The Front Line

South Korea’s impressive entry for the 2011 foreign-language Oscar race offers a different kind of war picture in its foreshadowed setting of the blood-soaked front line between North and South Korea during the 1950-53 war. Crafted with profound understanding of the war’s complexity, director Jang Hun makes palpable the wide range of emotions of soldiers caught up in a Sisyphean struggle of repeatedly winning and losing occupation of the strategically important Aerok Hill. The stench of death permeates the area where a strange aura of insanity pervades.

The death of a South Korean commander of the “Alligator Company,” by a regiment pistol, points to the possibility he was murdered by one of his soldiers. Lieutenant of Defense Security Command Kang Eun-pyo (Shin Ha-kyun) is sent to investigate the situation to discover if a mole is operating within the ranks of the beleaguered unit. Kang is surprised to discover that his former college buddy Kim Su-hyeok (Ko Soo) whom he believed killed in action has taken over command of Alligator Company. Other surprises follow. Kang finds that soldiers from both sides of the conflict have been exchanging gifts and notes in a kind of rough-hewn mailbox hidden in the floor of a bunker in the hill. Precisely articulated flashbacks fill in the blanks of Kang’s investigation even as the ongoing war ebbs and flows with unrelenting pitched battles. “The Front Line” emphasizes the theme that war itself is the enemy of all peoples. Being a soldier means committing suicide in an abstract and prolonged way for which there is no reasonable rationale. The film fills in an essential missing chapter in a war that is frequently overlooked.

“The Front Line” emphasizes the theme that war itself is the enemy of all peoples. Being a soldier means committing suicide in an abstract and prolonged way for which there is no reasonable rationale. The film effectively fills in an essential missing chapter in a war that has wrongfully been eclipsed in history books by the war in Viet Nam.

Not Rated. 133 mins. (B+) (Four Stars - out of five/no halves)

War Horse

Steven Spielberg puts a sunny disposition on World War I in this shamelessly old-fashioned (read sentimental) rendering of Nick Stafford's stage play, which was based on Michael Morpurgo's 1982 children's novel. The horrors of the famously brutal war get mashed through a Disney filter toward a cinematic experience not unlike the feeling you get from a Howard Hawks western.

From a filmmaking perspective "War Horse" is stunning. Every shot is an exquisite composition to be revered. From a narrative perspective, things get dicey. Character development comes across as a flat line for a young man named Albert (Jeremy Irvine) and the charismatic horse his father (Peter Mullan) over-leverages the family farm to purchase in spite of the horse’s dubious capacity for pulling a plow. As the title predicts, Albert's newly procured horse “Joey” is conscripted for battle use by the British cavalry from the family’s rented pastoral farm home in Devon, England. A greedy landlord (wonderfully played by Daniel Thewlis) waits with baited breath to foreclose on the property. Joey gets shipped into battle in France before being captured by the Germans. Naturally, Albert enlists in the army in spite of his underage status in order to get back his much-loved equine possession. Sadly, Peter Mullan, and the family matriarch Rose (Emily Watson), get relegated to third-class supporting character status.

For all of its soft-peddled nostalgia “War Horse” methodically hits every mark of emotional degree with surgical precision. Still, the movie remains a lightweight rendition of war wherein a horse is the ostensible hero. Crocodile tears will almost certainly be shed by audiences who go along for the ride.

Rated PG-13. 146 mins. (B-) (Three Stars - out of five/no halves)

Ironclad

Character study, history lesson, and bloody war story, "Ironclad" adds up to the sum of its violent parts (though just barely). The film fills in blanks in the year 1215, when King John of England (played with scene-chewing amusement by Paul Giamatti) reneges on his signing of the Magna Carta. Refusing to relinquish his royal prerogatives, John dispatches a mercenary army to kill off the barons who agreed to sign the historic charter

Brian Cox's Baron Albany is not one to suffer a fool such as King John gladly. He gathers a group of 20 warriors to seize the strategically important Rochester Castle, from which they can hold off King John's troops while awaiting military aid from the French. The physically contained story shows how 20 men were able to keep an army of a thousand troops at bay for many weeks.

