In 1972, the gunholes of the Israeli athletes still had blue smoke, and the holes in the head kept pouring out of the brain, red and black scattered all over the ground. Not everyone in the black September was a sharpshooter, so the rebels were lucky. The bullet penetrated the frontal bone instead of the brain, and the teeth leaked from the bullet hole instead of the brain. At the beginning of this nightmare, the audience had passed the Class B addiction, and the anger in their hearts against the terrorists was not yet Calm down, the Vengeance Corps came to kill the fathers of several terrorists. They were also lovely old people, and in the same warm and peaceful afternoon, the same grocery store proprietress, and even more so, the green that appeared on the old father’s body. Smoke...
The audience in front of the screen in the theater is even more angry, because they don't know who they are going to hate...
This reminds us first of "Rwanda Hotel" and then the Nanjing Massacre... Who is the victim? Civilians of the Tutsi ethnic group, civilians in China, but there is no answer in Munich in 1972. The pain and inner conflict caused by hatred are far greater than the Hitler-style massacre. Once the murdered died, the ambiguous hatred left behind made the audience wronged. It was like watching two wicked men fighting, or watching two scholars scolding. Everyone had the psychology of watching the excitement, so there was no room for fighting back and kicking, drooling and insulting.
It can only be said in a moment after waking up from the movie, taking a step back and broadening the sky. There is no alternative.
But in desperation, the movie will never let us go home empty-handed. The director tore the skin of hatred and showed it to others. As a result, the audience was disgusted by the obscure flesh and blood. Who would dare to bear resentment? However, I accidentally thought of the Japanese aggression, and I was angry, but the idea of bombing Tokyo is no longer...
Empty is color, and color is emptiness. This Zen saying is very ambiguous, but I can see a bit of strange taste when I see Munich. For example, hatred is emptiness, revenge is emptiness, let go of killing thoughts and become a Buddha right away.
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