One of the more persuasive arguments in cinematic history against an actor ever affecting a foreign accent.

Way better than it had any business being.

Whitney's a natural, a star and deserved to be in more movies. RIP.

Stacks the deck uncomfortably in favor of an underlying sense of American decency and good intentions being corrupted, rather than these intentions being calculated from the get go. Frames US as an unwilling (The Tonkin "retaliation") aggressor and gives too little focus to the overwhelming human cost of North Vietnam. So as powerful as some of its retellings are, and as bluntly anti-war as that might convince you it is, it's far too preoccupied with restoring American dignity for me to ever really give a shit.

More like cruel, stupid, casually homophobic, constantly overacted, horribly written, awfully soundtracked, self-consciously sleazy and pathetically sentimental intentions.