The moral of this charming fable is loud and clear: Our bellicose international politic has lost all sense of humanity, responsibility, sense, justice. Man's ostensible progress has proved a disaster. Thus America, the democracy that leads the free world, is defined as "the land of Lincoln and JFK" - and by implication Robert K and MLK and all the other myriad martyrs to even domestic and playground gunshot.
Yet the film is also rich in subtleties. Its quiet narrative frame is Nature. Our young hero monk walks across a field of blowing grain in the first scene. In the last he walks away through an even richer field of flowers. There he leaves a dark lane in the field behind him. But that lane closes over as the flowers bend back. Nature survives man's passage. It even erases his mark.
In the subplot a little girl's lack of an eraser gets her a teacher's scolding and torn papers, as she tries to emend an error with her hanky. The election officer gifts her an eraser but it's returned because the girl sees the government has more need to correct their mistakes than she has. Out of the mouths of babes.... The child has also lost her playmates and friends because of her father's choice of politician in the looming initial election. The effect of the "modern democracy" is to fragment the formerly harmonious society, down even to the level of family. The wife is torn between her mother's politics and her husband's.
Of course the film's key "eraser" is the rifle, which the plot amplifies into AK-47s. The plot's focus on rifles and their escalation sets us up for a conventional Hollywood shoot-em-up. But here the Ugly American is just a Meh American, commissioned to find and buy a rare antique rifle.
When we expect the Lama wants his guns to shoot up the invading election system we expose our Hollywood mindset. No, this Lama comes to bury gunfire not to praise it. By the plot's ironic twist, the American falls into step. Bhutan earns the happy ending in its new post-monarchical beginning - preferring peace and harmony over mortal ambition.
Yet the film is also rich in subtleties. Its quiet narrative frame is Nature. Our young hero monk walks across a field of blowing grain in the first scene. In the last he walks away through an even richer field of flowers. There he leaves a dark lane in the field behind him. But that lane closes over as the flowers bend back. Nature survives man's passage. It even erases his mark.
In the subplot a little girl's lack of an eraser gets her a teacher's scolding and torn papers, as she tries to emend an error with her hanky. The election officer gifts her an eraser but it's returned because the girl sees the government has more need to correct their mistakes than she has. Out of the mouths of babes.... The child has also lost her playmates and friends because of her father's choice of politician in the looming initial election. The effect of the "modern democracy" is to fragment the formerly harmonious society, down even to the level of family. The wife is torn between her mother's politics and her husband's.
Of course the film's key "eraser" is the rifle, which the plot amplifies into AK-47s. The plot's focus on rifles and their escalation sets us up for a conventional Hollywood shoot-em-up. But here the Ugly American is just a Meh American, commissioned to find and buy a rare antique rifle.
When we expect the Lama wants his guns to shoot up the invading election system we expose our Hollywood mindset. No, this Lama comes to bury gunfire not to praise it. By the plot's ironic twist, the American falls into step. Bhutan earns the happy ending in its new post-monarchical beginning - preferring peace and harmony over mortal ambition.