|Originally posted by yogamama
I saw it and I should not have gone. I have no stomach for violence and there were WAY too many kids in the theatre (LITTLE kids!!) and I was hyper sensitive to that and couldn't really enjoy the cool parts.
Come to think of it, I think the violence was what was scaring me so much when I saw it. Maybe it's just too much North American "guy" in me still... but as I watched it on the big screen, I could get into the fight scenes (of which there are a ton) because they weren't real people.... in contrast to how I felt watching Private Ryan, Enemy at the Gates, etc. I almost couldn't watch them because of the sheer inhumanity of war.
I've been thinking a lot about this kind of thing because of my own exploration of my nonviolence and pacifism and being a male.... having a son, etc. How much is normal primal-hunter-gatherer and how much is leftover, unnecessary, necessary, culturized, choice, etc. As a story writer I think about that all the time now (post 9/11); do I write a tale where the heroine/hero is able to resolve the conflict through active/dynamic nonviolence or do I opt for the normative battle/ordeal, etc.
Whew, got me thinking again... going to see it again on Sunday... I think I'm going to pay attention to that vibe in me and see where it leads... thanks for sharing your experience, really got me thinking.