Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Personal Revolution is the First Step Towards Understanding - Tamir Kalifa
Though her writing centers on her perception of the foreign state, A Trip to Hanoi opens with Sontag doubting her ethos. She concedes that as she has no credibility to write about the conflict, she “…doubted that [her] account of such a trip could add anything new to the already eloquent opposition of the war.” This rhetorical tactic lowers the expectations for Sontag’s conclusions but allows for a unique vision unseen by “journalists…political activists [or] Asian specialists.” In establishing her individuality, Sontag’s writing reflects that of a diary entry rather than a comprehensive analysis of the conflict. This style is suitable to writing about the people of Vietnam because it is personal and subjective and does not have the preconceived notions a more educated individual on the issue might hold.
Sontag devotes the first few pages to conveying the malleable state of her perception of Vietnam. Her initial writing reflects the common thought she and her fellow countrymen bore prior to her arrival at Vietnam. This represents the average, arbitrary image of the war any foreigner would have. She quickly begins to challenge her views as she describes, “…being piled with gifts and flowers and rhetoric and tea and seemingly exaggerated kindness.” From the moment she encounters the Vietnamese her thought process shifts to attempting to understand the people. This thought process represents the capacity America has to see the Vietnamese on equal ground however are unable to because of the nationalistic rhetoric used by the government in contrast to the images of slaughter and suffering the hands of the American government. This contradictory image inhibits anyone who has not set foot in a city such as Hanoi from understanding the conflict. By coming to the reluctant conclusion that the conflict in Vietnam is not what she expected, Sontag proves that thoughts and perceptions have the capacity to change.
However, it is not as simple as this. Sontag soon realizes, through conversing with citizens, how complex of a society Vietnam is. She talks about how disenfranchised they had been under French rule, how far they had come since then and how we as American’s cannot possibly understand how they feel because our cultures are so polarized. She describes this tension as a “…hopeless” barrier she cannot cross because there is no common cultural ground other than the simplistic human similarities in lifestyle.
Sontag summarizes the significance of open thoughts when she says at the end of the essay, “An event that makes new feelings conscious is always the most important experience a person can have.” This statement embodies the entire essay because it represents the human capacity to change the way they think. One of the greatest problems during the Vietnam was the American inability to experience new feelings that would allow them to perceive the conflict differently. Part of this is due to the physical and cultural difference between American and Vietnam; however, the greatest barrier was psychological. The inability to concede and think openly about the conflict in Vietnam marred a country in a polarized argument between the nationalistic campaign to rescue a vulnerable nation and an enraged anti-war public. Sontag’s conclusion implies the possibilities of change and lessons other cultures have to offer. While they must be sought, the knowledge gained is invaluable as, “what happened to [her] in North Vietnam did not end with [her] return to America, but is still going on.”
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Trip to Hanoi
In beginning this story I was very put off by Sontag's initial feelings and attitudes towards the Vietnam. I know that she was ignorant in the sense of she did not know what to expect or what the people of the country were like, but during the beginning of her journal she kept referring to the Vietnamese as "child-like," and to be quite honest I felt her initial attitudes to be quite arrogant. Just because there is a cultural difference and barrier does not mean that the people of the country are child-like and simple. Or to be exact, she described that after being in the country for such a period of time when she interacted with someone of her own nationality it was as if they were talking baby-talk.
However, I do notice that the longer she stayed in Hanoi the more appreciation she aquired for the country and its people. On May 5th she distinctly talked about the physical differences of the people of Hanoi from Americans. She makes note of the fact that she dwells in the attention she gets from onlookers who notice the incredible height difference of Americans. Also the fact that the men of the country always looks 10 years younger than what they are, but yet we fall back into that arrogant style aura that I felt when reading her journal. Nevertheless, I believe a true change began taking shape when she realized that the people of Vietnam weren't angry with Americans just with the present government and to her surprise as would many would be, they even described Americans as being their friends. But their kindness could not be regarded as simple kindness but in the eyes of Sontag it was beautiful, in a child sort of way. However, as stated earlier in this post the reader starts to see a change in attitude and Sontag starts to pick up on some of the "key words" or some of the "unreservedly moralistic" ways to talking that the Vietnamese were accustomed to. She now refers to the Vietnam militia as "the front" instead of Viet Cong, and African American are now seen as "black people" instead of negros. Even later in her journal she refers to them as being "too generous" and while an honest and thoughtful statement that only makes me wonder what is to be said about the American public if the Vietnamese moralistic ways are too generous?
