Memory of Saigon

Aurore 2021-11-14 08:01:24

Still the fascinating "Saigon City", the Saigon of "Lover", and the Saigon of "Green Papaya Taste", seem to be in Saigon, only to see the oriental connotation of Southeast Asia. It also retains a few memories of Chinese blood and historical traditions.
Participate in the Vietnam War? Anti-war? Whose country? These problems can only be problems, and they are still unresolved. How great is the ability of a radio DJ? His appearance is a cathartic outlet for ordinary soldiers. But to scare the people involved, this cannot be said that it cannot be reported. This is a monopolistic news broadcast media approach. In fact, this news system is also our reality.
There is still love, but this kind of love seems more sensible and sober. For example, the Vietnamese girl said, "You don't understand, we have no future together, my country may not have a future... Vietnamese girls can't be friends, my brother Can". There is no hope of being a lover, even a friend. This is also the sad part of the film. Fortunately, this is a "war comedy" that makes people laugh and laugh and accept the helplessness of reality. To accept the cruelty of war and the destruction of human nature.

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  • Roscoe 2022-03-26 09:01:04

    recalled a classic good song for me, "Under the boardwalk".

  • Jacques 2022-03-25 09:01:07

    Trying to use comedy to satirize the absurdity of war, but it is really too noisy, and it is completely a straightforward one-man show, there is no room for aftertaste, only Williams is in the right state, and the scene of interacting with the soldier at the end is a bit disappointing. Human tears.

Good Morning, Vietnam quotes

  • Jimmy Wah: [Jimmy brings Cronauer and Garlick their beers] There your beer!

    Edward Garlick: Thank you Jimmy.

    Jimmy Wah: [discreetly] Any movement on the Walter Brennan thing?

    Edward Garlick: No... and it doesn't look good, Jimmy.

    Jimmy Wah: He look good to me!

  • Jimmy Wah: [hysterically as he's watching his bar burn with Cronauer after the bombing] My bar! Why!