I remember a line in "First Blood" or something: "The Afghan nation will not be enslaved." Once upon a time, I was less fearful of terrorists. Their original freedom, order, homeland, and beliefs were destroyed by others, enslaved by others, and they rose up to resist, even by terrifying means. Neither Allah nor God belong to anyone, and no one has the right to point fingers at anyone, but the people who believe in God want to impose their own set on others, even for outsiders like us, it seems very disgusting.
But "Special Forces" is not thorough, but it also made me change this view to a certain extent. For the time being, let's not say that Western soldiers use firearms to destroy people's lives, and then go to restore order and show their role as saviors. We look at it all from the standpoint of humanity and compassion alone. I don't even say whether it's Westerners using film technology to win over people's hearts, it's just from the point of view of the film itself.
The Taliban are really like the devil when they slaughter their own people. The flames spewed by the AK47 devoured the people's trust in them, and even went to their opposite. As a result, in the film, the popularity of the French soldiers entering the village is in sharp contrast with the fear and discoloration of the people when the Taliban "compatriots" enter the village. At this moment, they are not fighters for freedom and faith, but devils who ruthlessly slaughter their own people. The people who rescued these villagers were the soldiers who had destroyed their lives. These soldiers could bring them more light of Allah than their compatriots.
I seem to see that once the original intention is lost in the pursuit, the whole process sours. Whether the means are terrifying or not, I don't care so much. Because when dealing with the enemy, sometimes even the most terrifying means are kind. But the guns are aimed at their compatriots, women, children and old people who have no power to hold chickens, and their hearts are not shaken. This is already a beast, and this kind of devotion to belief has reached a perverted degree. On the contrary, in France The spirit embodied in the soldiers is more easily moved.
In terms of human nature, the French soldier interprets it most vividly. The sacrifice of comrades-in-arms, a strong sense of survival, teamwork, and the spirit of not giving up, just want to say Tie Han's tenderness. I really like the handsome sniper in the film, the dedication to the team and comrades-in-arms, when the sniper who killed his comrade-in-arms was killed, the blushing long howl. There are too many emotions in those eyes, but I just don't know how to express them in words. Speaking of this, I found that I really have the feeling of a handsome guy. I don't know if I have bisexual tendencies, but I really like his acting very much. The rare scenes shocked me a lot, especially in the last run. Being shot dead on the way to the end made me really upset.
Dizzy E'e said so much, but I didn't seem to say anything about the movie, just said that feeling. If I really talk about it from the perspective of freedom and humanity, it’s really too broad, and I can’t talk about this history and background, so I can only express my feelings from my understanding of the film itself.
In the end, I have never been very interested in this kind of "muscle film", and I am more inclined to love literary films or heavy theme films, but I have a strong sense of dependence on subtitles. I watched this film last night. Alas, I've been so upset lately.
Last but not least, I want to say something. It was the first time I saw a French movie, and it felt pretty good. Afghanistan, Pakistan or something is actually a beautiful country, as you know from the background of the movie. I think the handsome guy named Rafael Persona is really handsome, even men are sucked by him, I'm drunk, um.
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