In my expert capacity as someone who actually understands cause and effect, I was almost constantly offended by the unintentionally surreal way the characters in Terence Malick’s The Thin Red Line are totally unable to function in terms of cause and effect.
I could go on at length…and might, some day…about the scenes where men standing up are being hit by bullets and men right beside them evince fear, but do not somehow figure out that they ought to GET DOWN…about the scene where they are ordered to attack right now, at any cost, and then make coffeee, and read letters…and the sun rises…and later in the day they’re chatting…and uh, what happened to the big attack?
But there was one scene that caused me to physically eject the DVD and go do something else.
The soldiers are fording (wading) a river. Mortar shells begin to fall around them – they’re under attack! Not a LOT of mortar shells, mind you – this is no Saving Private Ryan. But enough to cause one of the waist-deep-in-leech-filled-water soldiers to scream “We can’t stay here!” as if anyone would, without his timely warning, set up camp in the middle of fording a river.
So what do they proceed to do? Of course. They stay there.
In fact, they proceed to make a phone call. They are carrying a field telephone, the kind that works by uncoiling a cable all the way behind you as you walk. They decide to call headquarters, presumably to ask if they should stand there in the water and be shelled, or do something else.
But the cable’s cut. That happens – you send someone back along the cable, retracing your steps, and he mends the break.
There’s a stupidly tense moment in which two rookies are picked for the dreaded job no one wants – to follow the cableback toward safety while the rest of us get to stand here and get shelled. An experienced soldier takes pity on them and agrees to accompany them in their terrifying trip to safety.
They look back at the woods we just watched them walk out of and say, “There’s no way we’re getting through there.”
:eek:
Repeat: everyone in the theater, everyone watching the DVD, the actors themselves, the director, the film editors…we all JUST WATCHED THEM WALK OUT OF THOSE WOODS MOMENTS AGO.
So they turn at right angles to their path – along the river – directly perpendicular to where the cable lies – and set out, away from any physical possibility of finding the cable break…to look for the cable break.
I don’t know what happens next, because I ejected the idiotic thing.
Sailboat