soft and not painful things that i love so, so much about 1917:
the absurd and delightful size difference between the two privates who find scho dragging blake’s body and the fact that the little one is in charge while the bigger one is just a gentle giant (and the way that they watch scho passing with captain smith once they’re already sitting back in their truck, like they’re still quietly worried about him)
the fact that the idiot who thought it was tuesday saying his little “sorry, sir” wasn’t in the script
cooke giving the finger to the driver, like that boy is just so completely feral
the way kilgour kinda happily dozes into his scarf while leslie’s talking to scho and blake and looks up with the most startled, softest little :o when leslie tells him to fetch the flare gun
scho not taking his hand off blake’s shoulder for like 30 seconds after they get away from the soldiers yelling at him, and staring at him the whole time until he tries to break the tension with “it’s bloody quiet”
the fact scho could have been mean and petty and told blake it was his fault when he asks “your hand alright?”, but he instead just says he put it through an effing german. he doesn’t want to make blake feel guilty because he knows it wasn’t his fault he was scared by the face in the mud, and he knows there’s no point placing blame, and he wants to protect him
“welcome aboard the night bus to fuck knows where”
“you could do with a new set”
how deeply jondolar cares for scho. like, he sees him and he’s just immediately “i am going to protect this boy. i am going to make sure he is okay”
the way jondolar picks on and singles out rossi the most out of all the men he’s with, like they’re clearly close and i’m soft i love it
scho’s bunny face. that thing he does with his mouth where only his top row of teeth show. the soft bashful little bunny smile when he tells blake he can eat bosch dog meat because oh that’s such a cheeky thing to say i’m the devil incarnate. the face he does when he hurts his hand and when he’s pushing the truck. that face
the fact you can hear the dog barking for a little while before scho and blake even get to the frontline, and for a little while afterwards - that dog was so well-behaved and sweet to sit through 50 takes and i love the realism of him/her still… existing even after the camera has moved on
the yorks were probably cheering and laughing and jumping all over each other and celebrating back in the trenches when they saw the flare - it would have been the highest point of their lives in months and a symbol of hope
the colonel’s driver when he asks if he can drive around the tree now - “no, sir.” he’s so tired. he’s been putting up with the colonel for months. we truly do love to see it.
“they at least could have retreated with a bit of grace, BASTARDS”
scho’s frightened flailing when he says “i can’t, i can’t see!!” it’s the most freely and uncontrolled we ever see him move and he’s just so heartbreakingly soft
“sirthatlandisheldbythegermans”
blake wiping his sleeve across his face when he slides down into the crater and waits for scho to lead the way from the barbed wire
blake reacting to every single dead body they come across in no man’s land with the same amount of disgust and horror and grief every single time because he isn’t used to all the senseless death yet while schofield doesn’t give any of them a second look, no wait that’s sad
scho’s tiny smile when he’s talking to the baby and the way he brushes his thumb in circles over her fingers
scho’s eyes never leaving lauri’s in that one bit where it would have been a kiss in any other film or where his eyes would have at least gone to her lips. he respects her. he admires her. he wants her to feel safe and cared for. his thank you is genuine. she’s what his daughters/nieces could grow up to be
the fact that they chose a balletic score to go over the night window sequence. like, ballet-esque music in a war film. it’s beautiful and so brave. and the way the surreal, liquid shapes perfectly capture what scho is experiencing with his concussion.
the way scho walks to the german by the burning church because in his concussed state, he honestly goes “friend? that man is my friend?”
joe’s first instinct to try and make scho feel better and comforted is food, same as blake
“what the HELL are you doing, lance corporal?”
scho’s horrible, panicked sobs when he realises he’s just touched a body in the water, and the way they grow when he realises they’re everywhere and he has to go over them. wait no that’s sad too
“well he’s not one of ours”
the way the singing soldier sounds so much like blake that schofield probably thinks he has come to greet him in heaven
