Thoughts After a Movie Marathon
Just this past weekend, I discovered we had a box set of the HBO mini-series Band of Brothers.Maybe out of nothing else to watch, I took it to my room and had myself a WW2 epic marathon - watching six episodes straight, one after the other. (Kind of like watching Fellowship of the Ring and Two Towers consecutively, which i have already done, by the way...)
I probably have seen more war movies than what is "normal" for my gender. We females tend to be stereotyped into watching only "girly-girl" chick flicks. And to some extent, I wouldn't argue.
But then, I'd have to admit that there is something about war movies that appeals to me, regardless of my lack of the Y-chromosome.
I like WW2 movies the most.
Maybe because in some ways, it's the most romantic war I've known.
It was the classic conflict of good and evil. Who could have possibly missed the dichotomy of the Allied forces led by Churchill, Roosevelt, and Chiangkai-shek against the Axis powers Mussolini, Franco, Tojo and of course, Hitler?
Maybe I'm just caught up with the optimism of those days.
When things seemed clearer then.
Unlike now, where everything's in murky gray.
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