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People would say this was an **opening-eyes** film. It all makes sense now, **Marxism** is the truth. The meaning is lost. People would watch this movie and feel nothing but **pity**, and then they go back to their usual **capitalist life-style**. Continuing to produce large amounts of waste and damaging if not ending multiple lives due to doing such. This movie is nothing but the top of what ~80% of what Southern and Central American people have to go through on a daily basis. Less than that. Capitalist countries keep on **feeding on developing countries** due to government corruption. Many voices are silenced. People go missing. However, people still consume the very same bananas, coffee, and other exported goods from not only Latin American countries, but from other developing countries around the world. They are the **fuel** to this **ever-lasting flame of Capitalism**. Drink your delicious, expensive coffee from exploited, starving, indegenous Brazillian people. Eat your bananas from sick, defenseless indegenous Guatemalan people. **Ernesto** wasn't looking for an ideology, he was looking for **change** and **equality**, leading to **major historical events** and an incredible impact on many people. He was a **visionary**, a **martyr**, looking to make the world a better place by any means necessary. I mean, he had to give up his life and studies to join the revolution against **foreign oppression** on many countries continent-wide. He was no **monster** nor **dictator**. He was **human**, looking to be the voice of many people whose voices weren't loud enough to be heard or were too afraid to speak up for themselves. Unfortunately, Ernesto was **tortured** and later on **murdered** by the **corrupt**, **greedy**, and **money-hungry** Bolivian government in 1967. However, his actions and words shall be and have been heard world-wide, and like, my uncle's friend, Oliverio Castañeda de León famously said, **"Mientras haya pueblo, habrá revolución."**