Still at the end of her journal we see that change that I so easily predicted. She got a first hand look into the lives and customs of the Vietnamese and learned to accept generosity and pondered that same question about what is to be said about "ours." Nevertheless, she expected to see an angry country and got a quite amiable one that were fighters and were just supporting their country just as the US did. Yet, the whole change comes at the end of the journal when she learns to have a higher appreciation for the people of Vietnam and have learned lessons that will not only play out in her memory but in her day to day interactions back at home in the USA.
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
"Life Here is Both Uglier and more Promising."
Culture Clash
Vietnam is so unlike America in many ways. Sontag realizes how efficient the Vietnamese are, utilizing every resource possible to fix the war-stricken countryside and land. The people have a strong sense of respect for one another and are not sucked in to sexual desires so easily as Americans can be. They emphasize cleanliness and sanitation, and they are absolutely thrilled to explain how Vietnam has grown and progressed since gaining independence. They look towards the future and do not hold grudges against other countries. Despite the fact that the Vietnam War has torn apart their country and ruined hundreds of thousands of lives, Vietnam still views America with reverence, not hate. Through the hardships that Vietnam has had to endure, the people have grown stronger together and developed in a positive way, always supporting each other. Sontag reveals the uniqueness of this culture through detailed stories and encounters she came across on her visit to Hanoi, exposing the other side of Vietnam that many people do not see.
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Trip To Hanoi
Aristotle would approve of Susan Sontag
Clashing of Preconceived Thoughts and Reality: Looking Through the American “Lense”
When reading this excerpt, Susan repeatedly showed me the damaging effects of entering a different country with many preconceived notions. For instance, she states, “Judging for these first days, I think it’s hopeless. I can’t cross. I’m overcome by how exotic the Vietnamese are- impossible for us to understand them, clearly impossible for them to understand us.” (Pg. 223) This section shows a beautiful example of when preconceived thoughts and beliefs meet the reality of different perspective. Sontag is bombarded with a hopeless, discontented feeling as she struggles to connect with her experience. Looking into a society with an American “lense” causes us to disconnect from relating with the people, culture, social norms, etc. We may never be able to look into the world with completely clear, unbias “lenses”; yet, a deliberate intent to try to clear our lenses helps us better understand some different. In particular, American perceptions can be an extremely hinder acclimating to a different society because the American society is so unique. Our culture is unlike many others because of many factors including: the ethnic diversity, politics, and history. Therefore, wearing an American “lense” can easily make you and the new society feel unrelatable.
I enjoyed Sontag’s rhetorically showing the conflict that occurs when we contrast our American ideals and thoughts on the Vietnam War with the North Vietnamese perception. It was enlightening to see the dramatic disconnect with Americans and the North Vietnamese. She moved me to further explore this conflict and attempt to look for some resolution to these societal disconnects. How are we to abandon our beliefs and thoughts to blindly enter North Vietnam? It could not be wise or even possible to eliminate all our preconceived notions. Sontag states in the last line of the excerpt, “So I discover that what happened to me in North Vietnam did not end with my return to America, but is still going on” (Pg.274). I see the resolution to be an attempt to momentarily clear our minds of oppositional thoughts and indulge ourselves in the new experience. We should make conscious efforts to acclimate and understand different ideas, norms, and perspectives. Then, afterwards, self-reflect and once again grab hold of our beliefs and thoughts. I believe if more individuals practice these methods, then, perhaps people across the world will be less disconnected and more understanding of each other.
Susie’s Hanoi Diary
Alternatively, one may view the journal excerpts included in “Trip to Hanoi” as having been written with an audience in mind, and having been presented as excerpts from a ‘journal’ for rhetorical purposes. Taken in this light, the journal section plays a key role in Sontag’s argument: the concession. In her journal entries, Sontag’s initial reception of Hanoi is colored by a moral ambivalence deeply rooted in her own western way of thinking. She is frustrated by her inability to understand the North Vietnamese people she encounters; despite her best intentions to remain receptive and open-minded, she cannot help but feel suspicious that their overly simplistic moral outlook and the redundant, terse manner in which they express themselves are concealing something- or even worse, that the Vietnamese, with whom she has sympathized so fervently from afar, are an intrinsically simple, childlike people. In her journal entries, Sontag concedes that she had her own doubts about these Hanoi folks at first; that even she is not so enlightened as to have been able to transcend the entirety of that crude American mindset which her generation has been unfortunate enough to inherit.
