Westfront 1918

Synopsis: A group of German infantrymen of the First World War live out their lives in the trenches of France. They find brief entertainment and relief in a village behind the lines, but primarily terror fills their lives as the attacks on and from the French army ebb and flow. One of the men, Karl, goes home on leave only to discover the degradation forced on his family by wartime poverty. He returns to the lines in time to face an enormous attack by French tanks.
Genre: Drama, Romance, War
Director(s): Georg Wilhelm Pabst
Production: Nero-Film
  1 win.
 
IMDB:
7.6
Rotten Tomatoes:
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NOT RATED
Year:
1930
75 min
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You're not nice like this!

Scratchy, isn't it?

How about us? - No!

You are all my children.

What's the matter?

Troubles?

Nothing but troubles

with the Prussians!

Karl, show it to him.

Thank you. - No way!

I don't mind.

I'm not that soft. Washing up

is nothing for soldiers.

Hadau, right?

Love me now! - Love...

I don't think about that.

- What did she say now?

- That you're an idiot.

Idiot?

- That's you?

- She thinks it's a compliment.

This lady is gonna be my bride

for the next half hour.

Watch out! You're spilling all that

coffee, you childish buggers!

Don't mess it up!

Do you want to drink

pure water?

At last some coffee.

For grandpa.

Oh, that's good, it's hot.

Give me some of that

negro-sweat!

Don't cry. Here's your coffee.

- Just in time old friend.

- That's love.

I'm hot for you.

Ouch, she is strong!

Frollein, leave him alone.

These Bavarians are no good.

Well, we'll see.

Let's have a go.

- I'm gonna give it to her.

- Well, do it if you have the guts!

OK. - Let's go.

Behave yourself, Bruno.

Bazi will make it.

I bet six points for Bruno.

Kick him in the ass.

Ouch!

- Grandpa...

- Celler! Get cover!

What's happening out here?

18... 20... 23...

- Pass. - 24... - Me too.

- 27... - Yes. - Pass.

Ouch, that was warm rain,

you rogue. You have a trump.

Bumbum, miss.

Impolite your fellow countryman.

Pas galant.

Oh, my God. This war...

This stupid killing.

I'm going to die for fear.

Don't shake, we're safe here.

No fear. I'm here with you.

With you...

Oh, how kind are you, Monsieur.

Good Sir...

I love you.

Christ, that's some hole.

When he falls on his head,

and can recite the last sentence.

Another one, I go.

There sure is.

Step in, great quarter.

Fire proof guaranteed.

Gentlemen, doesn't cost you

a dime.

Half price for the army

and free for girls!

Get ready for.

Kiss my arse.

So what?

- Hello, somebody here?

- What's the matter?

Here we go again with this

filthy business.

Is this mess starting up again?

Crazy, just when I have

a flush in hand!

Christ!

Don't break your neck,

there's enough time to die in battle.

Where's the student?

Student?

I must be going.

Don't go away...

Stay with me.

Squad leaders report.

I'll be back.

Damn it! The student!

Stop!

First selection line up!

Second selection line up!

Third selection line up!

First squad line up.

Stop!

- Company line up. Ready!

- Thanks.

In sections.

Turn right - March!

- Straight ahead! Order of march!

- Smoking permitted.

Get in that filth, just sleep.

Attack! Open fire.

Wake me up

when the time has come.

Alarm!

Everybody out.

Attack!

- God, what's happening?

- The gas-mask.

Quick, they gonna suffocate

down there.

There won't be many left.

That was a direct hit.

Out.

Hell!

Are you mad?

We don't have enough oxygen

in here.

Support the ceiling,

it's coming down.

Quick!

Hurry up!

Don't give in.

That must have come from

this side.

Damn it!

Our own artillery.

Fire to the front!

What's wrong?

Sh*t!

Messenger, quick!

The artillery shoots at their

own position.

Direct hit of the artillery,

observation.

Messenger! Battle orderly over

to the flanking division!

They shoot too short.

Medical orderly.

Can't...

