Just a phenomenal piece of art

Just a phenomenal piece of art

Notes: James Caviezel transcended into something unnameable.
I feel like all of Terrence Malicks' movies have one particular feat that burns itself into your mind ferociously. In this case, that was Caviezels' performance.

Notes: James Caviezel transcended into something unnameable.
I feel like all of Terrence Malicks' movies have one particular feat that burns itself into your mind ferociously. In this case, that was Caviezels' performance.

Around 1 year ago, I watched this film and knew it was the greatest I’ve seen. Since then I’ve known how much it meant to me but have never found the words to truly express this and I don’t think I ever will.The only way I could describe this film is that it was made with grace and soul. It’s real in every possible way.

It’s portrayal of war is one of such depths I can barely comprehend. We are always at war, whether it be physical, mental or spiritual. with each other, nature, God, and ourselves. We hate what we don’t know and romanticise what we believe we know. We are all consumed by war, regardless of if we like to admit it. 

Through all this evil we see, grace and beauty persists. We see the beauty shine through in war, the small acts of human connection, the innate desire to help another. It’s hard to survive through such evil but grace perseveres. Whether it be the small details of God, or the thoughts of man, grace exists through war. War is a thin line between love and hate. The Guadalcanal battle was a battle for property, built on the hate of another. Victory only breeds hatred. Victory against war is through love.

One shot will always live in mind forever. It was a Japanese soldier seemingly being consumed by the ground. Death is a return to and act of nature. It gives purpose to life, and reconnects us to the one who made us.

Around 1 year ago, I watched this film and knew it was the greatest I’ve seen. Since then I’ve known how much it meant to me but have never found the words to truly express this and I don’t think I ever will.The only way I could describe this film is that it was made with grace and soul. It’s real in every possible way.

It’s portrayal of war is one of such depths I can barely comprehend. We are always at war, whether it be physical, mental or spiritual. with each other, nature, God, and ourselves. We hate what we don’t know and romanticise what we believe we know. We are all consumed by war, regardless of if we like to admit it. 

Through all this evil we see, grace and beauty persists. We see the beauty shine through in war, the small acts of human connection, the innate desire to help another. It’s hard to survive through such evil but grace perseveres. Whether it be the small details of God, or the thoughts of man, grace exists through war. War is a thin line between love and hate. The Guadalcanal battle was a battle for property, built on the hate of another. Victory only breeds hatred. Victory against war is through love.

One shot will always live in mind forever. It was a Japanese soldier seemingly being consumed by the ground. Death is a return to and act of nature. It gives purpose to life, and reconnects us to the one who made us.

Needless death as an impossibly brutish concept in a world so saturated with comparatively otherworldly beauty. There is more pure love of humankind and the world we live in in this film than anything else. It radiates it. This is an impossible love letter to all that we are and all that we exist in, even as it explores one of the most horrifying aspects of our existence.

It feels very weird for me to say this when I'm generally not a fan of war films, but this is genuinely one of this most moving things I've ever seen. A cast that delivers unbelievably layered performances from top to bottom, often with little-to no-lines, giving a beautifully complete spectrum of the "shining light" of the human soul, and the devastating effects of a brutal war. There are no true caricatures in this. There is no true main character. No one is 'right'. It just is.

Malick has the unbelievably singular combination of having both a beautiful way with words and a remarkable eye for beautiful imagery, and that combines here in one of the most spectacularly poetic visions I have ever seen. From images of natural beauty mixed with the beauty of a native population who are solely the victims of the conflict, to meandering philosophical thoughts on the nature of love and the human existence, I loved every moment. The second half is truly a wonder to behold, I was tearing up almost the whole time.

Malick

Needless death as an impossibly brutish concept in a world so saturated with comparatively otherworldly beauty. There is more pure love of humankind and the world we live in in this film than anything else. It radiates it. This is an impossible love letter to all that we are and all that we exist in, even as it explores one of the most horrifying aspects of our existence.

It feels very weird for me to say this when I'm generally not a fan of war films, but this is genuinely one of this most moving things I've ever seen. A cast that delivers unbelievably layered performances from top to bottom, often with little-to no-lines, giving a beautifully complete spectrum of the "shining light" of the human soul, and the devastating effects of a brutal war. There are no true caricatures in this. There is no true main character. No one is 'right'. It just is.

Malick has the unbelievably singular combination of having both a beautiful way with words and a remarkable eye for beautiful imagery, and that combines here in one of the most spectacularly poetic visions I have ever seen. From images of natural beauty mixed with the beauty of a native population who are solely the victims of the conflict, to meandering philosophical thoughts on the nature of love and the human existence, I loved every moment. The second half is truly a wonder to behold, I was tearing up almost the whole time.

Malick