Yeah, he should have. But he didn't.
So we're talking about "Why We Fight" (Band of Brothers ep. 9) in my War Images class today, and we watched it last night, and -- I'm pretty sure the teacher really doesn't like BoB, and do you ever have those experiences where you watch something you love beyond reason with someone who doesn't, and suddenly you can't forgive them because you're second-guessing the thing you love, which has somehow seemed to fail you in this viewing? BUT NO. I CAN'T LET IT.
Like, my only note from that screening: SPEIRS, YOU WEIRDO. And I don't want to be the person in class today who's like, You have to understand that we've spent more than eight hours with these men already, and they've been through the worst hell imaginable but they couldn't imagine this. I don't want to wet the floor with how much I love BoB, as a cultural experience and as twisty, unreliable oral history and as a work. But. Well. We'll see.
(We also watched an Alain Resnais film right after, Night and Fog, which was -- incredibly, incredibly distressing. It was made in 1956, only half an hour, and was mostly B-roll of abandoned camps, before they were made into museums, and archival footage of, well. You hear about the worst horrors of the Holocaust, but you don't ever see them. Here you do, to the backdrop of an unnerving mid-century modern score and a monotoned French narrator. I had a hard time sleeping last night.)
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Like, my only note from that screening: SPEIRS, YOU WEIRDO. And I don't want to be the person in class today who's like, You have to understand that we've spent more than eight hours with these men already, and they've been through the worst hell imaginable but they couldn't imagine this. I don't want to wet the floor with how much I love BoB, as a cultural experience and as twisty, unreliable oral history and as a work. But. Well. We'll see.
(We also watched an Alain Resnais film right after, Night and Fog, which was -- incredibly, incredibly distressing. It was made in 1956, only half an hour, and was mostly B-roll of abandoned camps, before they were made into museums, and archival footage of, well. You hear about the worst horrors of the Holocaust, but you don't ever see them. Here you do, to the backdrop of an unnerving mid-century modern score and a monotoned French narrator. I had a hard time sleeping last night.)
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