Throughout Restrepo, war is never romaticized or glorified at all. It is a raw, horrifying, affecting and inspiring portrayal of the extraordinary bravery of these men, and the work they did for their country. Just as extraordinary is the work of Junger and Hetherington, who, throughout each firefight with the often unseen enemy, are scaling the mountainous terrain and finding cover alongside the armed troops they are filming. This is an example of pure reporting, never forming a state of bias, but just showing it how it is and perfectly encapsulating the fears and frustrations of these men. No sequences are more heartbreaking than when the men are forced to stop in the middle of an attack to grieve the death of one of their comrades. Too overcome with emotion to continue, they cease their advance and weep. It never chooses to explain or attack the war, but merely serves as a depiction of the struggles of the American soldiers and places us in as privileged a position as possible to feel as the soldiers did. But of course, there would be no substitute for the feeling of actually being shot at. A very important film, Restrepo is a moving and visceral experience.
My Rating: 4 Stars