The reader is intrigued by the brutal self-honesty found in the journal section, as seen in such statements as, “it seems to me that while my consciousness does include theirs, or could, theirs could never include mine…I have more on my mind than they do.” A white, liberal, academia-dwelling activist admitting to herself that a part of her feels inherently superior, on a broad intellectual level, to the people of a foreign culture she is freshly encountering? Sacrebleu! The reader, continuing through the journal section and making it well into the main body, in which Sontag reflects upon her trip, finds that Sontag’s initial ambivalence gives way to a…well, rather than compose my own cutting, critical manner of characterization here, I think I’ll let a few highlights from the latter portion of Susan’s narrative speak for themselves: “the North Vietnamese is an extraordinary human being…Vietnamese are ‘whole’ human beings, not ‘split’ as we are…while the Vietnamese are stripped down, they are hardly simple in any sense that grants us the right to patronize them…they don’t experience as we do the isolation of a ‘private self’…one can’t exaggerate the fervor of their patriotic passion and their intense attachment to particular places.”
Ultimately, I find Sontag’s characterization of Hanoi and the North Vietnamese people (see above) to be preposterous on a general psychological level, and every bit as propagandist as the “rhetoric of patriotism in the United States [which] has been in the hands of reactionaries and yahoos,” which she so sharply decries. However, I must admit that I find her rhetoric to be effective, on the whole. By devoting considerable detail to portraying herself, in her journal entries, as being beset by a traveler’s crises of identity and a disorienting ambivalence during her first days in Hanoi, she concedes just enough to make the reader wonder if he is reading a work which might actually contain an interesting perspective- and not just a politicized caricature. If only Susie could have mustered the restraint to make her on-the-ground diary’s prose a bit more believable, and to lay it on just a smidgen thinner in her final estimation of the North Vietnamese people, ‘Trip to Hanoi’ might have really left me thinking.
Shocking
She writes about the journey over there and how she did not know anyone, but also about how she was expecting so many things about her trip that would turn out not true, just like the fact that she said she would not write about it. She uses rhetoric to appeal to the audiences sense of humanity by showing that the North Vietnamese are people that die just as we can. It instills the notion that there are regular people in the North that are just like people that are in the US, which would begin to make people who had not been interested in anti-war protests to begin to question the war and its tactics.
She gives the reader insight into the lives of the people and what they are dealing with everyday so that the reader can know of the atrocities that are being experienced. All the while she is also giving the reader an idea of what it means to be an outsider in the war.
Cultural Anthropology
The author of Trip to Hanoi also experienced cultural shock as an American guest in North Vietnam. She describes herself to be a "stubbornly un-specialized writer" with a predetermined notion that her account of the unexpected trip to Hanoi will offer her no new material for her work and opposition to the Vietnam War. Through her experiences with local North Vietnamese and her hosts, she tries to understand the nature of her environment that is so different from home. For one, she expected North Vietnam to be similar to revolutionary societies such as Cuba of the Western world. She expected the North Vietnamese to be "informal, impulsive, easily intimate, and manic", only to find them to be the complete opposite. She found it difficult to understand the stylizing of the Vietnamese language. She found that they spoke in declarative sentences using tag words such as "freedom" and "unity", that overall had a flattening effect on their language. She felt as though she was being treated like a child by her hosts. The hosts created daily schedules for her, provided transportation to walkable distances, and provided her hearty meals that the average Vietnamese citizen would have once a month. As her expectations of North Vietnam proved wrong, the more she felt the society to be "exotic" and "small" in stature compared to that of the United States.
The author of the essay presented her findings of Vietnamese culture as a cultural anthropologist. All of her findings are forms of participant observation, where Hanoi was the location of her fieldwork. The only problem is that her findings through pages 57 and 71 are biased towards American superiority. The author fails to come to terms with Vietnamese culture during these pages, because she is constantly finding some way to compare it to her biased expectations. She finds that the Vietnamese are constantly hiding their "real" selves due to her understanding of the concept of politeness in American culture. Ultimately, she finds the Vietnamese to be "opaque, simple-minded, and naive".
She already has a biased opinion of her account in Hanoi and of its culture, yet she somehow believes that she can understand their culture from a Vietnamese point of view with her current attitude. If she doesn't want to come off as some type of "typical American", arrogance and all, she has to allow herself to become immersed in the culture to a point where she's no longer thinking about the American way of life as dominant. Analysis of a different culture has to be made on neutral grounds. Only until she drops the concepts American culture does she realize that the Vietnamese are as "real" as they can be. They do not portray that sort of "split" personality that Americans tend to do, especially in regards to entertaining a host. They manifest sexual self-discipline, and their sincerity is based on their willingness to be shameless. They are self-sufficient, especially during times of war. This essay highlights the reality that the North Vietnamese, while not an ideal society, are social creatures just like anyone other human. The differences between Vietnamese culture and American culture do not make the Vietnamese inferior, regardless of whatever biases we may have. By analysing the rhetoric represented in Hanoi, the author was able to provide a detailed account of her participant observations.