Director Jonathan English ("Minotaur") stages his brutal 13th century battles for all of their brain-splattering fury. Arms are severed and bodies are split open. Templar Knight Marshal (memorably played by James Purefor) wields his mighty Crusade-proven sword in battle when he isn't being romantically drawn out of his religious shell by Isabel (Kate Mara), the wandering-eye wife of castle-keeper Baron Cornhill (Derek Jacobi). The audience is left to ponder the lengths to which a few men went in order to protect something that America decided to throw away in recent years, democracy and individual rights.

Rated R. 98 mins. (B-) (Three Stars - out of five/no halves)

Went the Day Well? - Classic Film Pick

"Went the day well?
We died and never knew.
But, well or ill.
Freedom, we died for you.

John Maxwell Edmonds's elegant World War I epitaph sets the tone for the film that would allow Brazilian director Alberto Cavalcantis to graduate from making documentaries to features in 1942. Loosely adapted from Graham Greene's short story "The Lieutenant Died Last," the plot centers around a peaceful English village infiltrated by a platoon of Nazi paratroopers disguised as British soldiers. As an effective work of surreptitious World War II propaganda, "Went the Day Well?" is instructive on many levels.

Produced at Britain's Ealing Studios in 1942, this determinedly unsentimental war film was made with a strong sense of social realism in spite of its fictitious elements and stock British characters. None are immune to death. In the complacent village of Bramley End women gossip, a man poaches rabbits, and a wedding approaches. The story takes place over the period of a springtime weekend. Four male members of the town's Home Guard go on a training exercise in the countryside just as the Germans arrive incognito under the complicity of the town's "fifth columnist" mayor, Oliver Wilsford (Leslie Banks). As much a German patriot as an English traitor, Wilsford helps the position the German troops in strategic strongholds with handshakes and cups of tea. 

The town's women are the first to take notice of irregularities in the visiting troops' behavior that point to something fishy. A grandmother takes umbrage at the way a German soldier abuses a boy and quickly reprimands the soldier before complaining to his commanding officer. A piece of scrap paper used by Germans to keep score for a card game reveals sevens written in the "continental" style. A chocolate bar from Austria is another giveaway. Indeed, the townswomen support the film's theme of communal resistance as much, if not more, than the male characters. 

Originally titled "They Came in Khaki," "Went the Day Well?" was designed to remind British citizens of the ongoing need to be ever vigilant against foreign invasion. The idea that the very authorities employed to protect its citizens could be malicious occupiers brings up relevant questions about military-imposed oppression as it exists around the world. Retaliation is vital, the film seems to say. But how can you tell the enemy when they are dressed as patriots?

Closely Watched Trains - Classic Film Pick

Jiří Menzel's 1966 masterwork of the Czechoslovakian New Wave captures the country's unique cultural identity via a subversive wartime story based on a novel by Bohumil Hrabal. 

It's near the end of World War II and Germany is losing its grip on Europe. Evidence of the Third Reich's weakening powers are exhibited by shabby army supply cargo on "closely watched trains" passing through a small-town railway station. Young Miloš Hrma (Vaclav Neckar) follows in the footsteps of his family's notoriously indolent patriarchs by choosing to work at the station, where little effort is required. Though lazy, Miloš desperately wants to become a man. He wears his new train station uniform with pride. Meanwhile, the stationmaster is content to let the pigeons he raises poop all over him. 

Menzel's empathetic camera takes a documentary-like approach. Inside the station, Miloš befriends a womanizing train dispatcher, Hubička (Josef Somr). Hubička takes his low impact job as seriously as his effortless gift for seduction. His use of official rubber stamps on a young telegrapher's behind sets off a scandal sparked by the girl's outraged mother, who demands justice. Naive Miloš misses a golden opportunity for sensual conquest at the hands of an amorous young train conductor, Máša (Jitka Zelenohorská). His failure to perform sexually sends him on a tricky path to self discovery and even martyrdom. The film's often breezy tone belies a dark examination of the country's subjective sub-consciousness during the Nazi occupation.

