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Arin Keeble does not work for, consult, own shares in or receive funding from any company or organisation that would benefit from this article, and has disclosed no relevant affiliations beyond their academic appointment. In fact, while blockbusters such as Spiderman were hastily re-edited to remove images of the World Trade Centre, Lee made the attacks fundamental to 25th Hour, building in extended shots of Ground Zero and the Tribute in Light to pivotal moments in the film. The narrative follows his final day of freedom: his world has changed irrevocably and he is suspicious of everyone. These conceits have proven problematic as they tend to remove the attacks from their contexts, pre-histories and effects and have been used ideologically, to advance unilateral agendas — and a stubborn brand of American exceptionalism. This practice of attaching too much singular importance to the attacks is easy to identify in retrospect, but was harder in the earlier aftermath. So there was a practical problem of filming something already seen as cinematic, but also an unsettling and traumatic intersection between reality and fiction. A further challenge for filmmakers has been locating a political position, given the context of the highly divisive War on Terror. This scene takes on its full significance when Monty finally accepts blame. In other words, as Monty recognises his own culpability in his downfall, there is a bold particularly for suggestion that America too, can look to its own actions for answers.
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Monty Brogan : Yeah, fuck you, too. Fuck the panhandlers, grubbing for money, and smiling at me behind my back. Fuck the squeegee men dirtying up the clean windshield of my car - get a fucking job! Fuck the Sikhs and the Pakistanis bombing down the avenues in decrepit cabs, curry steaming out their pores stinking up my day. Terrorists in fucking training. Fuck the Chelsea boys with their waxed chests and pumped-up biceps. Going down on each other in my parks and on my piers, jingling their dicks on my Channel Fuck the Korean grocers with their pyramids of overpriced fruit and their tulips and roses wrapped in plastic.