Three buddies wake up from a bachelor party in Las Vegas, with no memory of the previous night and the bachelor missing. They make their way around the city in order to find their friend before his wedding.
Navy S.E.A.L. sniper Chris Kyle's pinpoint accuracy saves countless lives on the battlefield and turns him into a legend. Back home to his wife and kids after four tours of duty, however, Chris finds that it is the war he can't leave behind.
In 2005, David Packouz lives in Miami, Florida, working as a massage therapist and living with his girlfriend Iz. Desiring an additional source of income, David spends his life savings on high-quality Egyptian cotton sheets, planning to sell them to Miami retirement homes, but this venture fails to produce results. At a funeral for a friend, David runs into his high school best friend Efraim Diveroli, who had moved to Los Angeles some years prior to work with his uncle selling guns. Efraim has left his uncle and formed his own company, AEY, which fills orders for arms placed by the US government due to the ongoing war in Iraq. David's life takes another turn when his girlfriend informs him that she is pregnant. Efraim offers him a job at AEY, and even though David and Iz both vehemently oppose the war, David eventually agrees, telling his girlfriend that he has begun selling his cotton sheets to the US government through Efraim's contacts..
This movie exaggerated the extent to which the two young men were physically in perilous situations abroad. Though Packouz and Diveroli dealt in danger, they mostly did it behind a computer screen. See more »
During the flight to Albania, when Bashkim's wife begs David Packouz for information about her husband, she speaks Romanian, not Albanian. See more »
Now to the question that has no clear answer. How did two twenty-something young men land a three-hundred-million-dollar Pentagon contract?
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One could sum up this movie in a single word, "formulaic."
If you've ever watched any of the movies about West Coast drug-dealing of the 80s (Blow), or any movie with Benicio Del Toro in it (Snatch, Traffic), you will quickly recognize one or more of the stylistic techniques stamped all over this movie:
Off-camera narration by one of the protagonists talking about how smart or stupid they were at this point in the adventure.
Wackiness in the face of danger.
Celebration of the stoner mentality.
Overhead shots using helicopters or drones.
Overuse of circular camera dolly around two subjects quibbling to suggest "tension."
Choice of music. The setting for the movie is the early 2000s, and these guys are in their 20s, yet the music is a collection golden oldies from 60s. Is that the music the producers like? Is it aimed at the suspected target audience?
The lead character says "Bro" more times than any character in any movie in history. Guess that's a refreshing change from "dude." LOL.
Aside from all that, I still liked the movie, just thought is was hackneyed and formulaic.
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