The Shaw shank Redemption is the sort of movie that is a true work of both art and magic. It is a work of art in the fact that it can so perfectly paint the picture of a man who will not relinquish the only thing someone can not directly take away: hope. It is work of magic in the fact that I was completely enveloped in it.
To me this movie is also the one, which sneaks up to me. As for most of its 142 minutes, I watched unpleasant things happen to a man who clearly doesn’t deserve it. For example, the physically and mentally abuses, sexual harassments, murder and innocent one been beaten to death. I like the idea of this movie as everything has been presented in such perfect way. The outside of the prison is more pleasant, classic and full with freedom but inside, it was lifeless, old, cold and colourless. Shaw shank redemption does not like the other movies: with special effects, romantic tales or horrifies scene and bring the really faces of human natures and lives. But it truly touched a person’s spirit. It is a film filled with hope and courage. It is infused with the weight of wasted years, reminding us that we are granted but one life, and that to live that life in vain is a cause for sorrow, which defies consolation. There is a difference between living and simply existing, a difference many of the inmates eventually lose sight of, and it may just get you thinking about your life, and the fact that not all walls can be seen with the naked eye.
