Class trip to see this movie, another movie about a white hero rescuing innocent third world people. But it is true that the heroine is admirable. After returning from a different war zone, drinking martini and fucking different men is not something everyone can do. A classmate next to her cried with red eyes, and I didn't know what she was crying. I just thought I was useless. Even the heroine herself has written so many sentimental stories and sacrificed her own life, trying to educate more people's real stories and experiences. But the white leftists who read the New York Times also read the article, sighed, took a sip of coffee, put down the newspaper, and continued their peaceful life. Instead, the action of reading the newspaper made them feel much better about themselves, as if they had put in effort to pay attention to the suffering people in the far-flung Middle East.
It's also like we went to see this movie and felt that we commemorated a life that brought justice to the world who died in the line of duty. After watching the movie, we shed two tears, bought a cold stone ice cream, and continued our dick life. The world continues to be bad.
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