This past Saturday, my husband and I went to see American Sniper. In a rare escape from home, leaving our son in the capable, yet expensive hands of a babysitter, we pre purchased tickets for a 3:30 matinee and arrived 30 minutes early, suspecting that even an afternoon showing would be in demand on the movie's release weekend. However, we were stunned and a little disappointed that the best seats available were on the third row. The movie theater was packed in anticipation to see the movie that had just received six Oscar nomination nods.
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This wasn't just another war movie. This was a biopic of one man's decision to use his God-given talents and heroic spirit to protect his brothers in arms spanning four tours in Iraq. It also was a rare picture of military family life, woven cleverly into a story of war.
Not being from a military family nor having served and offered my own life for this country, learning about the life of a Navy Seal and his family and the difficulties they face during active employment and afterwards in the reintegration phase to civilian life was an eye-opening experience. I came away from the movie having a deeper respect for men and women willing to wear the uniform and fight to keep America free.
The story of Chris Kyle ends on a tragic note as we learn he was killed on the firing range while spending time with a former veteran who had been diagnosed with PTSD. No one moved from theater seats during the credits and the distinct sound of sniffling could be heard followed by a huge round of applause.
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