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.
随着周数的增加，递进的压抑让人逐渐透不过气，三次钻心的疼痛感从生理到心理，透过屏幕疯狂的涌出，让人近乎晕厥，直到最后卫生间的那声落水，窒息感到了顶峰。这是压在那个年代欧洲女性身上的三座大山，性压抑，子宫压抑，男性失位，直到60年后的今天，她们还在为反堕胎法而抗争。男同胞更应该好好看看这部作品，这是男性需要承担起的责任。
但电影之外的社会现实更是让人痛苦，在全球各地广泛的限制堕胎法规，宗教威权下对女性自由的迫害………对女性权利的限制从未停止。而电影更像是一次记录，不是对那些争取平等权利的女性的歌颂，而是将“正发生”的苦难展现出来，镇痛。
堕胎之权利，不可侵犯；自由之神圣，不可侵占；反抗之必要，不可批判；身体之痛楚，不可轻擅；心灵之孤独，不可窥看；恐惧之机能，不可呼唤；勇气之宝贵，不可怠慢；距离之冷漠，不可舒缓；沉默之凝视，不可弥漫；愤怒之声响，不可阻拦；明灯之启示，不可小看。「正发生」是一句足以让人时刻保持警醒的时代口号，与随时可能倒退并抹灭掉来之不易的宝贵现实共同惩戒那历史当下的阴霾。感谢每一个能够在洪流中直视恐惧，在看似末路无解的现实仍找寻着答案的人，在黑暗世代中点燃烛火，敢于去用自己的坚毅逃逸命运黑洞的人，处在死寂噤声的主旋律还能够去演奏真理的人。这仍是一个水深火热的时代，抗议反堕胎的游行队伍仍在街头呼喊，这仍是一个血腥暴力的时代，宗教法律仍不能忍受当代女性意识的解放，但欲望不灭，自由不散，幸运并不总是在你我身边存在。
就连法国1975年才堕胎合法……对子宫各种使用权的掌握是父权社会对女性最残忍的剥削
没有想到回忆录改编尽然可以拍的像青春thriller
不得不提一下，黄子韬以明星真实身份出现效果太炸了，不要形象的秃顶以及满嘴青岛话，绝对是我观影以来印象最深刻笑点。
但片子倒确实可谓同类故事中的范本式电影，导演的视听技艺不俗。也能成功让男性观众也由之而深觉:堕胎是女性的权利，反堕胎不可取。金狮奖或许没错拿。
Realistic and relevant
太安全了，不及《NRSA》勇敢。从他人面孔中读到的始终是女主的惊恐无助，像一面仅作自拍用途的镜墙。不妨翻转镜头，尝试进入他人的世界，甚至短暂抛弃自己，或能更加理解自身的处境。
4.5 如果要比较 这部电影对我来说更像《索尔之子》 跟随着主角的镜头和压抑的配乐牵制观众在这场主角的斗争里无法呼吸 所以也可以说是一部“关于女性的战争片” 而那痛苦的三场戏虽然没有拍出来 却也真实的血淋淋 导演的镜头语言控制很好 剧本我觉得反而弱了些
堕胎故事还是需要一些新意。这一点上《从不，很少，有时，总是》我还更喜欢一点，它更多展示了这个流程被左派在各种文化、社会、伦理因素挤压下一个危如累卵的操作流程。同理《四月三周两天》也是个极权社会生活的切片。这部里的困境还是显得有些单一。
“他们认为女性不需要选择权。”
实至名归的威尼斯金狮奖～女性导演视角在最近两三年大放光彩，这次更是直接亮出真家伙，直接而凌厉的画面挑战着观众和时代
我看的太难受了 女孩太难了 非常法式的高强度的跟拍特写镜头前仿佛亲历一场堕胎 特别喜欢阳光下陷入沉思的各种片段 太感同身受了 没错 发生在60年代的法国 如今依然“正发生”
不可能的。男性不可能懂得女性的痛（自然包括熱評上的幾位男性影評人）。
将铁签伸进那一段是遮住眼睛看的 作为女性 看到生理疼
短评区叫嚣着“女拳”的男性用户让电影价值愈发凸显。
四月三周两天的法国版本，给片子本身的意义多半个星，成为母亲之前请先成为自己
疼。不单单是视觉维度通过画面传导的“共情”的疼，还有由影像调拨其他感官所造成的拟态的疼。三场戏中，这种钻心的疼痛感不断从边缘推移至中心，由掩盖着的表情-声音描述到最后的直视血腥，紧张与不安逐渐被幽暗的环境、糟糕的基调挤向高潮，再于最后的一片白幕中被瓦解。可悲的是，虽然是那个时候「正发生」的痛苦，在如今这个渣滓泛滥的年代，我们也无法不怀疑它不会「再发生」，甚至愈演愈烈。
改编自Annie Ernaux同名自传作品，致只有女人会生的病。
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