What I got from Trip to Hanoi
The author of "Trip to Hanoi", to me, seems to have a perception of the North Vietnamese people being just as human as we Americans are with hearts, feelings, and emotions. This may seem like common sense to most people, (which it should be, they are just human beings with different ideas and culture), but mostly only hearing racial slurs and negative thoughts directed at these people in topic of conversations can lead a person into having a bad image of who these people actually are and what they are like. My grandpa being a ex-war veteran, might be a source of these thoughts, but who am I to blame or judge him for his naive beliefs when he has seen, heard, felt, and tasted the horrors of what it is like to be in battle. Between hearing negative thoughts about these people and the fact that they were considered to be the "enemy" to the country I live and breathe in, I must admit I don't think to highly of these people. By definition, a enemy is described as one that is antagonistic to another, seeking to injure, overthrow, or confound an opponent. Knowing this, who am I to be blamed for thinking negatively of these people when they indiectly threatened my state of well-being. I guess that statement can be argued being that their is still debate going on in the world today of rather we were justified to go over there and fight or not, but that is not the point of this discussion. My point is that my thoughts before reading this article were strictly negative of the North Vietnamese people, but after being enlightened with a different point of view of the war, I am now vulnerable to change in my views. "We know the American people are our friends. Only the present American government is our enemy." Does the North Vietnamese being an enemy to our government mean they are enemies to our people as well? Debatable.
In the movie "Platoon", we saw scenes of violence done by the American people that went beyond what was ordered including unnecessary murders and rapes. These acts severely punishable by law and completely moraly wrong, but because it was done to people percieved as being heartless, ruthless animals, it was deemed as acceptable by portions of the U.S. forces. The perception of the people being this way can be aruged to be because of the way they were trained to fight in battle. The commanding officers didn't train their troops to kill sweet, innocent, loving people, they trained their troops to kill heartless monsters out for their blood. This mindset is key for survival when going into battle. The question I bring up from this, is would these soliders have done what they did to these innocent people of villages and other areas had they of had the chance to actually spend time and get to know some of the North Vietnamese people? According to the author of this writing, probably not. This assuming that the people over in North Vietnam really were the way the author described them, but of course she could have just been around the right people at the right time. Put her in a different city or town in a different situation, her perception on the people of North Vietnam might have been completely different. All this aside, should the fact that their is North Vietnamese people with good intentions and good hearts stray the soliders away from the killing and rapeing of innocent people and children? What if those innocent people that were killed for no mandated reason were one of the good ones? Just questions to think of, but once again, as with everything else in life, the answer is debateable.
Trip to Hanoi
In “Trip to Hanoi,” the author portrayed the North Vietnamese is a VERY amiable light. Throughout reading this excerpt, I vividly saw the North Vietnamese’s courtesy towards these Americans, who they are currently having a war against, and their sincere interest in America. To be honest, it surprised me. As an American, it is hard to accept the fact that we didn’t show the North Vietnamese the same treatment as they had given us. This was already something that I had been exposed to in Platoon, when the American soldiers invaded the North Vietnamese village, attempted to rap a little girl, burned down buildings, abused the villagers, and treated them as animals. At first, I was confused as to why they were treating the villagers that way, but then the friend I was watching it with explained that the villagers were producing food and weapons for the enemy. However, knowing that they were helping the “other side” still didn’t justify the way the villagers were treated.
Now, on the other end of the spectrum, we are presented with the forgiving North Vietnamese. Sontag describes their generosity towards their “American friends” and how the best was always provided for the visitors. In going through a process of having to shed her (was anyone else surprised to find that the author is a woman?!?) American views and learn to adapt to the North Vietnamese ways, she also leads the reader to shed off their own personal views. This is the classic example of stepping outside the box and looking at things objectively. It was a process that was subtle, but effective. As she slowly accepted and saw the beauty of the North Vietnamese people, I slowly saw the beauty as well.
She portrays the North Vietnamese is such a different light. The word “communist” brings a negative connotation into my brain, and probably into a lot of other Americans’ brains. However, the North Vietnamese that I read about in “Trip to Hanoi” didn’t fit my stereotypical “Communist” picture.
I applaud her rhetoric skills in leading me to view something in a different perspective, and not letting me realize it until it had already happen.
One criticism I have though, is that sometimes I felt as if she was talking about perfect human beings and over idealizing the North Vietnamese. Personally, I have been to Vietnam, and I didn’t see the dressed-up people and sexually pure Vietnamese. Granted, I had gone to South Vietnam and went many years after the war, so ideas, morals, and standards may have changed. For that, I am hesitant to make my decision.
