Throughout there is a sense of conflict between what they are trying to achieve and how they go about achieving it. They want to win, but they aren't sure what winning is, except perhaps not dying. They want to persuade the locals but they also want to bully them. They want to kill bad guys, but they can't be entirely clear on who the bad guys are. They don't want to kill locals, but how can they be sure whether they were supporting the enemy or not; implicitly isn't it possible they are all the enemy by association (certainly now a key leg of US drone policy). They want to maintain the clarity of their purpose there, "hearts and minds", but they find it hard not to mock the concept. Most of all they want to be heroes and tough guys, even vigilantes, but fear of impending doom, trauma from constant attack and the pain of loss is etched across their faces. Invincibility seems to have been branded into them; their technical superiority, the quality of their training and their equipment, the evident contrast between the frail locals and their biceps and six packs, so when they lose men under attack some of them crumble. That they name their biggest achievement, an outpost built at a junction which had been used by the enemy to launch attacks, after a popular 20 year old medic who was killed seems evidence of their solidarity and determination, but also seems testament to their need to hold onto their humanity while unleashing destruction on a very human enemy they barely understand.
Foreign policy isn't touched on which I think is very valuable as viewers will bring their own opinions, but importantly for the soldiers it's irrelevant. Questioning the point of their presence isn't part of the job, their orders are clear even if very difficult to deliver. And once you start asking how Americas interests are supported by men from Alabama, Tennessee, Utah and Montana fighting with Chechens, Syrians and Somalians over a dusty cliff face barely able to support a handful of people per square kilometre, it all gets very messy. The rationale for initially invading Afghanistan is really a separate question, but the futility of a large component of the efforts of these men is evident. They are under no illusion that they are anywhere near Bin Laden or the Al Qaeda elite.
The commander leads negotiations with local elders. Sitting cross legged on the floor he bribes them with promised medical supplies and jobs; he is absolutely certain of his moral and physical superiority. When the bizarre promises are met with stoney silence, he reverts to telling them he doesn't give a f*ck. He isn't a diplomat. When the locals complain that they have killed innocent farmers, his attitude turns on a dime in a millisecond. Initially he berates himself for killing a civilian but immediately he implies they may well have been supporting the Taliban regardless. It's probably a coping mechanism, but its obvious he's never going to build the relationship with the Afghans that the "hearts and minds" doctrine requires.
The futility is exaggerated by the battle scenes themselves. Despite the remarkable bravery of the cameraman, we never see the enemy and as one soldiers strains to look through a massive camouflaged telescope while the other sprays heavy machine gun fire into the dusty mountains you get the strong impression they never do either. Air strikes devastate trees. Probable kills are met with high fives and a sense that justice has been done for the death of Restrepo the medic. But the feeling is fleeting as more American death prompts yet another quest for revenge. It's clear that if left to their own devices there is no end to the cycle of violence.
The threat is permanent, gunfire comes in from 360 degrees, Americans are killed and their supplies are stolen, reminding them how close they are to old school hand-to-hand combat with this invisible, faceless enemy. The terror breaks some of them, but even those who don't crumble in the war zone will never be able to leave the feeling of vulnerability and loss behind. Cameraderie compensates for it, but it is noted in the film that it hasn't been since Vietnam that so many soldiers have had to return to civilian life with this exposure to combat experience. Cameraderie only lasts until the return home. At that point these professional tough guys are only as strong as their ability to forget allows them to be.
This is a great film to begin to pull together strands from other documentaries on the topic of war. Fog Of War (2003) develops the theme of how war should be used as a tool within foreign policy. Empathise with the enemy, rationality will not save you. Afghanistan: Behind Enemy Lines (2010) gives a face to the insurgents, both the Afghan fighters and the foreign "enemy combatants". This presents the intense conflict between American perception of moral and physical superiority in theory and its tortured application in practice. Secondly it presents the development of the psychological trauma discussed in Gandolfini's Wartorn 1861 - 2010 (2010) from the consequences of living surrounded by death. Tim Hetherington himself was killed shortly after the film's release while covering the Libyan civil war. It's not at all surprising given how willing he was to put himself in harms way, and certainly adds to the mystique of the film, but incredibly sad that such a talented filmmaker cannot make more of these films. The objectivity I think is impressive and quite rare in the last decade or so in war documentaries with this kind of access to the frontline. The footage itself is almost as good as fictional films.
The moment in particular when one death results in a soldier emotionally collapsing during a firefight is pure propaganda for the enemy. His tears are contagious and rip away at the effectiveness of the entire fighting contingent. However, I was left with the impression that the soldiers would not feel betrayed by how their efforts are shown, and would most likely not see the deaths of their friends as presented as futile. Instead, the transparency provided and the ability of the soldiers to feel and express emotional pain in battle probably feels like evidence of the humanity and moral authority that they see as so lacking in the terrorists on the other side. In other words, their love and respect for their friends is something to be treasured, rather then something to be hidden as it is what separates them from their murderous enemy. The bigger danger is that they ever discover that many of the enemy are just like they are, the only difference being marching to the beat of a different ideological drum. A drum that to them is just as justifiable.
One of the best Afghan war documentaries, and one of the best documentaries on war around. The chaos and confusion, the loss and trauma as well as the scent of victory and the fierce bravery, loyalty and strength are on display. Objective enough for people to draw their own conclusions, subjective enough that the participants could present themselves as they wanted. Despite the destruction and futility, I can't help but admire the soldiers while wondering whether if they had been sent in from day 1 if Bin Laden would never have escaped from Afghanistan.
8 / 10