Like his celebrated filmmaking peer Milos Forman, Jiří Menzel graduated from the State film school in Prague. His sense of comic incident in a naturalistic setting coincides with a sincere fascination for sensual expression. "Closely Watched Trains" won the 1967 Academy Award for Best Foreign Language Film. Although Menzel's presence as a key player in the Czech New Wave renaissance was diminished by the Soviet invasion of 1968, he continued to act in the theatre and make films in Prague. In 2006, he once again proved his keen sense of satire and sensuality with his divine, picaresque film "I Served the King of England," which was also based on a novel by his frequent collaborator, Bohumil Hrabal.

Battle: Los Angeles

This assemble-the-troops sci-fi war flick is all bark and no bite. Relative newbie director Jonathan Liebesman ("The Texas Chainsaw Massacre: The Beginning") isn't even sure of where to put the camera. An orchestrated global military attack by alien forces have left seven international cities decimated. But since this is a Hollywood movie, we're only concerned with Los Angeles. Screenwriter Chris Bertolini doesn't miss a single cliché trope. Career Marine Staff Sergeant Michael Nantz (Aaron Eckhart) is in the process of retiring from the military when a series of meteor attacks off the L.A. coast draw him back for one more tour of duty. Rumors about a past mission that left Seargent Nantz's soldiers dead, with him as the sole survivor, swirl among a group of gung-ho Marine corporals. The stereotyped soldiers are assigned to go into a bombed out area of Santa Monica and extract civilians before U.S. air forces makes their own scorched-earth attack just three hours later. The meteors contain alien soldiers with weapons surgically attached. They want our water. The film's funniest scene involves a grotesque search for the exact spot on an alien to kill it. "Just to the right of the heart" is the sweet spot, as if that information has any bearing when our oh-so-sincere gang of soldiers happily blast away at their despised targets. There's no context to the grand spectacle violence on display. Pass-around-the-ammo-and-blast-away is the only theme to this complete waste of CGI technology.

 Rated PG-13. 116 mins. (D) (One Star - out of five/no halves)

Black Death

 

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"Black Death" is a full-bodied version of everything Nicolas Cage's parallel-themed "Season of the Witch" hoped for but failed to be. During the 14th century's notorious bubonic plague--referred to as the Black Death--that decimated half of Europe's population, a band of mercenary knights journey to a distant village of reported necromancers. The village is said to remain untouched by the creeping illness. None of the other knights sent by the Church to investigate the questionable community has ever returned. The group's stalwart leader Ulric (Sean Bean) retains the geography skills of a young monk named Osmund (wonderfully played by Eddie Redmayne) to guide them. Osmund's furtive romantic liaisons with a girl whom he loves has left him questioning his path as a man of the cloth. Indeed, something evil lurks in the heart of the village's matriarch Langiva (ferociously played by the amazing Carice van Houten). Here is a medieval adventure movie bathed in blood and mud. Most satisfying is the film's refusal to patronize the audience with any hat-tip toward some underlying religious import. Director Chris Smith shows great promise with a powerfully crafted film full of memorable performances.

 Rated R. 102 mins. (B+) (Four Stars - out of five/no halves)

March 3, 2011 in War | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack

Winter In Wartime

 

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Nazi-occupied Holland circa 1944 is the setting for this compelling coming-of-age war story based on Jan Terlouw's novel. Thirteen-year-old Michiel (Martijn Lakemeier) is the son of his small village's politically neutral mayor Johan (Raymond Thiry). Excited by his uncle Ben's arrival to stay with him and his family, Michiel is emboldened to work for the resistance when circumstance allows. His father's brother Ben is a charismatic patriot and fighter who embodies everything Michiel yearns to stand for. Although Ben sternly advises Michiel to keep away from dangerous activity, Michiel furtively delivers a message to a downed RAF pilot named Jack who is hiding in an underground bunker with a badly wounded leg. Michiel goes so far as to induce his older sister's nursing skills to aid the British pilot he plans to help escape. "Winter In Wartime" is a gripping war film that captures the incredible dangers, betrayals, and personal dilemmas suffered by a family whose youngest son goes from boy to man during the last season of World War II.

