Allow me to preface this with the fact that I knew how this movie was going to end before I started watching it, and I meant to watch this movie because I felt like I wanted to cry, I just didn't think it would be nearly as sad as it actually was. The main character is the son of some level of Nazi commander and they move to a new house with a concentration camp basically in their back yard. It's not like, right there in their backyard but they can smell the people burning and they can see the smokestacks and the smoke that comes from when they burned the Jews. So this little boy naturally wants to go exploring and finds this concentration camp but of course he doesn't know what the hell it is. He finds this little boy sitting by the fence and he's wearing the uniform Jews had to wear in concentration camps and that's where the name The Boy in the Striped Pajamas comes from. This movie doesn't end well at all and I suggest if you have any love for children don't watch it. Don't even try it because you will want to die at the end of this movie.
