Matt Damon (for the life of me, Team America has ruined my pronunciation
of his name) plays soldier Roy Miller, a ground commander in charge of finding
Weapons of Mass Destruction (WMD) in the early days of 2003 in Iraq, following
the “Shock and Awe” campaign. Within the
first ten minutes we see that he’s tired all over of going to “hot” sites and
finding excrement or, in one case, an excrement receiving factory.
Also within the first ten minutes I grew tired of hearing “WMD”. Being in 2011, it’s a tired acronym that just
smacks of ineptitude, misdirection, and a phantom target. See, I’d put “SPOILER ALERT” at this point,
but if you don’t know the Miller isn’t going to find WMD, that the source of
the WMD is a ruse, that even the Iraqi peeps in-the-know claim they never had
any (since 1991), then you haven’t read a paper in the last 7 years. So, now that we know the macrocosm of the
film in the first few minutes, what else do we have to sell interest?
The bad (“bad”) guys of the picture is the Pentagon
Intelligence Analyst, Clark Poundstone, whose name is said sparingly so that we
don’t chaff too much at its ridiculous nature.
His assets are a Special Forces team who does his bidding, which is
mainly to cover up the fact (?) that he made up all that stuff about WMD sites
to get the US into the war. Matt Damon
has the moral integrity (?) to go against the US mission and get the truth
out. Because that’s what we do.
The counter-point of conscience is an Iraqi Army veteran (“Freddy”)
who lost his leg in 1987 during the Iran–Iraq War, becomes Miller's translator. He’s trying to do the best for his country by
helping out Miller – really the US – to get the Baath baddies left in his
country.
Greengrass makes several cases in the film, but its most
surprising that Freddy’s case is actually made at all, given the moralistic
speeches Miller gives about trust. We
get that lying about WMD was bad, and that the US’ involvement in the war is
largely attributable to this magguffin.
But, as Freddy points out (and takes action later), the Iraqi people are
going to control their own destiny, not the US.
When he shoots the general – in cold blood – that Miller has been trying
to save to show the world Poundstone lied, he says (paraphrasing) that Iraq is
not yours to control. It doesn’t matter
how or why you got here, but from here on out, we’re going to take advantage of
you ridding our country of this dictator.
That message, while laudable for including in a film focused
so much on WMD, is also kind of the problem with the film. The message that it doesn’t matter to Iraqis
any more how got you here, because they have bigger issues to solve than
American guilt, we’ve got a country to fix.
In other words, I felt that the film itself is telling me that I should be getting over the film.
The mixed message conjures an internal greater-good
discussion, about if I had a time-machine and could have prevented the whole
WMD fiasco, (a) would it have prevented the Iraq War and (b) would I want to
prevent it in the first place? The film says
that answer depends on if you are an American or an Iraqi citizen. And it also says it’s irrelevant because we
don’t have a time machine so get over it.
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