Rated R. 115 mins. (B+) (Four Stars - out of five/no halves)

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The Eagle

 

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How the mighty have fallen. To see the director of the great docudrama "Touching the Void" produce such a drab piece of "epic adventure" as "The Eagle" is appalling. The setting is second century Britain. Roman imperialist commander Marcus Aquila (Channing Tatum) heroically defends his soldiers against the fierce tribes of Caledonia. Marcus is badly wounded during a siege on his troops' fort. He receives an honorable discharge. Next, during a gladiatorial competition between diminutive Caledonian slave Esca (Jamie Bell) a and an imposing Roman gladiator, Marcus uses his status to influence the slave's release.  Esca thus becomes Marcus's personal slave, indebted for life. Eager to put his stamp on the books of history, Marcus concocts a mission for himself and Esca to travel beyond Hadrian's Wall, which separates Rome's northernmost territory, to go in search of Rome's totemic "Eagle of the Ninth Legion." The gold standard was lost 20 years earlier by the 5,000-troop brigade which Marcus's father commanded. In light of modern culture's jaundiced view of such imperialist attacks as Rome's takeover of Britain, the filmmaker remains hamstrung to generate empathy for the main character, much less that of his oppressed slave—whose traitorous actions only fuel more disgust. "The Eagle" is a problematic piece of wartime propaganda that asks the viewer to idolize a manifestation of imperialist destruction as something honorable. Such false devotion reveals a lack of ethical consideration from all parties involved.

Rated PG-13. 114 mins. (C-) (Two Stars - out of five/no halves)

February 7, 2011 in War | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack

Breaker Morant - Classic Film Pick

Bruce Beresford's exceptional turn-of-the-century wartime drama is a thought-provoking examination of British-led military events that occurred during the Boer War (1899-1902) in South Africa.

The story follows the fate of three court-martialed Australian soldiers fighting for the British Empire against a Dutch community of South Africans known as Boers. British forces occupy most of the Boer territory. In order to defeat the Boers' efficient guerrilla tactics, the British form an elite brigade known as the Bushveldt Carbineers. The troop is made up largely of Australian soldiers like lieutenants Harry "Breaker" Morant (Edward Woodward), Peter Handcock (Bryan Brown), and George Witton (Lewis Fitz-Garfield), the three men standing trial.

Nicknamed "Breaker" for his horse-breaking skills, lieutenant Morant is an experienced soldier and a keen poet. The murder and mutilation of his troop's beloved Captain Hunt by Boer fighters sends Morant into a fitful rage. Under orders from Britain's Lord Kitchener, that Boer soldiers be killed by firing squad rather than taken prisoner, Morant orders the firing-squad killing of a Boer guerrilla caught wearing the khaki uniform of his deceased captain. The order makes up the court's primary accusation, along with an allegation concerning the murder of a German priest. Beresford's elegant use of long-shot compositions provide scale for the untamed landscape of the region. The quaint stone fort prison and courthouse serves as an arid stage for the mangled legal proceedings that give way to haunting flashback sequences. Major J.F. Thomas (Jack Thompson) is the inexperienced attorney assigned on short notice to defend the three men accused whose position as scapegoats for the British Army becomes increasingly clear. British military chiefs use the trial as a public relations ploy toward ending their military occupation. Pressure from German forces threatening to aid the Boer community is a concern. "This is what comes of empire-building." "Breaker Morant" is an anti-war film that takes no prisoners.

