The War Zone
I had a visceral reaction to this film. My stomach hurts after watching it. Interesting that the film doesn't ask any questions. Why does this happen? How could it be prevented? These are not really questions that can be answered. Instead the film merely presents its story, like a punch in the gut.
I make it sound quite extreme, but with a few notable exceptions, it shys away from showing too much. Most of the violence occurs off screen, the horror is always out of sight, creeping up behind the characters. The story most obviously belongs to Tom, who quite literally flys with innocence at the beginning of the film, but by the end is as devastated as anyone, as hollow as his sister was when it began. At what cost do we keep up the lies that sustain us? For how long can we look away?
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