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Shoot Me
Platton
*sorry this is late, my computer wouldn't load the site or upload my post.
Bottoms of Barrels
It is strange that the scene that I consider as being one of the most powerful and compelling is probably one of the least significant and memorable scenes in Platoon. There are a number of terrifying and insightful moments throughout the movie that clearly stand out in my mind; however, I was most deeply impressed by Oliver Stone’s mastery at giving his audience a deeper look at the characters. He accomplishes this task in one fell swoop, almost undetectable, during the scene in which Chris Taylor and his platoon go out on patrol that later gets ambushed. In this scene, Chris Taylor is narrating the letter that he had written to his grandmother. He begins by explaining the reasons that drove him to drop out of college and to volunteer to join the American forces in Vietnam; one of the reasons being that he wanted to lead a different life than the one led by his parents, “respectable, hard-working, a little house, family”. This is everything that Chris and his generation despised, and Stone very clearly captures this most fundamental idea in just a couple of sentences. Chris simply wants to be “anonymous, like everybody else, in my share for my country”, but he does not begin to realize what it really means to be “anonymous” until he shares the night out in the jungle with his platoon. Stone gives us the entire background of Chris’s character in this one scene by telling the viewer where Chris came from, what kind of family he was raised in, what his moral convictions are, and the reasons behind him taking on this “crusade”. Stone also gives a very brief, yet poignant, overview of each of the characters by classifying each of them as being truly “anonymous”. They are all “guys that nobody really cares about”. Chris is deeply bothered by the fact that these men are the poor, the unwanted, “the bottom of the barrel”, and yet they are the ones fighting for this country, “for our freedom”. Stone makes this scene more personal by closely zooming in on each one of the character’s faces as Chris describes them, and by doing this he is making it clear that each one of these men has his own life, his own goals, his own identity, and that it is a grave mistake to forget the men who gave their life for this undeserving cause.
The Thousand Yard Stare
“The Thousand Yard Stare – a Marine gets it after he’s been in the shit for too long… It’s like you’re really seeing beyond.”
“The Thousand Yard Stare” was something mentioned during the middle of the film, but didn’t occur until the end of the movie. For the audience, it was the sign that Joker has been in the war for too long.
The climax of the film was taking down the SINGLE sniper using the force of an entire squad of trained American soldiers. True, the sniper had the advantage of being hidden and the ability to keep all the soldiers at a distance, but the sniper was singled handedly able to take down three American soldiers. Before the sniper was shown, I expected that ‘he’ would be an extremely well built Vietnamese soldier. It was much to my surprise to see that the sniper was a helpless looking girl. It seems like Kubrick deliberately made that choice to have the sniper be a girl to poke fun at how easily the American army fell down.
There was fire surrounding the entire place. The building is in shambles. Kubrick brings the audience to a place resembling Hell. The world is deteriorating as the soldiers stand in a circle watching the helpless Vietnamese girl suffer through her last moments on Earth. The helplessness of the Vietnamese girl is further portrayed through the pained whispering of her prayers and her dying wish for the soldiers to “shoot me [her].” In any normal situation, the audience will feel sympathy for the little girl; however, the fact that she was a sniper that took out three soldiers is a fact that can’t be neglected either. Kubrick toys with the audience’s emotion as they struggle to figure out whom to “root” for. This is the exactly same feeling that runs through Joker’s head. From that scene of the Vietnamese girl looking at the soldiers with vigilant eyes and commanding them to end her life, an uneasy feeling is created. Right and wrong are not as white and black as they should be. The gray area emerges and leaves the audience wondering if shooting the girl would be morally right. Of course, with war, nothing follows strict rules and have distinct moral values built into them.
The actual death of the sniper is never shown. The camera focuses on Joker’s face the entire time. Joker’s face flashes through different emotions. First you see hesitation, then vengeance, and then finally determination. A gunshot is heard, an echo of the gunshot, and a sickly silence that follows it.
It is during that sickly silence that Joker got it in his eyes: “The Thousand Yard Stare.” It appeared that he was looking directly at the sniper that he had just mercilessly killed, but you could tell that he was looking beyond her. That stare was the way of Kubrick telling just how much a war or a moment in time can change a man.
The moment is broken by laughter, echoing off the walls. The soldiers joke about Joker getting the “congressional medal of ugly” and Joker being a “hard core man”, but the camera never leaves Joker’s face and his eyes. In this, Kubrick is inserting his “comic relief” of the situation, but still maintains the serious and solemn tone of the scene. This reflects the overall movie, where everything else is taken so lightly, almost as a joke.