January 2, 2011 in War | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack

Army of Crime

Robert Guediguian makes a fascinating Altmanesque character study of a mixed group of foreign resistance fighters (called the "FTP-MOI") working in Paris to undermine the Nazi-led removal of Jews during World War II. Coming from such disparate backgrounds as Polish, Spanish, Hungarian, and Italian descent, the real-life "army" of communist political refugees are led by Missak Manouchian (well played by Simon Abkarian), an Armenian poet married to his French wife Melinee (Virginie Ledoyen). Guediguian deemphasizes the story's would-be dramatic elements of spectacle to energize the film more with an authentic logic of wartime action and reaction. Personalities of the group are revealed in onion layers as they carry out terrorist missions that develop from isolated acts to more organized efforts. The story points up the crushing effects of French collaborators who contributed to the actual group's demise following the arrest of their leader. "The Army of Crime" puts a human face on a specific group of outsiders who fought with fierce personal conviction against France's occupying oppressors.

Not Rated. 139 mins. (B) (Three Stars - out of five/no halves)

September 4, 2010 in War | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack

Max Manus

Add to the impressive cannon of recent World War II resistance films, that include "Black Book," "Flame and Citron" and "Army of Crime," this engaging true story about a group of Norwegian freedom fighters--called the "Oslo Group"-- led by the fiercely idealistic young man of the film's title. In a thoroughly convincing performance that beckons to Thure Lindhardt's weighty portrayal as Flammen in "Flame and Cirton," Aksel Hennie emits a balance of youthful ambition and bravery against the Nazis occupying his country. Co-directors Espen Sandberg and Joachim Roenning painstakingly capture the five-year period in Norway during which special agent Max Manus and his small brigade of guerilla soldiers launch successful terrorist attacks against the Nazis. Production values remain incredibly high throughout the film as intermittent flashbacks reveal Max's front line experience fighting Russians in the snowy terrain of Finland. The combination of Thomas Mordseth-Tiller's pitch-perfect screenplay and full-blooded performances from a great cast of supporting players (that includes Agnes Kittelsen and Nicolai Cleve Broch) make "Max Manus" a must-see. A unifying theme of films like "Max Manus" is a condemnation of all military occupations, and consequently a defense of resistance fighters in all such countries.

Rated R. 118 mins. (A) (Five Stars - out of five/no halves)

September 3, 2010 in War | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack

The Dry Land

Perhaps the most surprising thing about Ryan Piers Williams's gloomy post Afghan/Iraq war drama is that there aren't more such coming-home movies being made by upstart filmmakers. Traumatized Iraq war soldier James (Ryan O'Nan) returns to his rural Texas trailer home where his wife Sarah (America Ferrera) welcomes him with loving arms.

The filmmaker goes too on-the-nose in putting James to work with his best friend Michael (Jason Ritter) at a slaughterhouse where cow's blood runs black as oil. There's also some good ole fashioned first-act-pistol-disclosure that promises a reappearance in the third act. James suffers from PTSD with severe memory loss and night terrors that cause him to physically abuse Sarah. His troubles are compounded by his cancer-suffering mother (Melissa Leo), and a nagging desire to debrief with his platoon pals who were with him in Basra when their vehicle was hit by an RPG. An obligatory road trip with fellow returned soldier Raymond (Wilner Valderrama), to visit their wounded buddy at Walter Reed Hospital, delivers the films knotted truth with an appropriately devastating punch. The problem with "The Dry Land," is that it can't manage to spit out the snarling fury welled up inside America about two corporately manufactured wars that have nothing to do with repairing the America's mental and economic depression.

It will take filmmakers like Ryan Piers Williams a few films before they can embrace the necessary cynicism and cold blooded mood that weighs on America, to make something like a modern-day "Medium Cool" (1969). Every week should bring at least one or two such war films to your local cinema. It's a thankless task to make this kind of movie, but Piers Williams has played it too safe. Nevertheless, "The Dry Land" is a cinematic signpost that points in the right direction.

