There was torture to extract confessions, and the footage in this film was beyond ordinary. Dark Prison, Guantanamo. . . There was a similar discussion in a film before: Which is more important, national security or the human rights of suspects? In this film, the CIA chose the former, and the director did not discuss this much. The heroine was a little unbearable at first, but she turned quickly: I don't want to see them treat you like that, but I can't save you, you better tell them the answer The
action team killed bin Laden and brought the body back for the heroine to confirm . I'm still curious, what will she look like when she sees bin Laden's body? cry? laughing out loud? It doesn't seem right. She just nodded lightly: yes, it was him. The matter finally came to an end. The relevant authorities picked up a large plane to pick her up, and she was the only passenger. The pilot asked, you must be a big man! where did you go? There was no answer, there were tears. The film ends.
Two things stood out to me about this film: the female agents don't seem to have families, and there are no scenes of mother-daughter relationships or separation of husband and wife. The amount of information in the film is large enough, and if there is a little love entanglement, value conflict, and conflict between husband and wife, it will be too painful. Another point is that in the last few minutes of military operations, there was nothing to cover the heroic sacrifice of comrades-in-arms. I am most afraid of this kind of lens. I watched too much when I was a child, and if I saw it again, my stomach would be nauseated.
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