Despair of Bastogne

Jazlyn 2021-10-18 09:29:58

I watched the sixth episode many times.
In fact, every time I watch this episode, I feel sad in my heart, but after a while, I want to review it again. Because in other war films, I haven't seen a word like this in a large length—despair.
Perhaps despair is not suitable for being filmed in war films. Its attack is slow and long, without the strong heroism, and not exciting enough. But sometimes, when it comes to war, this is an unavoidable word, especially in a battle like Bastogne, for a calm, melancholic, and introverted medical soldier.
There are a lot of films focusing on the medical soldiers on the battlefield. Like the protagonist of "Flags of Fathers" is a medical soldier, the one in "Private Ryan" is also impressive. As a special group of people on the battlefield, they have seen the most deaths, and almost every comrade’s death passes through their hands; they have the heaviest responsibility, perhaps second only to the commander, which is why on the Pacific battlefield and on the Eastern Front The upper medics will be given special care by the enemy like commanders.
Eugene's appearance is not a calm and decisive role, just like that legendary brother is not murderous. This kind of casting is not unsuccessful, because it is this thin and small actor who performed the military doctor's calm temperament, which is even more convincing.
Some people say that Eugene is not decisive. I basically saw Bastogne's performance in the second half. In fact, that does not represent his true character, because he was already on the verge of collapse. From the first episode of boarding the plane, Eugene gave everyone medicine, until every battle afterwards, braved the rain of bullets to treat the wounds of others, the performance of the military doctors was calm and courageous, and the tantrum against Winters was also seen. His is extraordinary. Even in the first half of this episode, Bastogne can still be seen flying through the gunfire, without a trace of fear. He squatted in the snow, frowned, listening to the gunshots from the front line, nervous and worried for his comrades, he immediately got up and ran over when someone was injured. But later, he listened to his comrades calling him, but just sat there in a daze, or shrank in the trench indifferently. This is not the same as Blithe, this is not fear. This is despair.
Despair is more terrible than everything. War correspondent Capa rushed to the beach with the first batch of soldiers who landed in Omaha in exchange for the few precious photos; while on the Pantano Mountain in Italy, the army was stuck in the mud and could hardly move. Capa looked at the corpses. , The blood stains that had dried up, the family letter with the faint handwriting beside the corpse, did not send the photos back to the magazine, and fled there. Because that kind of desperate sense of eschatology can't escape no matter how brave people are.
In the ice and snow, the front line is stretched, and victory or retreat is far away. As a medical soldier, there is only one morphine left, not even a pair of scissors. There were not many fierce battles, but the soldiers’ feet were frozen and even in danger of amputation. All these, he is a medical soldier, all in his eyes. It is also due to his own character. He is always listening when everyone is having fun. Sometimes he couldn't help but laugh, but more often, everything around him showed a sense of eschatology before his eyes. Listening to the comrades-in-arms and the officer discussing the grim situation, he felt in a daze. I don't know how long this will take, whether everyone will be buried in the ice and snow in the end. The skinny Eugene was shrunk in that thin military uniform, walking alone in the vastness, frowning, eyes wandering, and the helplessness made me shiver. Then, who was originally calm and calm, he became angry after trying his best to rescue a person, and then he shrank in the trenches during a small bombing and refused to go out to rescue his comrades.
As for the beautiful Belgian nurse, I don’t know what she means to him, I don’t know if he is in love with her, but maybe only there, watching her angelic smile, watching her use the most beautiful hands Only by eating chocolate can he get a touch of comfort. It was discovered by WInters that he was not in the right state. He temporarily left the front line, only to find that the hospital was bombed, leaving only her headscarf. He did not cry. He will not cry. Just silently took her relics in his arms, and then turned back to the battlefield.
Everything still has to go on.
Because the war is not over yet. He must also assume the responsibilities he should bear. Return to the battlefield and jump into the trenches. Eugene was still the calm and decisive military doctor. He took out the only remaining headscarf, tore it in half with a brush, and wrapped it in the injured hand of his comrade. Looking at BABE's smile, he also showed an imperceptible smile, and then made his face straight, making BABE look at the front line seriously. The camera swept away, and the front of the trench was endless ice and blood on the snow. The war will not stop, and despair will not leave. What is waiting for Eugene is the bombed hospital, less supplies, and the body that is constantly consumed by this ice and snow. But seeing this, we all have reason to believe that he will still fight to the last second, until the moment when hope comes. In fact, he did that.

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Band of Brothers quotes

  • Sgt. Alton More: I'm guessing they were Hitler's photo albums, sir. Sure had a lot of pictures of him in it.

    Ronald Spiers: So, you looked at 'em, but you didn't take 'em?

    Sgt. Alton More: That's right, sir.

    Ronald Spiers: I don't believe you! I'll be watching you. You're dismissed.

    [as Moore leaves, smirking]

    Ronald Spiers: You'd better not be lying to me.

  • Ronald Spiers: What?

    SSgt. Floyd 'Tab' Talbert: Sir, if it's not going to put you in too much of a bind, I'd like to resign as company First Sergeant. If I had my choice, I miss being back amongst the men. I'd be happy to go to as Staff Sergeant, whichever platoon you want to put me in.

    Ronald Spiers: Well, I guess you've earned your right to demote yourself.

    SSgt. Floyd 'Tab' Talbert: Thank you, sir.

    Ronald Spiers: You wanna take over Sergeant Grant's platoon?

    SSgt. Floyd 'Tab' Talbert: That would do fine, sir.

    Ronald Spiers: Alright then, report to Lieutenant Peacock. Let me know if he gives you any trouble.

    SSgt. Floyd 'Tab' Talbert: Oh, sir? You make your decision yet?

    Ronald Spiers: Yeah, I did.