Rated R. 92 mins. (B-) (Three Stars - out of five/no halves)

August 2, 2010 in War | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack

Full Metal Jacket - Classic Film Pick

Stanley Kubrick's complex adaptation of Gustav Hasford's novel "The Short-Timers" is more than an anti-war movie. It is a scathing indictment of a publicly funded military organization that systematically brainwashes American men with religious iconography into machines that "kill everything they see." The film is split into two halves--a before and after format that employs a subliminal mirroring element to underpin the action. The first story follows a group of Marine Corp recruits during their boot training at Parris Island, South Carolina where "Marines are made." Subjected to a constant barrage of ritualized verbal and physical abuse by their cruel drill instructor, Gunnery Sergeant Hartman (R. Lee Ermey), the spectacle-wearing Pvt. Joker (Matthew Modine) provides the film's cloaked propaganda narration from a hypocritical viewpoint that challenges the viewer's sense of empathy with the ersatz protagonist. Next to Modine's metaphorical and tangible "Joker" is Pvt. "Cowboy" (Arliss Howard), and Leonard Lawrence--a.k.a. "Gomer Pyle" (Vincent D'Onofrio). Lawrence is an overweight and childlike recruit who Sergeant Hartman abuses with an escalating ferocity that turns Lawrence into the unit's bête noir. After getting beaten in his sleep by his fellow grunts, Lawrence is "reborn" into the kind of Marine that Sergeant Hartman references when instructively praising the skill of University of Texas sniper Charles Whitman and alleged John F. Kennedy assassin Lee Harvey Oswald, both former Marines.

The film's second half shifts to Vietnam, where D'Onofrio's troubled character is transmogrified into a polar opposite, but facially similar, Adam Baldwin as the able-bodied Sergeant "Animal Mother." Kubrick works precisely with subconscious image systems and symbols to comment on everything from American imperialism to the hidden influence of oil companies to Mickey Mouse, as the "Lusthog Squad" carries out the senseless murders of women and children before fighting a losing battle against a lone sniper. Vietnam war correspondent Michael Herr (author of "Dispatches") co-wrote the script with Kubrick; Herr's personal experiences are evident in the myriad details of the brutal realities portrayed. Where a film like "Apocalypse Now" played fast and loose with conjuring a drug-infected vision of American soldiers in Vietnam, "Full Metal Jacket" (the title refers to a variety of bullet) uses a full range of cinematic language to comment on an institution that "eats its own guts" as it destroys foreign cultures. Exquisite.

June 14, 2010 in War | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack

Centurion

While it's clear that writer/director Neil Marshall is still working out some kinks as an action/suspense storyteller, the promising filmmaker responsible for such cult classics as "Dog Soldiers" and "The Descent" has condensed a historic period war epic into a gritty and involving film. Set in 1st century AD northern Britain, when the Roman Empire commands an area that reaches from Spain to the Black Sea, the story begins with a brutal ambush on occupying Roman troops by a native tribe of "Pict" warriors--complete with great balls of fire. With their number reduced to a handful of soldiers, and their general captured, Roman warrior Quintus (masterfully played by Michael Fassbender) leads his men further north behind enemy lines in an attempt to free their General and outsmart the Picts that pursue them. Etain (Olga Kurylenko) is a mute Pict tracker and deadly warrior on a mission to avenge her parents' murder at the hands of Roman soldiers who also cut out her tongue. The movie boils down to an extended chase sequence that has the intrinsic effect of exposing the strengths and weaknesses of its well drawn characters. Gory, and tempered with just enough ancient political influence to give it substance, "Centurion" is a more gratifying experience than Ridley Scott's recent Britain-based adventure "Robin Hood."

