At the end of the film, there was a question-and-answer session with the audience. At the end, a female audience asked a question that I thought was very stupid: Why did you add so many comedy elements to such a serious and profound theme in your play, I watched the old lady and I jumped into the play. The director and the actor look at me, I look at you, be careful to laugh and say it's okay, there is a little comic relief, and it's not a deliberate comedy effect - when we were sent to Israel for trial and the Venice Film Festival, when the camel came over the audience There will be some giggles, but none of the audience laughed like you. As soon as the voice fell, the audience laughed again. When Maoz was answering this, I suspected that his English was not fluent enough, or maybe he didn't express his meaning. In my opinion, these cold humors in the film are not cartoon-colored comedy elements, but abstractity and ridiculousness. These absurdities and hilariousness just reflect the creator's view of war and nationalism, not comedic. Like most boys of that era, I played games like dancing with guns and sticks when I was a kid, and when I grew up, I watched a lot of movies about war. We learned statism and nationalism in Chinese war films; in Soviet war films we witnessed grandeur, romance, and even poetry; in American war films we enjoyed impeccable soundstages and adrenaline rushes. Of course I'm referring to the films that mainstream theaters and general TV stations are willing to make. Although I've never been in a war and never want to be in a war, I'm always suspicious that the real war is not the same as the ones in the movies I've seen. A real war probably doesn't get everyone involved, and it never does—how to describe it? - So "pretty". ≪Foxtrot≫ gave us an absurd setting as soon as it came up: when people from the military came to their parents’ house, and the door was opened, they would honestly announce: your son died, “died for the country”, and is now a martyr, etc. In theory, the military rank is increased by two levels as usual. Tomorrow afternoon at the funeral, you can help carry the coffin if you want, but we recommend that you still support your wife... When the mother leans back and starts to twitch, these people Without further ado, she put her clothes up and took a sedative. It doesn't look like it's a funeral, it's just preparing to hijack and tear up the ticket. Before the expressions on Daddy's face were all in place, these people had planned the next appropriate response for him before he started having a seizure: come and have a drink. Take another sip on your head. We have set the alarm on your mobile phone for you, and it will ring once an hour for the next half a day. When the alarm rings, you must remember to drink water, whether you are thirsty or not, there will be military personnel who will plan the funeral later. Psychological counseling... When I saw the first stanza, I just thought it was some kind of magical avant-garde that the director was playing with imagery or something, because it was so absurd that it could only be a fable instead of reality. Unexpectedly, in the last question and answer, the people in Maoz said that the Israeli military's funeral is like that. There is a set of strict and complete procedures to follow, and all kinds of personnel responsible for calm and psychological counseling are really there on the spot. Then this has become a very serious problem: although the shadow of war may come at any time, it is at least out of our sight at this moment - in this state, the body of the soldier already belongs to the country, so he did not join the army to respond to the call to protect his family. What about the people of Wei? Do their bodies, stress responses, expressions, and even emotions all belong to the state? Next - huh, I got it wrong, it wasn't your son who died, and the name was changed. Would you like another glass of water? One more shot? When this crazy foxtrot danced to the second step, we met his son, who turned out to be just a childish child soldier. I thought that what was stationed there was a dangerous and dangerous level, but it turned out to be a lonely broken road on the Gobi Desert. Don't say anything about the wailing terrorist jihadists, except for 4 young and beautiful baby soldiers, it is rare to see even a fucking figure. A wild camel, more bored than them, paced listlessly over. In this state, the soldier's body already belongs to the country, so what about the people who didn't join the army to respond to the call to defend their homeland and the country? Do their bodies, stress responses, expressions, and even emotions all belong to the state? Next - huh, I got it wrong, it wasn't your son who died, and the name was changed. Would you like another glass of water? One more shot? When this crazy foxtrot danced to the second step, we met his son - it turned out to be just a childish child soldier. I thought that what was stationed there was a dangerous and dangerous level, but it turned out to be a lonely broken road on the Gobi Desert. Don't say anything about the wailing terrorist jihadists, except for 4 young and beautiful baby soldiers, it is rare to see even a fucking figure. A wild camel, more bored than them, paced listlessly over. In this state, the soldier's body already belongs to the country, so what about the people who didn't join the army to respond to the call to defend their homeland and the country? Do their bodies, stress responses, expressions, and even emotions all belong to the state? Next - huh, I got it wrong, it wasn't your son who died, and the name was changed. Would you like another glass of water? One more shot? When this crazy foxtrot danced to the second step, we met his son - it turned out to be just a childish child soldier. I thought that what was stationed there was a dangerous and dangerous level, but it turned out to be a lonely broken road on the Gobi Desert. Don't say anything about the wailing terrorist jihadists, except for 4 young and beautiful baby soldiers, it is rare to see even a fucking figure. A wild camel, more bored than them, paced listlessly over.
These four little soldiers are going to be put in the American film, and it is estimated that they will be full of mother's cross-talk and marijuana cigarettes. In the Soviet film, they suddenly and professionally sang a Russian folk song. In Chinese films, they can say a lot of noble truths about protecting the family and the country with any of their mouths. But they are Israeli soldiers, with a much smaller structure, and they suddenly look dull: they have no complaints, but they do not communicate with each other frequently, and their handsome eyes are as-matter-of-factly hollow. In addition, they are doing some very elegant things that only literary soldiers in the desert can do: repairing old and stupid military radio stations, playing old songs in rainy nights, and drawing comics about the dark secrets of father and himself, just like Dancing to old songs, etc. Only then do they look like their bodies and minds no longer belong to the state, they no longer look dull, and they begin to have spirituality and personality. But no matter how innocent and literate this group of young, beautiful, and spiritual child soldiers are, when that time comes, they will turn into killing machines in the next second. Without even blinking an eye, you can shoot a carload of equally young and beautiful men and women into a hornet's nest, and the reason can be as simple and simple as "not afraid of ten thousand, just in case." Some people may use their national anxiety to explain these little soldiers when they see this. It is not easy to live in fear and vigilance every day. After all, they live on looted land. But once they found out that they were in trouble, they quickly turned over their minds and emotions to the state treasury, because they knew that there would be a national father to wipe their buttocks, and their faces returned to dull expressions. That's about the system they've been trained in since childhood. It's not all these wooden people who are arranged by the state in this play. Ashkenazy, a national treasure actor who plays his father, is very good at acting, and his Michael is the most rebellious character in the whole film. When I was a child, I stole the antique Hebrew Bible that my mother brought out of the concentration camp to exchange it for a yellow pictorial. When she grew up, she sent her majestic German-speaking mother to a mental hospital. Although he has also served in the military, his basic life direction is set by himself. Such disobedience will of course not end well under the grand premise of the interests of the country and the nation - his darling son who came back from the dead ended up being indirectly killed by his own hands.
When Foxtrot finally jumped back to the spot, the military vehicle was driving on the run-down road. I held my breath waiting for the mine to explode. A rocket roared past. An Arab woman in black with a bag full of explosives rushed towards the car, screaming and screaming. The result is neither. Zhong Lingyuxiu's Jonathan died in the most boring and meaningless way. It seemed like the stupidest sacrifice. This is actually a crown to die for the country. After the play won the silver lion from the jury in Venice, it is said that it was named and criticized by the Ministry of Culture and the military in Israel. During the audience's question and answer, Maoz said that there are all kinds of scolding there, and it seems that most of the words are traitors and traitors. Then why did you think of this theme, this entry point? A bearded young man in the audience then asked. "Because I'm Israeli. Because I worry about this country. Because I care." Maoz replied slowly. Suddenly I thought of another country. Reminds me of many things from the past and present.
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