That sentence made my blood boil. At that time, I was still a little kid, with an undeveloped mind and an incomparably pure lower body. Barton's words made me mature all of a sudden. So, looking back now, in my life, Patton was my first night.
Real men should fight like Button. If this is the standard. The actor in "the hurt locker" should be my second first night. But the premise is that I am still that ignorant little virgin back then. Catherine Bigelow’s film is so full ten years later than Button. In ten years, the angel can fall, and the chicken slowly matures.
By the standards of a little virgin, a man is first of all a war madman who does not care about life and death; secondly, he should be a savage with an idiot mind. Even if there are more advanced weapons in the world, he would rather hold a machete, walk barefoot, and charge forward. Shouting long live Ullah and Allah. Go and cut down the enemies one by one to the ground.
Following the tips of director Catherine Bigelow and the statement of freelance writer and journalist Khris Cleich, we can easily explain to this stupid: hurricaneous assaults in war are often addictive, because war is a drug.
As a reminder and explanation, this sentence was published before the opening of "The Bomb Disposal". If you fast forward the movie to the beginning of the plot, ignore this sentence. Then you will think that the actor's behavior in the next 120 minutes is quite weird, like me, think this person is stupid.
Therefore, the opening sentence must not be missed. Because this sentence is the connotation and spirit of Catherine's war film.
The spirit of the film is that war is like poison.
In order to achieve this spiritual realm, the hero, as the most powerful army on the planet, has the most advanced weapons and equipment, but he would rather go shirtless and get one after another time bomb remote-controlled bomb. The bomb disposal robot built by the US military at a cost of hundreds of millions is like Wall-E.
As a non-mainstream of the war film, the male protagonist finally returns to the battlefield. The only explanation given is the sentence: war is a drug, and the protagonist is addicted.
As James Cameron’s ex-wife, Catherine is known for her tough and smooth movie style. In this film, she said: "My purpose is very simple. I hope that through this film, people who are completely unfamiliar with it can get closer to this high-risk class that is also classified in the military."
According to me My understanding is that James Cameron couldn't bear to engage a simple-minded woman, and divorced her in a fit of anger.
We think from the perspective of James Cameron’s former wife. As for why war can make people so high. You can probably know it by playing Gears of War and Call of Duty. One, you can shoot and kill people without scruples; two, the more people you kill, the more honor you get.
The so-called honor is embodied in the epaulettes and medals hung on the clothes.
The> on the epaulettes is actually a symbol of male genitalia from a semiotic point of view. The more genitals you have, the more a man you are and the higher your status.
So Patton is one of the men with the most genitalia in the world. I doubt very much whether his coffin can fill those extra dicks when he is temporary.
There is a section in the movie, it is said that the war madman James returned home. Have a conversation with his son who is at least one year old. It probably means: little kid. Cherish your present toys. The older the person, the fewer toys. Lao Tzu, the only toy I have now is bomb disposal.
This section is quite brilliant. Add a lot of color to the movie.
James put the removed bomb fuze under the bed. Occasionally take it out and play with it. He said with emotion: Damn, it was this thing that almost killed Lao Tzu back then. This is the greatest pleasure of life.
I think of Button, and the epaulettes and medals that Button got.
I now think that this collection behavior is quite perverted and quite stupid. As if a woman had fallen asleep, Yoyo cut off her pubic hair and put it in a notebook. When there is no one alone, you can pay your tribute to prove your pitiful ability.
A military fan I met underneath is quite a fan of this kind of movie. He said to me: If you are a man, you should join the army. Only if I participate in a war can I prove that I am a man. Then I would rather I am not. I hate war extremely. And I think this is a kind of maturity.
Besides, you're not the fucking woman I want to fuck, and I'm not gay. Why should I join the army, take part in the battle, hurriedly assault, and prove to a large group of men that I have dicks?
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