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A bit of color for once, all the better to see the red flags with, not to mention the obvious aerial file footage of Warsaw. The story concerns Jozef Malesa, the mason or bricklayer of the title. He was once the darling of the party, the son of two old party activists, a worker of heroic reputation, his own commitment to The Movement unquestioned. He was chosen to be destined for great things, specially educated and pushed forward to positions of responsibility in the Party. Eventually he decides, because of the ethical pressures which he feels from the obstructionism of the bureaucracy from above, he asks to return to be a simple bricklayer. He is disturbed with the way the Party deals with people, especially their lack of direct contact. He thinks workers know better than the leadership many times but that's not the way power flows. He is uncomfortable with the compromises to his idealism. He remains committed to social justice and joins his friends for the May Day rally where his comfort and confidence in his place in society cause him to defer to no man, certainly no rat faced men in overcoats with red armbands. His great pleasure in life moreover is laying brick. He finds the work satisfying and fulfilling which is why he was such an obviously superior worker in the first place.

　　两个少女，一个生在波兰，一个生在法国，同样的相貌，同样的年龄，她们也有一样的名字：薇罗尼卡。她们都那样喜欢音乐，嗓音甜美。波兰的薇罗尼卡非常喜欢唱歌，唱高音特别出众。她觉得自己并不是独自一人生活在这个世界上，没想到一天她真的遇到一个样子跟她一模一样的女孩，可是她自己却在一次表演中心脏病发暴毙在舞台上。此时身在法国的薇罗尼卡正沉醉在与男友的欢愉中，突然她觉得特别的空虚难过。此后她的生活中便常常响起一段极其哀怨的曲子，她爱上了一个儿童读物作家。一次与男友聊天的过程中，她发现了在波兰拍的照片中，出现了一个与自己极为相似的女子，此时她才深深相信，世界上还有另外一个自己存在。

　　

　　

　　几个老兵都在第二次世界大战时失明，唯有在梦中还能看得见。

　　At the time of the Polish social regime, a security officer is promoted to work at a prison yard. Introducing concurrently with the narrator; he speaks of himself, his thoughts, his point of view. He tells that he is not afraid of bandits or gangs; on the contrary he gets a kick out armed conflicts. To get a start in his new duty, he shops for a watchdog; and he buys an untrained attack dog as his companion. Then he speaks of the adjudications that the death sentence for fugitives is lacking influence. From his point of view, the judicatory tribunal must execute the fugitives in public. In the morning the next day he wears his uniform and start working with pride.　　Whilst he is on his duty, a very harmonic music score begins to be played on the piano. The watchman spectates the peaceful life on the street. At that time we catch on that socialism is not a governmental regime; yet it's an uneducated behavior.　　As a final scene the watchman witnesses of a cadet school's pupils being taught of the democracy. He leaves us with a confused smile.　　A soft and likable thesis from the Polish director Kieslowski. You can find this short documentary as a special feature in his DVD of A Short Film About Killing. It could help you to compass his film language.

　　

　　呈现了洛兹这个破落小城里人们憔悴的面容，镜头冷静客观而不滥情。