The monkey didn’t die.
Of all the images—the napalm bombing, the clubbing of the seals—the scene that’s always stuck with me is the one with the monkey’s brains. The one where there are three people sitting around a table and, apparently, breaking open a captive monkey’s head to dine on the insides.
“Cauliflower for the brains,” Schwartz says. “Theater blood for the blood.”
“Cut Back To A Wide Shot. Open The Skull”: The Faces Of Death Guy Looks Back [Deadspin]