Rated R. 109 mins. (B-) (Three Stars - out of five/no halves)

June 3, 2010 in War | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack

The Warlords

Magnificent Chinese locations are the only reason to see this unbalanced war epic about a series of 19th-century civil wars fought by three blood brothers. Jet Li plays General Pang Qingyun, a peasant-turned-soldier who is the sole survivor of a tremendous battle. Pang falls in love with Lian (Jinglei Xu), the woman who nurses him back to health, unaware that she is wife to a man to whom he will swear an eternal bond. Pang takes up with bandits led by Zhao Er-Hu (Andy Lau) and Wu Jincheng (Takeshi Kaneshiro), with whom he swears a blood oath that requires murdering three innocents to prove their mutual commitment. The violent pact is a pale foreshadowing of the brutality the men will conduct along their band of mercenary soldiers in lopsided battles that make up most of the film's bleak action. A bloated musical score further undermines the relentless carnage with an inappropriate soundtrack that hits your ears like sandpaper on glass. Attempts to incorporate Li's martial arts skills into the historic narrative seem forced, and never resonate with any degree of thematic satisfaction. Set at the time of the Taiping Rebellion, "The Warlords" is about mercenaries so addicted to war they don't even do it for money. When pure bloodlust is its own reward, there isn't much incentive for the audience to offer any empathy whatsoever. Kurosawa turns in his grave.

Rated R. 113 mins. (C-) (Two Stars - out of five/no halves)

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March 31, 2010 in War | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack

Green Zone

Director Paul Greengrass attempts to overcompensate for his unthinkably flat 2006 propaganda piece United 93 with a shaky-cam Iraq war picture. Carrying the moldy message that nonexistent "weapons of mass destruction" were a manufactured excuse for the war, Greengrass misses no opportunity to rattle his camera so that the story never has a chance to breathe. Without scratching the surface of the Bush administration's intended purpose of permanently robbing Iraq its oil resources, the Baghdad-set action (circa 2003) hits the ground running as one very long and overplayed chase sequence. Chief Warrant Officer Roy Miller (Matt Damon) is fed up with leading his team of Army inspectors on fruitless missions to uncover WMD due to faulty intel. Greg Kinnear plays Pentagon baddie intelligence operative Clark Poundstone, whose shite-eating-grin matches George Bush Junior's smug expression when he announces "mission accomplished" on a Republican Palace (a.k.a. Green Zone) cafeteria television. Back-slapping soldiers approve of Bush's brief victory lap from the safety of their cushy protected Iraq home. If they only knew then what we know now. Oh wait, they did know then.

(Universal Pictures) Rated R for violence and language. 115 mins. (C-) (Two Stars)

March 13, 2010 in War | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack

Inglourious Basterds

Quentin Tarantino has matured as an auteur even if he's as prone as ever to creating funny-ha-ha sequences of joyous cinematic revelry just for the sport of it. Tarantino deploys virtuosic use of character, dialogue, suspense, and surprise in each of this film's five chapters. A tense opening sequence titled "Once upon a time in Nazi-occupied France" sets the filmmaker's darkly comic yet heavily dramatic tone with Nazi Colonel Hans Landa's (diabolically played by the incomparable Christoph Waltz who won Best Actor at Cannes for his performance)—and his small group of soldiers— visit to a remote farmhouse inhabited by dairy farmer Perrier LaPadite (Denis Menochet) and his three daughters. The objective, naturally, is to search for Jews whom LaPadite may be hiding. A polite battle of wits and willpower between the two adversaries plays out with a savory drama that is astounding for its layers of subtext, precise execution, and originality. The following chapter introduces Tennessee-born Lt. Aldo Raine (played with gusto by Brad Pitt), who indoctrinates his elite squad of Nazi scalpers (Aldo is part Apache Indian) with a speech spun of richly-humored narrative gold. The remaining chapters--each reflecting a different film genre-- build on one another toward a new kind of World War II fantasy climax that is cathartic as it is bittersweet for its inevitable collateral damage.

Rated R. 152 mins. (A+) (Five Stars)

December 9, 2009 in Fantasy, War | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack

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