Sheltered from the chaos, he awaits the return of his friend with regular updates from the frontline. Pran is eventually captured and finds himself as a POW in one of Pol Pot's infamous prison camps. The Cambodian confidante is tortured in the most heinous of scenes and what began as a hard-hitting comment on the banalities of war forges into a harrowing movie about the camaraderie between Schanberg and Pran. The experience of watching The Killing Fields is genuinely despairing and is heightened by the real-life tragedies of those who worked on the film - Ngor was murdered by an LA street gang in 1996. Joffe's interpretation of the events has been accused of lacking in warmth. It's a strange assertion to be charged with considering the authenticity of the production and the calibre of Waterston's acting as the blinkered american writer is masterful. Not to mention the support of Ngor and a great performance from John Malkovich as photographer Al Rockoff. There is no denying that subjective inaccuracies have been reported - especially between the relationship purveyed between Schanberg and Rockoff - but the portrayal of human fear and desperation to survive could not be more correct. The Killing Fields is a staple war movie and a fine director's finest work.