YI JIAN’s review published on Letterboxd:
Nung River, 1969.
After the death of the crew's chef, Captain Willard had decided to end everything once and for all. With steady breath but shaky hands, he crept into the darkened temple. Colonel Kurtz was in it, he could hear him talking to a tape recorder..
"We train young men to drop fire on people, but their commanders won't allow them to write "fuck" on their airplanes because it's obscene!"
Willard tried to calm himself down by gripping harder on the machete he brought with him, drops of sweat were starting to form on his forehead. He hid from shadow to shadow until he was behind kurtz.
Without any hesitation, Willard swung the machete towards Kurtz's back as hard as he could. Kurtz struggled and refused to collapse, so Willard gave the machete a few more swings, until Kurtz finally surrendered, and fell to the ground.
Facing upwards, with eyes as wide as the full moon on the sky that night, Kurtz recalled his experience of watching John Carpenter's Halloween for the first time.
"The horror.... The horror...." he whispered.
"Death has come to your little town." Happy Halloween, everyone!
Hoop-Tober Film #29