Sunday, February 18, 2018

The 15:17 to Paris

Clint Eastwood is, in my view, our greatest living director.   At age 87, Eastwood continues to churn out quality films.  His latest The 15:17 to Paris stays with his one of his favorite themes-personal heroism under extreme circumstances.  Like Sully, which dealt with the Miracle on the Hudson landing by Chesley Sullenburger, 15:17 to Paris recounts the true story of fate placing the right people at the right place at the right time to save the lives of perhaps hundreds of innocent people. 

I began my blog post by writing a traditional review of Eastwood’s film, but events this week caused me to take a detour.

The 15:17 to Paris follows the story of three childhood friends that are normal boys doing boy things growing up.  They came from single parent homes with all the attendant issues.  None of the guys were portrayed as exceptional students.  Spencer Stone had “difficulty fitting in” and apparently had ADHD.  It tracks them through middle school mischief and then into the service, where Spencer Stone struggles along and almost gets bounced out, but through sheer perseverance, he makes it through and gets both hand to hand combat training and EMT training, both of which turn out to be vital skills in foiling the attempted terror attack.

Eastwood uniquely blended professional actors with the actual heroes playing themselves as central characters in this film.  The end of the film also was the actual awards ceremony where then President Francois Hollande honored these young men for their courage in saving the passengers.   The reviews of the film have been somewhat mixed so far.  Of course, since the actors were not professional actors, many film critics criticized the film as being a bit stilted, and that is a fair criticism.      

But the shooting of the police commander in downtown Chicago and the Parkland massacre changed the complexion of the film in my mind and my perspective on it.   I like the film now more at the end of the week than when I saw it.    Because it is more than about heroism.

The 15:17 to Paris is also a tribute to American men and American self-reliance, much like American Sniper.

In Chicago last week, a police commander was shot and killed in downtown Chicago when he answered the call to assist in apprehending a heavily armed and Kevlar dressed man in the State of Illinois center.  Commander Paul Bauer rushed to help his fellow officers confront a four time drug felon and paid the ultimate price.   Later this week Aaron Feis, a football coach at Douglas High School was killed when he threw himself in front of the students to shield them from the shooting rampage of Nikolas Cruz.  And then to top it off, a JROTC high school student, Colton Haab, sprung into action, herding his fellow students into a room, covered them with Kevlar, and stood by the door with a fire extinguisher and a 2  x 4 ready to attack the gunman should he make it to the door.  “My main goal was to make sure everyone got home safe to their family,” he said.  The young man is 17 years old.

In light of these events, I saw The 15:17 to Paris in an entirely different light.  It stands as a tribute to American manhood.  

The evening of the Florida shooting, oracle of the Left liberal law professor Laurence Tribe tweeted out:
In literally EVERY mass shooting I can recall, the shooter has been a male.  That doesn’t speak well for my gender, I’m afraid.  But it suggests to me that the NRA’s worst excesses are driven by doubts about masculinity.  Small hands, big guns.  A lethal equation.

Tribe’s absurd tweet captures the demonization of all men by the Left.  We live in an age where men and manhood are under assault from academia,  popular culture and from the mainstream media.  The Women’s March in which both men and women march around in pink pussy hats and deride “the patriarchy” (whatever that means).   Academics and critics of the military complain about “toxic masculinity.”   Transgenderism is celebrated in the press (the New York Times just published a big article about the first lactating transgender mother).   Abercrombie and Fitch recently tried to make a big splash with its gender neutral kids clothing line.   Major elements of the #metoo movement paint all men as predatory creatures.   On college campuses, men have been stripped of due process rights in their sexual relationships, and now stealing a kiss on a date can be deemed sexual assault and subject a young man to expulsion with little chance to tell his side of the story and little recourse (a raft of lawsuits against universities are working their way through the courts or are being settled).  Little boys have even been suspended from school for making a fake gun with their thumb and forefinger.

Yes, men are sometimes capable of acting beastly.

But we see in The 15:17 to Paris and in the events this week that men, good men, real men with traditional qualities that we used to celebrate in men—bravery, courage, physical strength, decisiveness, self-sacrificing, protecting—still come in handy when true evil threatens.  In the climactic scene, when Stone is engaged in desperate hand to hand combat with the assailant, it occurred to me that only a man would have had a chance at successfully thwarting the terrorist.

The police commander was protecting the citizens of the city and laid down his life for them--- all strangers.   The football coach at Douglas High School did not hesitate to fling his body between the shooter and the kids whose job it was to protect.   Spencer Stone instinctively acted to charge and overpower the terrorist who was poised to take the lives of hundreds of passengers on that train, severely injuring himself in the process.  And even young Colter Haab cooly reacted to the danger, shielded his classmates, and demonstrated that he was willing and able to attack the attacker and sacrifice himself if necessary to protect his fellow students.

There is one small scene where Stone helps an aged man off the platform and into his proper seat on the train.   That older gentleman is the person that men like Stone are programmed to protect. 

I was struck by the convergence of film and real life this week, and Eastwood’s use of the real heroes in his film.   On the Thalys train, in the State of Illinois building, and on the high school campus in Florida, real men ran toward the danger and not away from it.  

Because that is what real men do.   Especially when agents of the State are not around.  The Left can continue to try to chip away, blend genders, and de-masculinize our society, but when there is real, life threatening danger present, and the situation is dire, you want real men around.

Laurence Tribe’s sneering comment is standard stuff from the Left, fired off from the safety of the ivory tower at Hahvahd.   There is not a doubt in my mind that under similar circumstances, he would be cowering under the Kevlar rather than standing guard at the door.

Go see The 15:17 to Paris.  It is a movie for our time.

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