Movie Monday: Dr. Zhivago

So, apparently I am really bad at remembering to post on Mondays. I will share my thoughts on my most recently viewed movie (Sherlock Holmes) next week, but I want to back up and talk about another movie I watched at my grandmother's: Dr. Zhivago.

Dr. Zhivago is about poet-doctor Oskar Zhivago and seamtress' daughter, Lara, whose lives seem destined to be intertwined during the Russian Revolution. Zhivago is what every person should aspire to be. He is kind, generous and cares for everyone, Bolsheviks, Whites and even the man who keeps a 17-year-old Lara as a mistress.
The movie reminds me why it would completely suck to live in Russia during the Revolution. While Lara is poor and not much changes for her, Zhivago comes from a wealthy family who goes from having everything to utter poverty. They have no food or fuel, and are forced to give up their home and belongings. Then, they travel from Moscow to the Ural Mountains in a train car that is inhabited by at least twenty other people, where they are forced to break the layer of ice that covers the door in order to shovel out the "bathroom."
Dr. Zhivago is an epic at its best. The scenery is beautiful and the camera shots make you feel like you are in Russia, suffering along with Lara and Zhivago as they face the Bolsheviks and the cold.