The Paradox of Celebration and Horror in a Film

I didn't know any of that shit. I knew Oppenheimer, they'd done something out there. So did you know about Las Alamos and all that wood? Sure. And I grew up knowing there was a lab there. Yeah. How do you kind of put that into a film is so subtle, I think, and beautifully handled in the immediate aftermath because this kind of, this paradox or juxtaposition of like celebration and horror at the same time. "It's again, it needs themes and the reality and the horror and the fucking genocide and all this stuff that happened"