Psychological Turmoil in "Platoon"
The Act of Killing
When watching Full Metal Jacket my heart went out to the private Pyle and his struggle in the boot camp process. I know that many people could identify with private Pyle because he was the one that was picked on by the others and because of his struggle and obvious mental capacity he was scrutinized because of his short-comings. Therefore, because he was lacking, we witnessed a true change in character as he over-worked himself to become just as good, if not better than the other privates in drilling and every way possible. He became obcessed and it is then that we witness his true full transformation and he has become a new person, a soldier. However, on the last day of camp after graduation, we witness private Pyle's final meltdown. In the middle of the night as Joker was patrolling the baracks he comes across private Pyle's in the bathroom drilling at a clearly inappropriate time and place and it is then that the audience knows that he has truly lost it. Sitting on the edge of our seats The Sergant walks in with his usual loud and boistrous antics and in retaliation perhaps for his scrutiny or just being in the wrong place, at the wrong time, saying the wrong thing, Pyle's kills him. Then after lowering his gun from Joker he sits down and shoots himself. This scene is so powerful because it represents a common problem that we face in today's society and the consequences that those people face because of the lack of self esteem. Suicide is actually more common than we think however with the agenda setting of the media we see more homicide than anything when actually suicide is often times more common in many cities than murder itself. Nevertheless, this represented the notion of killing and even more specific the murdering of those who are innocent in the terms of those serving in the army. This was evident in another scene in Platoon when the soldiers invaded a village and killed 2 innocent members of the village for no reason. Or more of the reason being the life of combat and what it does to you. In many cases combat dehumanizes those who partake in it, and they take on those same animalistic characteristics that come along with the act of survival, even if it means killing the innocent. This is something that both of these scenes have in common. The fact that they are now partaking in an act of "survival" and taking the lives of those who do not deserve it. This reminds me of a phenomenon that happens to many veterans as they return to the U.S. Many times they have seen so much that often times they go crazy and can't cope with the nightmares and reliving the horror and often times kill themselves because of it, or many times struggle with it all their life. So it could be argued that these soldiers of victims of combat themselves and simply acted out of the learned behaviors that they have acquired over the years. The very idea that these men have been taught to be killing machines and have acted accordingly could be the explanation for the changes that they endure and the lives that they take with them. Nevertheless, the comparison between these two scenes represented two animalistic transformations of men who were trained to kill and the consequences that the men faced because of these changes attributed to their journey as a soldier.
Opening Scene & GySgt Hartman’s “Motivational Speech”
Pile and His Rifle
Doin' The Whole Village
In the following scene, the suspected VC is dragged to the center and fiercely questioned about the weapons and excessive amount of rice in the village. Even though the man insists that there are no VC, Barnes is unconvinced. The man's wife comes into the scene, yelling at the soldiers about how they have destroyed everything in the village, ruining their lives. Barnes, immensely annoyed at her shouting, shoots and kills her. When he does that, the camera is looking into Barnes' eyes from the barrel of the gun; the fierceness and anger is apparent in his eyes as he kills this innocent woman. Unconcerned with the death of the woman, he proceeds to take the man's young daughter, holding the gun up to her head, yelling at the man to consent to his orders. In this scene, the camera shifts to Taylor's face every once in a while, and the grief so clearly displayed in his eyes seems to penetrate the screen; the cries of the children can be heard in the background. Soon, Elias comes and is furious at what is happening in the village. The two sergeants fight each other, bringing an immediate division in the army. After the fight is broken up, the soldiers proceed to burn down the village as the captain had initially instructed them to do so. During the burning, music plays in the background and the dead are shown, lying in the flaming huts.
At the end of this whole scene, Taylor angrily stops the other army men from raping the young, probably about 10 year old girl. He yells, "She's a f***ing human being." The others tell Taylor he doesn't belong in this world, but he retaliates by stating, "You just don't get it." The other soldiers fail to take in the fact that the just because the Vietnamese are the ones America is fighting and may not be highly esteemed as America is, they aren't any less human than Americans. The soldiers treat the Vietnamese either as animals or simply objects of pleasure. The American soldiers don't feel the pain and suffering of the Vietnamese as Taylor does. This whole scene effectively portrays all the conflicting emotions felt by the individuals, whether it be desolation or complete indifference to the War.
A confused and forced attempt at a Blog:(
Collateral Damage?
