The Right calls American Sniper patriotic, while the Left calls it jingoistic, but both seem to think it pretty much sums up Eastwood’s philosophy. But American Sniper is not as simplistic as the response to it has been. Both those grunting hooah! and those shouting hooey! are missing the subtle ways the film expresses ambivalence toward Chris Kyle — not as a historical figure, but as symbol of a modern American warrior. How do I know? Because in American Sniper’s visual language, the Bible tells me so.