did this ruin the movie for anyone else? My boyfriend kept telling me it was the principle of the thing, and patriotism, that kept them trying to escape. When I imagine myself in that situation though, I just think - staying alive requires you to do nothing terrible to anyone else… just wait out the war in German summer camp.