In Full Metal Jacket, one scene in particular begins through the perspective of a passenger in a UH-34 Choctaw. The viewer can only hear the resonant wisps of the chopper’s rotating blades, while taking in a vista of thriving Vietnamese greenery. The viewer enters a third person perspective of the chopper as it transits the sun seen near the distant horizon. The viewer is then treated with a first person perspective through the eyes of the pilots. We are immersed in a fertile environment, with the foggy jungles of Vietnam racing underneath us. The atmosphere of these shots is one of tranquility and serenity. Deep in the jungles of Vietnam, the viewer is aware of the chaos and turmoil that takes place. However, from above, the jungle doesn’t carry the same negative connotation. This atmosphere dissipates as soon as we see Rafterman on the verge of vomiting while hearing a machine gun firing in short bursts in the background. In between bursts, we hear the phrase, “Get some” exclaimed by the door-gunner. We witness the door-gunner experiencing his chronic adrenaline rush, as each pull of his trigger downs an unsuspecting foe. As Rafterman gags once again, we see Joker with a grin on his face. At this point, it’s hard to tell what exactly is going on between the three. First of all, who is the door-gunner engaging? Is Rafterman airsick, or is there something else that is fueling his disgust? Finally, why does Joker’s smile seem forced? The viewer is finally presented with some evidence that may answer these questions as we see the world through the door-gunner’s point of view. As we see muzzle flashes emitting from the tip of the gun, a quick burst of fire takes the life of a fleeing farmer as others run for their lives.
The reality of war is a subject that is often brought up in the context of Vietnam, such as in the rhetoric of this scene in Full Metal Jacket. I define the reality of war to be the cold-blooded conglomeration of attitudes and sentiments that fuel the men in arms and the commanders in charge to commit to what most would consider corrupt acts. This of course includes the murder of the innocent. In this scene, much in the same way that Staff Sergeant Barnes was personified as the reality of war, I find this door-gunner to exhibit similar characteristics. Despite his relatively short screen time, the door-gunner came off as a testosterone-enhanced, instinctive slayer with absolutely no remorse for the innocent he intentionally kills. Including the farmer he gunned down in the scene, he also claimed to have had "157 dead Gooks killed, and 50 water buffaloes too." In response to Joker’s question regarding how the door-gunner could kill women and children, he sarcastically remarks, “Easy, you just don't lead 'em so much! Ha, ha, ha, ha. Ain't war hell?!" The key difference between the door-gunner and Staff Sergeant Barnes has to do with the way the viewer reacts to how the reality of war is presented among the two characters. I found humor in the way the door-gunner spoke, perhaps due to his limited vocabulary or the bluntness and simplicity of his statements. As a conglomeration of everything negatively associated with the Vietnam War, the character of the door-gunner was essentially an exaggeration. Perhaps it was the intention of Stanley Kubrick to present this character in this manner as a means to get the viewer to realize the absurdity of this savage mentality.
The reality of war also understood through the development of the viewers understanding of what’s exactly occurring in the scene. The beautiful Vietnam landscape argues deception. Much in the same way that most of us require first-hand experience in order to have a better understanding of a particular subject, the same is true for the viewer as we are presented with an external point of view that masks what’s truly occurring within the helicopter and the lush greenery below. Only when the viewer enters the chopper alongside Joker, Rafterman, and the door-gunner, do we begin to get a more realistic picture. However, we are still presented with more questions as we cannot provide a good explanation to Rafterman’s disgust. Only until we enter the perspective of the door-gunner, the so-called “reality of war”, do we witness the death of the innocent first hand. Only until we immerse ourselves in war can we truly understand its hardships and consequences.
A Tale of Two Tyrants
In the opening scene of Full Metal Jacket (following the credits), the audience is given an inside view of GySgt Hartman, as he cordially welcomes a platoon of new recruits into the United States Marine Corps. This scene takes place in a barracks bay at the Parris Island recruit training depot. The camera follows GySgt Hartman from a slight distance as he strolls around the perimeter of the bay in an erect posture, one arm folded rigidly behind his back. None of the fluorescent ceiling lights are turned on at this time; daylight pours in through windows behind the bunks to expose the clean, perfectly ordered interior of the bay, in which even the ceilings appear to have been freshly shined. Hartman chirps his (hilarious,) obscenity-laden poetry with unwavering clarity, like a machine; his fastidiously arranged exterior loses none of its composition even when he punches one recruit and strangles another (seriously injuring neither). In this sterile world of ninety degree angles and perfectly-recited peroration in which Kubrick depicts his tyrant, ideas dominate. Everything in the room represents the manifestation of a clear, purposeful idea. Hartman forces his ideas of what a Marine should be upon a room full of young men whose lives may have been, until recently, as diverse as their pre-training hairstyles. We are never even the slightest hint as to what Gunnery Sergeant Hartman’s “real self” might be like- he is merely a walking projection of such ideas as blind force, surrender of personality and critical thought in service of the greater good, and a black and white/win or lose approach to conflict. And though Hartman is killed stateside, the graduates of his last platoon carry his ideas with them to Vietnam.