Can't you breathe either?

I'm finished.

Hello? Karl?

Here is water.

Help!

The messenger dog.

Good boy.

Messenger, go!

My God!

I can't take this!

What's the matter?

The front ditch is lost.

Lads, are you mad?!

Voluntary messenger go to

the regimental headquarters.

Voluntary messenger!

Are you mad?

Not quite.

I go.

Over to the regimetnal battle HQ.

Children, let's go down

to the dug-outs.

- What's wrong, August?

- Nothing.

Corporal Richter. - Yes?

What's happening with the message?

It's still not ready.

All linemen are away.

There is nothing

we can do, colonel.

General, all the lines to the tunnel

are shot to pieces.

Messenger...

Third Company.

Divisional artillery commander.

My God, major!

They shoot my regiment

to pieces!

The firing-line's too short!

Change.

They have to lengthen the shot.

Got it? - Messenger.

A message from the dug-out.

Silence.

Yes, I put you through to

the colonel.

Captain Wolzon. Yes?

What's wrong with your line?

Now, eat your fill.

Thanks.

- Bezincourt?

- Straight ahead.

They got him.

Oh, monsieur Georges.

Did you have an accident?

Is the student back? - No.

Terrible losses... in one night.

The men?

Repair the tunnels.

How is the morale?

The soldiers on leave are back.

Who's turn is it?

Karl.

Hello, Karl should come!

You know...

I don't like sending people

on leave.

When they are back, they spoil

the spirit out here.

I know they tell them...

they've been starving back home.

Stop! Don't go.

I can't let my comrades win

this war all by themselves.

What disaster, this war!

All people are crazy.

Stay here.

Christ...

Your battalion is lined up.

Well?

And you?

Is that the fifth?

The field-gerdarme.

That's the fifth, right?

That's where somebody

deserted last week.

They got him tonight.

Okay.

The orderly-room is across

the road.

The guy will be handed over

this afternoon.

Get your guns ready.

Thanks a lot, mate.

All the best.

Are you leaving?

I've got leave to go home!

Lucky man.

Boy!

In Brussels station you can buy

as much sausage as you like

butter and beer.

- And one liter brandy.

I'll get the lot, the gonna be

stunned back home.

Mine still locks like

a young girl...

Can't wait to have someone

to cuddle again.

Life looks quite different

in the morning.

You don't know what it means.

You don't have a girl.

Yes, I have. Since last night.

Good evening!

Dear comrades,

let me introduce you

our much beloved...

"Forget-me-not!"

Today I wear my cutest dress.

I just feel like it.

Just take a look

The front side is simply delicate.

And even the posterior side

has something for the audience.

Fanfare! It's May and I am there

and all now shout:

Veronika, yes!

When the little daisies bloom

Violets and mignonettes

You have to kneel in front of me

and talk to me of love!

And how aroused you'll be

when I passionately

will look into your blue eyes!

When the little daisies bloom

I will be your wife!

No night can ever be so fine

as any day in May.

When he'll see me in

the light of day

no doubt, it will wet

his appetite.

And I blow, lovestruck and harsh,

already in secret the wedding march!

Fanfare! Tara! Chi-boom tara!

And all now shout:

Veronika, yes!

When the little daisies bloom

violets and mignonettes

You have to kneel in front of me

and talk to me of love!

When the little daisies bloom

You will be my bride!

- Boys, that's quite something...

- Hot stuff?

You know how to live at the Front

you got the hang of it.

Look at that.

Give me fire.

That's some... Christ!

Shut up, you!

Who are you?

Replacement battalion.

You think you're getting a bargain?

That's how it is here.

It's always the same.

So what, that's great.

Just wait...

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Ladislaus Vajda

Ladislaus Vajda (born László Vajda; 18 August 1877 – 10 March 1933) was a Hungarian screenwriter. He wrote for 40 films in Hungary, Austria and Germany between 1916 and 1932. He was born in Eger, Northern Hungary and died in Berlin, Germany. He was the father of Hungarian film director Ladislao Vajda. more…

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