What the film shows us goes against the grain of what it asks us to accept.

Miss Fonda continues her gallery of sensitive portrayals, Dern is absolutely chilling when he confronts the lovers, Voigt is superb. Despite their efforts and the knowing direction of Hal Ashby, the overall effect is as depressing as the war itself.

The film has less to do with politics, women's or otherwise, than with a very conventional notion of the redemptive power of mother love. Which would be all right if director Hal Ashby had managed to mount it effectively.

Terrific performances and mature, sensitive storytelling keep this emotionally charged throughout.