That film is about an Army captain’s journey into madness during the Vietnam War. The generation before mine had Francis Ford Coppola’s movie Apocalypse Now - which was, of course, adapted from Joseph Conrad’s novel, Heart of Darkness. It seems like each generation has an apocalypse story. And then there’s this shot of these giant, fiery mushroom clouds billowing upwards in the sky… and the blast surges through windows and homes and buildings, incinerating every human in its path. People scramble for basements and underground cover. The film tells the story of a handful of people in small-town Kansas who endure a full-on nuclear war between the United States and the Soviet Union, and the scene of the missiles hitting is unforgettable. For many folks in my generation, it was our first glimpse at what a nuclear attack might look like, and it was absolutely terrifying. Like probably a lot of other kids who grew up during the 80s, I’m still slightly traumatized by the 1983 TV movie, The Day After. I’m Rebecca Carroll and this is Come Through: 15 essential conversations about race in a pivotal year for America.
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