In Platoon, we get our closest look at Oliver Stone's tyrant, an infantry platoon sergeant on the line named Staff Sergeant Barnes, in the scene in which he confronts a group of his soldiers as they are smoking pot and weaving idle plots to kill him, shortly after Barnes has murdered one of his squad leaders, Sergeant Elias. In this scene, SSG Barnes presents a very different picture from that of Gunnery Sergeant Hartman on Parris Island. After hearing Barnes smugly ask his soldiers if they are “talking ‘bout killing,” we see Barnes, slumped casually against sand bags, in the partially lit entrance of the dank, cluttered bunker in which the plotting soldiers are assembled. A load-bearing equipment vest adorns his otherwise naked chest; he exhales cigarette smoke with a hiss before taking a sip from the fifth of J.D. he is packing- half of which never makes it into his mouth. Barnes does not demand to know the identity of the “slimy little communist shit twinkle-toed cocksucker down here, who just signed his own death warrant.” He makes no attempt to quickly and decisively restore order to the situation; for that matter, his own appearance is every bit as disordered as that of his stoner soldiers. Rather, he seems almost entertained to hear his subordinates talking about murdering him. Ultimately, the brute force of Barnes’ will wins out over the frustrated angst of the junior enlisted soldiers. However, it is not the idea of force, as a necessary element within the inherently violent construct of military engagements (etc), which he asserts upon the group, but the messy, gray-area-permeated “reality” (…Pynchon shout-out there) of his own force.
Hartman robs poor, innocent young men of their individual identities; and in the place previously occupied by their personalities, he implants his own ideas of heartlessness, thoughtless obedience, and team spirit on steroids. His very existence seems to echo the mantra of such Vietnam-era generals as Westmoreland and Lemay: with enough bombs in the air and boots on the ground, the American military can resolve any violent situation. Barnes does not bother much with ideas. Like a seething tiger, he stalks the jungles and villages of Vietnam, devouring anyone who gets in his way- civilian or combatant, friend or foe. Stone would like to inform us that it is Staff Sergeant Barnes whom we should thank for the massacre at My Lai and for the less-than-rare incidents of "fragging" later in the war.
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Full Metal Jacket: Private Pyles Suicide
The foreshadowing leading up to this event couldn't be missed by anyone who watched this movie. Something out of the ordinary was going to happen to Private Pyles at some point or another. Between his constant mess ups, his seemingly lack of intelligence, and his growing outcast from the brotherhood of the unit, it wasn't looking good for him. Not to mention the fact that every private in the unit thought it would be a good idea to hit him with a bar soap and he began to talk to his gun with a crazy look on his face. None the less, even if the viewer did know something was coming, it would have been hard to guess it would be something so dramatic as a murder and a suicide. I will say though, if I had to guess who it was he was going to murder, I would have picked the Drill Instructor.
Shit Sandwhich
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Patton Portrayal
George S. Patton's Speech vs Sergeant Hartman's Speech
Full Metal Jacket vs. Platoon
The film Full Metal Jacket starts off with a group of approximately 30-40 newly recruited men training for the United States Marine Corps. It shows how the drill instructor starts to dehumanize the men. For example, the drill instructor yells, curses, and disrespects them both mentally and physically. For one of the men, Leonard (Pyle), it drove him crazy, literally. The film depicts him as being somewhat mentally distant from the rest of the men. The director does a good job showing Pyle in his state of dementia and the look he has in his eyes. He begins to be somewhat psychopathic which to me is how the Marine Corps wanted to train the men. They wanted them to lose all morals and just kill. Towards the middle of the movie it actually shows some of the men from the Marine Corps training camp while they are battling in the Vietnam War. This movie didn’t really show much of the fighting. It showed a lot of the events happening in the background such as the newspaper and documentaries.
In Platoon the movie starts out in already in the war. The main character, Chris, left college to volunteer in the war. In contrast with Full Metal Jacket, he is a rookie with no training. He just got thrown out there with no guidance and older guys refusing to help and teach him how to survive. He quickly learns that he has to kill or he will be killed. As the movie progresses, the director shows Chris changing and maturing. He goes from this timid kid to this brutal, patriot man. Throughout the movie the scenes are very up close and personal. They show many Americans and Vietnamese being killed and slaughtered. You get to know what really happened in Vietnam, the good and bad.
In contrast, Platoon made you feel like you were right there in the war with the soldiers. In Full Metal Jacket it made you feel like you were writing a report about the war after reading about it. Both movies were a great depiction of the Vietnam War.