"I went to bomb the school, no one knew, one, two, three, hurry up and run, the school disappeared with a bang. "
When I think of fried characters, I can't help but think of this classic children's song that we often rewrote and sang when we were young. I watched "Waltz with Bashir" today and blew myself up again.
"Waltz with Barshir" is a biographical cartoon. In 1982, 19-year-old Ali Foreman was serving in the Israel Defense Forces. One night, 24 years later, in a bar, Ali Foreman, now a film director, met an old friend, and he told Ali that he had been having the same nightmare many nights that he was being attacked by 26 vicious dogs. Chase, and the number of vicious dogs is the same every time. The pair concluded that it had something to do with their original service in the Israel Defense Forces, during the first Lebanon war. What puzzled Ali, however, was that his memory of his experiences during that time period seemed to have been erased by an eraser. So he decided to travel around the world, to meet those old friends and comrades of the year, and he needed to understand what was going on in his life during that period. As he got closer to that history, his memory began to revive, an extremely harrowing history in 1982, when Israeli troops stationed in Beirut massacred Palestinian refugees.
Ever since Foreman said he had no memory of his 24-year-old memory, I was deeply puzzled: the people who went to war with guns back then didn't know anything about what they had done, and it was none of their business. ? With the doubts rooted in his heart, director Forman began to visit his former comrades along the way under the guidance of a friend's sentence: "Memory will take you to where you want to go".
Yuzai floated on the sea leisurely, and suddenly the flares were like fireworks, opening around the high-rise buildings, the night was illuminated, and the shells were fiercely illuminated. The innocence dawned, Forman and a few friends returned to the land, and the oncoming women's cries and howls, Forman was shocked. In every interview Forman has shared these memories with his former comrades-in-arms. But when the mystery was uncovered again and again, it turned out that "no one was with me" at that time.
"I blew up Saida today..."
"If I'm not far from death, I'll say that, I'll fry Beirut every day..."
Modern electronic music appears again and again in the film, mechanically repeating these rotten lyrics. They gathered together loosely, on the beach, in the green fields, in the airport, in the ship, in the tank, like a tourist. When they put on military uniforms and armed with guns, they started looking for terrorists. On the battlefield, they are strafing, not knowing who the attackers are or where they are, just strafing, creating the battlefield in the battlefield. "We feel safe in the tank" "With a strong patchouli, my comrades can always find me". . . Whether it's tanks, patchouli, yellow tv shows, MAGs with a feel (the name of a type of gun), it's all just to fight the fear.
Impressed by one detail. One of the interviewees survived a raid, attempted to swim away from the battlefield, and was rescued on the other side by a previously abandoned teammate. The former teammates therefore looked at the survivor as a coward who abandoned his comrades and ran away from his comrades, even though he returned to a group that had let go of his previous prejudices and had a sense of return. It turned out that the unity of the army was nothing but the same, wearing the same uniform, in the fanatical movement created by the fanatics, driven by fear, patted the shoulders and became comrades-in-arms and "brothers". And 24 years later, like the director and protagonist Forman, he may not remember who his partner was at the time.
Foreman took the trouble to mention the scene in his mind to the interviewee, and went to the bottom of it. With the gradual deepening of history, the same picture, we as the audience began to obtain more information in the same picture: flares, Bashir's posters. . . . . . And the protagonist Foreman also gradually found his role in the massacre.
"It was shocking that mass killings began. It was those Lebanese Christian militias who did it. What happened around us, news came from every garrison, it was shocking to hear such news for the first time, But it's numb to listen and they don't realize they're witnessing a genocide," Foreman said.
"Which side are you on?" his friend asked.
"I pity them"
"Then what did you do?"
"I just watched the flares fall..."
"Then did you fire the flares again?"
"Does that matter? Does it make a difference if I fire or not? I watched everything happen, indifferently watching them shoot civilians under the light of the flares..."
"From when you were To actually be in the mood to appreciate the flares is really no different, you don't remember the Holocaust very well because in your opinion you just watched it happen, and it was no different from doing it yourself. 19 years old and shed the shadow of adolescence. You Don't believe that you did the same thing as the Nazis. You fired flares, but you didn't kill them."
There is a psychological saying of "godless", that is, when you are in it, it is like wearing a "stereoscopic" Looking at other people's lives like glasses. The director finally discovered that he, who was used by some fanatics to go to the battlefield when he was young, unconsciously chose to intentionally forget in order to avoid responsibility.
When the director's comrade-in-arms was surrounded by enemies he didn't know where he was, he put down the more advanced GLIL in his hand and grabbed the familiar MAG of his comrade-in-arms. On the battlefield full of posters of President Bashir who had just been killed, it was like jumping. Fight fear and defend yourself like a waltz. It was a waltz in the attack on the jungle, a waltz in the bombing of the beach building, a waltz in the brief hug of a soldier and his wife on the platform, and a waltz in the Bashir dance.
Too many people waltz with Bashir, but they don't know it's a waltz, or that it's Bashir.
Mistakes made in youth are destined to be repaid in a lifetime. Escape does not resist the most primitive kindness in human nature.
Anyone's sin, Christians say.
This is also the reason why the Jews have regained the respect of the whole world (in the narrow sense).
Every time I watch a war movie, I don't know what to say. Let the good film say a word, so as not to be buried by the bad film like Rabe's diary.
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