my opinion, "killing", regardless of In a bloody, or non-bloody way (so-called no blood), it must be there.
Of course, I am not a good dialectical person. Active, intentional and passive, self-defense. Can war answer what kind of killing we are? I can't even think about anything deeper than that, because of the fear and powerlessness that comes with killing. "think". ? . Only the act of thinking is static.
Now, I can only recall a few fragments.
cigarette.
It's a habit. Perhaps this is a kind of trust between comrades. We also sometimes use this method, such as drinking from each other's cups.
Memories in the transmission of a cigarette.
rebirth.
This is a recurring scene. It is also the only picture that "I" can recall. Naked up from the water like a baby, flares like fire from God, put on human uniforms and walked towards the city where the slaughter was rampant...
Mother.
Memories of comrades. Sleeping in the tender maternal embrace.
After seeing the above two paragraphs, a certain shot of NGE suddenly popped out of my mind. Rebirth, Motherhood. If old friends see this, they should sigh that the ideas of teachers are always surprisingly similar.
Good morning Lebanon.
My understanding of this political incident was only based on the news words of CCTV, and there was no in-depth knowledge except for the words "Palestine-Israel War". Regarding the "massacre", without the Nanjing incident, I was more shocked by the traditional Chinese education. Then there is Auschwitz, and you can say "Hotel Rwanda", all based on film material. Now, there is another "Good Morning Lebanon".
Soldier's Waltz.
This clip is impressive. We have too many war movies to reproduce such scenes, the hail of bullets, gunpowder, ruins, black blood, corpses...
True to the description of the animation, in this clip, I almost saw a living character there... painful, aimless strafing. Venting anger, revenge, grief, screaming...
After watching such a film, there is only silence. It's like if you're going to get those memories back, it's the heaviness of the documentary.
In memory of Ez.
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