Showing posts with label the hurt locker. Show all posts
Showing posts with label the hurt locker. Show all posts


So...the Superbowl ads. To paraphrase everyone on the internet, including Psychology Today: what the f*ck was that? I had no idea I was a smelly, whiny, hopelessly whipped, chocolate-deprived manboy with ails seated so deeply that only an outdated, over-accessorized sport sedan could save me.

We of the internet have to reign in a bad trend, and try to use our hyperbole responsibly. I'm pretty successful at this, so when I tell you that "TiK ToK" was "pants-shittingly average," you can be sure that I meant it. That said, The Hurt Locker is that war movie Bush-era Iraq desperately needed, and I love it.


I missed the film during its initial theatrical run, and went in completely inundated with months of the endless praise heaped on Kathryn Bigelow's follow-up to K-19: The Widowmaker (remember that one?). Does it deserve it? Sure it does, but I entreat you to watch the film for yourself before hinging your decision to see it on what Jon and I are doing here: we're looking at the film from very specific lenses, and dissecting very specific parts. You may not see what we see, and that's perfectly fine. Unless you're Jon, in which case, f*ck what you see, just read.

Catch that? That flagrant foul in verbally assaulting my co-blogger in order to get my point across? It was reckless, right? Going by Locker logic, that's exactly what needed to happen, and no I don't need to explain myself, because it had to be done, and deep down you agree. Like I said, I love the movie, but Explosive Ordinance Disposal (EOD) team leader SFC Will James (Jeremy Renner) embodies that type of cowboy mentality to the fullest. He strolls head-first down an unprotected alley, discards his bombsuit for better access at a rigged Hyundai (fun fact: I dated a girl who drove that exact same car, and hers was a death-trap too), will randomly go radio-silent, (temporarily) AWOL, and leads his severely underpowered team on a late-night insurgent hunt better suited for an entire platoon.

People have been recommending I watch The Hurt Locker for some time now, and everyone was saying the same thing: they all loved it in spite of being sick and tired of war movies.

I too am sick and tired of war movies (and zombie/vampire movies), but we've seen Inglorious Basterds to be a fresh and compelling take on the World War II era. It is not a "war movie" per se, but rather a movie set during a war.

The Hurt Locker does use a very standard "war movie" organizing structure: the battle scene. The plot is driven by successive fights, standoffs, skirmishes, and and chases which move the characters and the viewer through the story.

But indeed there is something different about this film.. something that sets it apart from previous war movies. Sure, it may be about American soldiers in combat situations in Iraq, but it doesn't feel, function, or end in the way in which we'd expect a classic war movie to feel, function, or end.

In fact, I'd go so far as to say that The Hurt Locker isn't actually a war movie at all.

The fighting and bloodshed in traditional war movies is virtually always validated in the end when the forces of good prevail over the forces of evil. The battles can only be significant and interesting if they affect some kind of change and drive the movie's plot to a resolution.

In The Hurt Locker, however, we get no sense of progress, nor do we get the sense that all of the conflict and killing is leading anywhere tangible at all. To me, it becomes a film about survival, with the number of days remaining on their detail constantly flashing on screen always reminding us how much longer they must survive, and every minute is tense.

Rather than end with a great victory or an epic honorable martyr-like death for one or more of the characters, The Hurt Locker ends more or less as it started: another day, another bomb to diffuse. There seems to be an infinite number of unexploded IED's and random insurgents, and we dont get much in the way of reason to believe the conflict will ever end at all.

Insead, I'd call The Hurt Locker a survival film set within a war. It seems to be more focused on its portrayal of Iraq post US invasion and on the effect Iraq has on the soldiers. There is hope present, somehow: not hope of an end to the conflict, but rather a simpler kind of hope that the characters will at least live to see tomorrow... but they'll just be risking it all again.


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