迷失Z城

I really fancy the way protagonists talk. The charisma of English phraseology and juxtaposition is conspicuous when they attempt to restrain erupting emotions. Such a magnificent deed as everyone has described in the film, yet Mr Fawcett eventually enters the dream he weaves by himself and never steps out. It’s a pity that his son is sacrificed for father’s deeply-rooted conviction. Actually I find Jack’s accusation after Percy’s first return quite reasonable, for he is absent from his teenage, let alone fulfill a husband’s duty. Even though the son gradually gets to understand what his father has been insisting for decades and embraces the idea of resuming the unaccomplished task, persuading his own child in the prime to accept death peacefully is still impersonal. Speaking of his wife Nina, a independent woman who could have established herself in the new era, almost retreats into domestic triviality so that her husband can walk off chasing the place, the glory and some enigmatic civilization. Maybe at that time their options were limited given social system and stereotyped ideology, but from my perspective a promotion from major to colonel is far less treasurable than a span of family time.