I hated this movie not for its message but because of how stupid and ineptly shit it was. The cinematographer appears to think that a telephoto shot of a person, without any relationship to his environment, is somehow visually arresting. You don’t have any sense of geography within the scene. What else?
The worst piece of writing has two lads playing basketball telling the audience that Mad Mel is a war college graduate and academic baller. Because he has to be infallible.
And then the truly non-talented, un-talented Sam Elliot arrives with his usual grouchy schtick. The bloke is an utter pain to movies, and there is no point to him.
I hate films like this.
Because they’re stupid.
