The whole article can be divided into three chapters: war drama, adventure drama, literary drama. Running through it is the unique psychological monologue of the male protagonist. Later, this technique was adopted by many movies, such as Underworld.
The male protagonist is constantly meditating in the wind and clouds of war. Such a kind of thinking seems out of tune with the surrounding environment. This incongruity is both for the individual and for the audience. For him personally, what he meditates on is not the most direct object, but something other than war; for the audience, keeping away from history also becomes the reason for keeping away from the psychological characteristics of the times. At the same time, things other than war have become the most direct objects, and distance from the spirit of the times has become the basis for distance from history.
At this point in the whole play, it is still a modern look, but when Colonel Keyin appears, it begins to change to the postmodern. The paradise with corpses all over the place depicts a comedy of war. To not think about war is to truly live in war. This small village in the tropical rain forest of Vietnam has completely become survival itself. The cost of food and clothing and the execution of the prime minister by hanging go hand in hand, and behind the curling smoke is a raging war. These separate images in our world are integrated in this village. Children play and enjoy themselves, still pursuing the goals of their own curiosity. People's faces were filled with expressionless expressions, and the only active ones were an almost mad American military correspondent and an American officer who was always hidden in light, shadow and mud.
The madman said that the officer was a real poet, a great man. But the colonel plotted his own death. He felt dull about everything around him. The greatest danger to all idealists comes from discovering that their original ideals are no longer worth pursuing. And such a tragedy is rooted in the ideal itself. The danger of the ideal lies not in its realization but in the withering of its own source.
Death is the end, but also the beginning. For the Chinese, death means another world. Such a world is a continuation of life. So we will burn paper money, prepare wine and smoke when we sweep graves. The custom of sleeping at the same point in life and at the same acupoint in death also clearly shows the continuation of marriage after death. The world in which the Chinese live is the yang world, and after death it is the underworld. Yin and Yang are inseparable things. For the Chinese, death is the back garden of life. For Westerners, death is a rupture in life. The kingdom of heaven is not the same as the kingdom of earth.
But because the colonel wants to be a man who can die, that is, a man who will die. In war, the last thing people can't grasp is death. A random negligence, such as Lance's childish innocence, played with smoke bombs, which led to the exposure of the target and the death of his companions. Colonel Ke Yin had been far from the battlefield, but he could not find death in American earthly life. In the secular world, life is nothing but a farce, full of noise and agitation.
What Coin wanted to seek was a peaceful death. The way of death is like this, catch a fellow villager, let him go, let him cut himself, just like the villagers cut down a cow. But because of the way he thought he died, he achieved tranquility, but the cow revealed the secret. But it's the same.
Death is not a human right. Man cannot fully own his own death, separate from his own life. The fact that people choose to die of their own accord does not mean that the god of death embraces you, or that you are the god of death. Doomsday atmosphere pervades here. People are destined to be unable to take their souls away in such sinful times. But because he wanted to be a modern hero, he turned out to be a postmodern bear. His death didn't matter, he was replaced. The villagers continued to respect the kingslayer, and no one would remember the name of the slain. The blood turned transparent in the indifferent eyes of people.
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