During a media class in high school, a teacher showed excerpts of
Platoon - including the "outstretched arms/helicopter" moment. Years
later, when I actually get to see Platoon, I know exactly what to
expect. The scene is devoid of any intended emotion, entirely absorbed
throughout the years of re-runs in my mind.
The rest of the film? All I remember is everything leading up to that
moment felt exactly like that. I just waited for it to happen. Come to
think of it, that teacher ruined the whole movie for me. Great, as if I
didn't hate high school enough already.
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