On October 16 I went to the cinema on the movie "Stalingrad" with friends. We were adjusted skeptically, but after 20 minutes of viewing we understood that it not simply next movie about the Great Patriotic War, and a masterpiece. The good, worked plot, the first-class graphics, special effects at height. I so penetrated into this history that seemed as if I got to those hard times. The movie began with an earthquake in Japan where the group of rescuers and one of workers worked, saving lives of children, affected by an earthquake and a tsunami. The rescuer consoled them and told story about the fathers. Them at it was five, all participants of Patriotic war, and about these men the narration in the movie further is led. Stalingrad, 1942. Germans were ruthless, took hostage children and adults and killed. The main characters, 5 guys scouts, led rich military life. Fighting battles for fortress, explosions, shouts, tears. In this movie there is all. Feelings of love for the country, fearless soldiers, love to native, respect of companions on service, cruelty of destiny, a victory, defeat.