Before I went to Indonesia, my husband had to go back to China for a few days because of work. After discussion, I decided that I would go straight from Malaysia. He would meet with me in two days. And the first stop we decided to start our trip to Indonesia was Medan, the capital of North Sumatra at the beginning of the movie, a place I didn't know before, and I was eager to leave when I was there, and I didn't miss it at all.
Before the AirAsia plane landed, I felt unwell, chest tightness and vomiting. The Indonesian woman in the side seat smiled and handed me a box of mint cream. I think the people here are very friendly. After landing, when I was handing a visa at the airport, I was intercepted and taken to the immigration office at the airport. Then I was interrogated by a vicious middle-aged woman and two male staff who kept laughing for half an hour, entrained in threats and intimidation. So they have the right to repatriate me, although in the end nothing happened. When I came out of the office, I saw that my backpack had been taken off the conveyor belt and stood alone in the middle of the hall. I walked over, took my bag, and walked out of the airport, beginning to hate the city.
After watching this documentary, I guessed that I would be interrogated at that time. Maybe, was it also a residual effect of this political action?
A member of the Pancasila Youth, participated in the Indonesian massacre of the Communist Party, and became a leader in the hands of executioners, with cruel methods and extremely high efficiency. Each life was like dust in his eyes, and disappeared with a flick of a feather duster; what's terrible is that this man named Anwar Congo is still a very attractive person. As a result, he lived a whole life full of charm and self-intoxication in the false lies weaving by the government and himself. Until he was old, the things he had done began to bother him because of the natural face of human nature. He is still full of charm and still feels that he is doing the right thing, but kindness begins to appear on his face, like a circle, returning to the innocence and kindness of childhood: teach children to respect animals that have hurt them, and apologize to ducklings; In the reenactment of the killing arranged by the director, he instinctively felt the world from the perspective of the women and children of the victim's family; in the process of acting as the murdered communist and being tortured, he really felt the fear of death. He began to look at the things he had done again, and showed his re-examined soul through instinctively strong physical reactions.
It turns out that this is a story about atonement.
This old man is absolutely hateful, but he may deserve to be forgiven because of his unpretentious goodness in his heart despite his late arrival; a colleague who has fought with him and resisted guilt with his mind all his life may also be forgiven. , Because he realized how terrible what they did earlier than Anwar. He subconsciously chose to resist guilt, but it didn't mean that the burden on his soul was really much lighter. After all, we cannot blame human beings for their self-protection instinct; when it comes to the underground level, they are all tools of the government. What really cannot be forgiven is the fact that ZF, which exists in all dark corners of the world, achieved its goals through improper means and profited from it by improper means. When I hear idiot-like LDs talking about women, about brain-dead collectibles, and talking about killing people is just like talking at home. Talking about this history of massacre on TV shows is like recommending a celebrity foundation or BB cream to you in "Women I’m the Biggest", with a smile When the meaning is ordinary and the atmosphere is extraordinarily warm, in addition to feeling too surreal, you will also flash a few big letters in bold and bold type three in your head: There are such animals in the world.
This is really unforgivable.
Even though I know this history, I still hate Medan, hate the dirty streets there, hate it being stuck in traffic forever, hate the feeling that I don’t want to breathe at all when I sit in the exhaust of a car, but I can’t hate the people there anymore. .
PS: Herman is really a good actor by nature.
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