This film offers a devastating portrait of ideological isolation, a case study in the destructive power of unexamined and unilaterally enforced principles.
The father's core hypocrisy lies in his powerful, deliberate silence. While the son found sanity within sovereignty, the father enforces a personal tyranny within the home. His rigid structure demands obedience and self-sufficiency, yet he systematically refuses debate. He meets the son's attempts to articulate his political vision not with reasoned argument, but with swift, definitive violence. His actions betray his own purported ideal: his "authority" is based purely on brute force used to crush the son's intellectual and political exploration. He is the active agent of the very violence his rhetoric claims to transcend, savagely murdering intellectual engagement.
The climax, the father's unearned monologue after the tragedy, provides the ultimate irony. Having silenced his son throughout the runtime, he uses his final podium to rage against an abstract systemic enemy, "THEY," demanding that the son communicate better or "THEY" will win. The irony is total.
This moment exposes the hollowness of his philosophy. By blaming "THEM", he is failing his most basic duty to his kin.
The author? A dead world view .. and what else can atheists produce but death.
