The Bridge on the River Kwai
I watched The Bridge on the River Kwai last night; it's been some time since I've seen it. As someone pointed out it, like other prisoner of war films, shows you something that battlefields cannot: It shows you the people. Because they are trapped in a confined space, all we can show are the characters of the people involved. We are forced inwards because there's no way of looking outwards. Whether through stubbornness, stupidity, or a true sense of honour, that film shows a sliver of man's capability to stick to a higher ideal, even under the worst of circumstances.