I don't know if it's the main theme

Laverne 2022-03-30 09:01:11

When you go to a movie without any background information at all, your reactions and feelings are the most real and purest.
Today, I am fortunate to have such an opportunity to watch the movie. In the lecture hall of Nuo University, in addition to the projection staff, there are only 6 audience members, quietly watching Chance's quiet way home. I thought I was an old fritters watching a movie, but my eyes turned red several times before I knew it.
There are many, many movies where details win, but this one is different. Details are not used to show any skills, nor are they used to set off any main lines. It was purely real, and later I found out that it was a remake of a self-documentary. In retrospect, it was really like a documentary shot. In ordinary real life, it's really moving, isn't it? !
We are not soldiers and will not respect the standard military salute, but we will use our own way to express our deepest respect for the departed. I am very willing to believe that the faces in the film, when they face the coffin of chance, their expressions are all real. They do not need any performance elements. Those who are willing to leave the country should just naturally think of the deceased in their hearts. That expression will appear naturally. But what I want to know more is whether such an emotion is the main theme among the American people and the American government? Can it influence the decision of the United States in the war?

ps: In the end, I will make a small joke in the heavy memory, the logistics in the United States is really good!

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Taking Chance quotes

  • 1st Lt. Dan Robertson (Chance Phelp's platoon commander): [voiceover, from his 09 April 2004 letter to the Phelps family] It's ironic, but I am certain that if the world had more men like Chance Phelps, there wouldn't be a need for a Marine Corps.

  • LtCol Mike Strobl: [voiceover] Chance Phelps was wearing his St. Christopher medal when he was killed on Good Friday. Eight days later, I handed the medallion to his mother. I watched them carry him the final fifteen yards. I felt that as long as he was still moving, he was somehow still alive. When they put him down in his grave, he'd stopped moving. I didn't know Chance Phelps before he died. But today, I miss him.