The footage is great. I was thinking that the director didn't matter, but I was wrong. The director pulled it together nicely. As for the politics. I appreciate the non-political tone of the movie. But it's really funny to see people comment and say how "sad" the movie is. It's sad because you allow it all to happen. If you live in a democracy, then why is it happening? Hillary Obama Bush who gives a shit
Negotiates the fine line between showing respect for the Marines involved and the utter pointlessness of their mission. The local people seem to be stuck in a kind of hell. Not at all surprised they say one thing to the soldiers and do another - how else to survive? The landscape: harsh, beautiful, unforgiving. And this is still going on.
a couple of frat boys bomb and kill some of the poorest people on the planet....the fact that the documentary focuses only on their "pain" is laughable. living in a ex- communist country I'm pretty used to state propaganda, but at least back then they didn't pretend to do "humanist portrayals' or "capture the heart wrenching experiences", it had an honesty to it. This is just hypocrisy
Documentary about endless war against shepherds, civilian, militia, in a sovereign country invaded by a bunch of "cowboy" volunteers. Those people should ask: "What am i doing here?", instead of shoot to hundreds meters far targets. Everything without beeing aware of what they are doing or shooting at.
Restrepo deals with one of the saddest subjects I can think of. Young people killing young people. Humanity destroying itself. This is a grim documentation on the horrors of war and the bonds created out of desperation for survival. This is a stunningly evokative film. It's truely shocking when one of the soldiers was smiling while describing the death his comrade, as if he realized the absurdity of his situation.
Almost as noteworthy for what we aren't shown as what we are, Restrepo is an immediately engaging, deceptively straightforward documentary. Opening with the overconfident, gung-ho hollering of a young platoon member on his way to war, the film becomes smaller and quieter, focusing less on the problems of war and more on the problems of men, exploring trauma and masculinity in a violent, isolated, illogical world.
This dangerous documentary somehow manages to capture simultaneously the brotherhood between soldiers, the tragedy of loss on both sides (there's one particularly heart-breaking scene where they hit a house from an aerial strike and go to investigate the wreckage, they fling open a door and its a bunch of young children who are huddle together bleeding and injured), while showing us the insanity and confusion of War.
I actually found this to be somewhat pat, and mildly exploitative - soldiers either stare moon-facedly into the camera as they talk about their fears and fallen comrades, or they slap each other's asses, get drunk, and talk about buttsex back in the States. Great footage and good interviews, but it feels like a forced duality-of-man picture cooked up in an ivory tower.