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Grant De Palma this much: At least he did not wait until 14 years after hostilities concluded to pull his catch-all war metaphor from the dark cupboard of his psyche.

Though the events are gruelingly (and graphically) recreated there's a typical lack of emotional connection which might be forgivable in a thriller but utterly hobbles this supposed cri de coeur. An almost total failure then, but a noble one.

War was ever a Kubrick-ian hell-ride, futile, fundamentally unheroic and de-humanising, but now it's mocked by a mad multimedia accompaniment innocent of all real ethical, moral and humanitarian value.

The worst picture in De Palma’s entire career.