As an animation fan, I always feel that the form of animation is the most expressive and creative, and although it is the first time to watch a documentary in the form of animation, it can also show many contents that are difficult to describe in language and real scenes, especially In the absence of sufficient image data, this method has obvious advantages. In the dark part of this film, the handling of light and shadow is also amazing. Whether it is letting the characters retreat into the shadows, or using shadows to outline the characters and the city, there is a kind of content that comes with it, or depression, or confusion, or ignorant, or evil without knowing it. And the music is also brilliant. Rock, classical, folk, and the picture and plot are sometimes seamlessly integrated, and sometimes the contrasts and conflicts are sharp, such as the waltz of the bullet, which is extremely impressive.
Although it tells about a sensational massacre in the Lebanese civil war, the film does not detail the history of the causes and consequences as we often see in science and education films, and does not attempt to introduce the Lebanese civil war between the Lebanese government army, the Falangist Party, the Palestine Liberation Organization and the Israeli army. The chaotic and tangled relationship between all parties is like the common oral history in recent years, starting from the stories of the Israeli soldiers who participated in the war at that time, from the desire to get rid of the nightmare and the pursuit of memory. Some people only remember the twenty-six dogs they shot, some people only remember the fantasy of seasickness on a cruise ship on the way to the battlefield, and the first family to be killed after landing, and some people only remember a tank only After I survived, I felt the tranquility of swimming in the middle of the night surrounded by the tranquil sea. Some people only remember that the guns in the street battles did not fit together, and they went crazy after asking for the guns of their comrades. The same battle and the same experience are different for everyone, but everyone may try hard to forget the darkest and most terrifying content. But this kind of forgetting creates a void in the heart, which eventually has to be filled by confronting the past. Before the protagonist has been told by many people, the first half of the film remembering the massacre is the part that my friends and I like very much.
Because if the Holocaust nakedly revealed the cruelest side of the war, then the fantasies, memories and narratives of every little soldier in the first half nakedly revealed the most absurd side of the war. And sometimes the absurd is more terrifying than cruel, because the absurd makes everything meaningless. Who can tell the meaning of this war for the little warriors who really went to the front line on the battlefield behind their backs? Israel, which has a national compulsory military service system, does not need to be recruited. Every young man who happens to be serving the military service goes to the battlefield, but either the primary school tyrant wants to prove his manly side, or the military life cannot get rid of the small sadness of lovelorn, different states. When you get to the battlefield, you become the same ignorant, who is not a timid teenager? Which is not a family caring for a grown up child? It can only be bolstered by strafing the fields, and it is only safe in an armored vehicle. Looking at them, who can connect them to the intruder? But when the PLO members in the car galloped all the way to kill the soldiers standing on the street drinking drinks, when the bullets shot from the windows of the high-rise buildings besieged them in the street that seemed to never get out On the sidelines, these little soldiers, don't they also take up their guns and fire at the civilians, and they bombard wildly regardless of other buildings. In that segment of continuous bombing but still not aiming at the target, the music and pictures are both relaxing and even funny. However, I will instantly think in my mind that this is a real war, not a fictional movie. Every time a building is bombed , are the homes of residents, and even some people live there.
If the cause is a power struggle at the top, what makes these little soldiers at the bottom take up their guns and fight? They are the casualties. This is the real war. There is no aim, no strategy. The young people are not all out of fear.
It also tells the story of a reporter who took the right to see as watching a movie and kept himself out of the matter, but when he saw a large number of thoroughbred horses die, he finally collapsed. The reporter said that human beings deserve what they deserve for cannibalism. Why should a noble animal such as a horse suffer?
Well, creatures like us, we are all creatures that can love and have been loved, why do we kill each other? The absurdity of this reality makes all propaganda empty and meaningless.
In the second half, as more and more people tell the story, the story begins to deepen, and the details and details of the massacre begin to surface gradually, as well as the protagonist's mind. Most of them were refugees, young and old, women and children. They were chased into cars, driven into houses, and shot to death. The cruel Falangist is the direct executioner, and the Israeli army where the protagonist is, pretends not to know the practice of indirect laissez-faire, isn't it also the executioner? How do these young people feel on the roof watching innocent refugees, old and young, being executed? Also ask "what's the matter", what kind of answer do you want to get? In fact, it doesn't need to be stated explicitly. Years later, almost everyone will remember the massacre deeply, and the fact that they don't remember it explains everything. At one time, I didn’t understand why a large number of refugees fled their homes in that turbulent area. I thought that the war in the 20th century and the 21st century would more or less follow the international law of war and not harm civilians. I thought that the people who would kill civilians were the terror of a few extremist religious terrorists act. Then I learned about the real situation, including watching this documentary this time, and I also learned that Christians will also do this, and that some countries will acquiesce to this kind of revenge killing people living in refugee camps. Unarmed refugees from the opposing faction. No wonder these refugees risk their lives to smuggle to Europe.
The massacre in the Sabra Shatila refugee camp took place on September 16, 1982. In 1982, there were already CD players, and human genetic engineering had been started to decipher the code of human life. Apple was listed twice. Years later, there are still people killing each other and refugees being massacred; now, it has been more than ten years since entering the 21st century, people pay attention to eating low-fat organic food, exercising and shaping for health, and in the life of the Internet Looking forward to entering the next era of virtual reality, there are still people killing each other, refugees "being slaughtered in their homes", "drowned and dead on the beach in the process of smuggling", "waiting endlessly at the border of other countries for permission" Difficult choices are being made among the absurd options of "entry or deportation".
If we regard the world in which human beings live as a flat surface, whether it is fabric or paper film, no matter what, one part stops moving forward, while the other part keeps advancing, and the final result is bound to tear. People who only care about their own progress must also know that there are still places where they have stopped, and they must also know a lot of history that the dark wants to forget. If you don't look back, if you don't reflect, you won't be spared after all. That's what documentaries are all about.
PS New folk singer Jack Savoretti has a sad anti-war song, the lyrics came to my mind when I saw the memory of the person who was so guilty that he was too embarrassed to attend the funeral of a comrade-in-arms: "How I survived a massacre I'll never understand, I fought as hard and strong as any other man, Yet I return as hero and they return as ghosts, A heavy burden on the hearts of those they love the most...I drink away my memories too vivid to be told, The hollow heart I carry now is no good for my soul..."
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