.· Pearl Harbor ·.

I’ve just finished watching Pearl Harbor and I am shocked… My eyes are still red, my mouth half opened, my heart beats are different from the normal ones.

The film is really good. Great effects, very catching, shows history while showing this love story… I liked it! But the scenes are very shocking. The whole films shows a violent atmosphere, attacks, bombs, everything is very energetic, a lot of movements, screams, and that kind of desperation signals.

I’ve cried several times, and really cried! I still have the image of the burned people, all black, desperately running to the hospital to get some help. The huge mass of people floating on the sea, being filmed by down the water. It’s horrible to see so many legs moving so quickly… You get mad! Then the great masses of fire, of explosions, people being thrown backwards by the bombs, everything burning… People running, screaming, looking to the sky, mouths opened wide, desperation. Only desperation.

I must say that luckily, I didn’t see many children suffering. If that had happened, it would have been really worse. But there are some images that were shown together that really caught my attention – and children are involved.

When the Japanese planes were arriving to Pearl Harbor, minutes before 8 a.m. on December the 7th, we can see people taking up their habitual activities, and watching the planes approaching. We can see this woman (right) tiding up clothes in her garden and a whole lot of planes just passing above her. The woman gets really scared. What would you do, what would you think if that happened to you? Then we can see three little girls playing, dressed as angels, with wings on their costumes, and they also get surprised by these terrible aeroplanes with red circles on their sides. Also we can see in another part, some boys playing, and the planes passing just some meters above them. Those images are terrible!! Poor kids! They don’t know what is going on, what is happening, why are those planes there. They might find it interesting, funny to see 300 planes flying so close to them, but they really don’t understand what is going to come. A great contrast is shown between all these people living normally, doing what they should be doing a Sunday at 8 a.m., and the huge attack about to start. Kids were playing out there, a woman was tiding her clothes, some were sleeping, others working, and seconds later they were all dead! Who could have imagined?

Sunday, June 10, 2007

Longer analysis: http://valebecker90.blogspot.com/2007/06/pearl-harbor-film.html

"Blood Diamond"

I have just arrived from watching a movie called "Blood Diamond" and I am still shocked, and I truly think that I would be shocked for too many months.
I couldn't help crying during and in the end of the movie, in a way I felt guilty because I do have everything and more than what I need to live, in another way because I do anything to help those people, those KIDS and finally I realized that I cried because it made me realized that all of us don't know a little f*cking thing about anything that is going on somewhere else besides our tiny world.

I do believe in God - I love my God more than anything else in this world because HE never leaves me alone and HE is my faith by which I keep on living and walking through life.
But I have to confess that today I will be the one that judge HIM and ask him WHY DO YOU ABANDON THEM? I have met your grace and your wisdom - I know about your love towards us, your sons - You have showed me that you are real, that you are the greatest thing that WE AS HUMAN BEINGS HAVE.
So, I don't understand HOW ARE PEOPLE KILL EACH OTHER WHILE LIVING IN A SAME COMMUNITY WITH THE SAME RELIGION AND THE SAME STANDARD OF LIVING? WHY ARE CHILDREN KIDNAP AND TRANSFORM INTO SOLDIERS? - WHY DO WE PERMIT THIS TO HAPPEN? - WHY DO YOU PERMIT THIS TO HAPPEN? -


When I was 14 years old I thought that my destiny was to travel to Africa, exactly to the Democratic Republic of Congo, because I felt that I have too many since I was a kid and the children from there haven't have nothing at all since they were born - And they live in such a great and inhuman condition; those who don't have HIV, they have mortal diseases that were defeated in the first world during the Industrial Revolution. Or those kids and adults that die because malnutrition because they don't have even the food to eat at least once a day.
So, then everyone judged me that while my country was also dying because of malnutrition I would left and go to another continent - So I decided to stay and to study and to achieved the knowledge necessary to become a decent politician and help MY nation to become a great nation and solving poverty, injustice and inequality.
But then, today I realized that maybe my dear God doesn't want me here but there. Once He sent me a phase from the bible that claims: "Quiero que se comporten como verdaderos discípulos del Evangelio de Cristo" - This phase has become my destiny, my purpose in life byt which I would march towards my finally meeting with God. The meaning of this phase which is a long written piece gave me the answers to all my doubts about my future, about every single uncertain thing that I had.
Now, I become to realize that while I was asking HIM why did he permit that situation in Africa, I wasn't asking me WHY DID I PERMIT THAT SITUATION? My mother told me some minutes ago that I wasn't able to help them, AM I? I don't know and I do not want to know because I believe in grace and I believe in hope - I believe that peace and love is much more stronger than death, desolation and some destructive weapons as well as power, money and ambitious people.

As I live day by day I find myself facing different kind of situations - Now, I find myself thinking that while some of us are thinking about the trip to Bariloche or whatever, others are dying - others are being kidnap to be taught to become soldiers at my age or maybe younger than me.
While millions of people have lost everything because of war and poverty I am flighting to USA in a trip family.
While billions haven't have not even food enough to eat once in a day I am thinking about not eating in the next trip to the mountains just because I find myself too fat. And not just me is willing to give up eating . . We just don't know or care about what we f*cking have.

I sward that I try to learn every day of my life something about what's going on around the world, or at least to realize that our bubble it is not the real world.
Until now I thought that I wasn't living in my "metro cuadrado" but now I came to realize that yes I was.

So, I write this monologue to make me remember that I have a compromise with not only my society but with a whole continent - I believe in my God and I believe in myself. This is what, in the end, I truly Have.

Maybe one day every one of us will compromise to live for himself and for the others and that would be the day in which the world 'd start to be different - too dammed different.