Letters From Iwo Jima

Last weekend I convinced some friends to join me watching Clint Eastwood's latest film, Letters from Iwo Jima. Letters is a companion film to Eastwood's earlier film from this year, Flags of Our Fathers, which I've yet to see. Each film takes a look at the same battle over the Japanese island of Iwo Jima from a different side, Flags from the American perspective and Letters from the Japanese.

Letters may indeed be a compelling war movie, a Japanese tear-jerker in the genre of Saving Private Ryan but I think most would agree that this film has a much more profound message. What Letters does such an excellent job of doing is showing just how much we Americans have in common with the Japanese soldiers on Iwo Jima. Their fears and dreams are the same as ours, their pride is as honorable and as blinding as our own. Letters gives almost no real face time to any Americans in the film with the exception of one kid from Oklahoma who is captured by the Japanese. We completely empathize with the Japanese. We root for them, even against our "own" army. In Letters the Americans are a scary invading force and its the Japanese who's story we've entered into. A few characters in the film are also able to enter into the stories of their enemies and it gives them profound compassion in the midst of blind hatred and violence. The three Japanese soldiers and one American soldier who step out of their own national story which narrates the enemy as nothing more than a savage, subhuman creature to be destroyed are able to see that their enemies are indeed their brothers. It is this connection that paints the entire film and its violence as foolish, ignorant and unnecessary.

Having seen all the other best picture noms (with the exception of The Queen) I don't see any way this film doesn't grab picture of the year... unless Scorsese gets the nod as a recognition of his life's work. But put Departed up against Letters and I think Letters is hands down a better film.

Labels: Film, Military, Non-Violence