Elliott Gould proves once again that nobody can play a pasty, hairy, mook quite as well as he can. Donald Sutherland is wasted playing an utterly unlikable a55hole, which pretty much describes every other character in the film.
Plot-wise, there is none, playing more as slice-of-life vignettes, each jarringly different in tone, seemingly written by at least three different people- which results in a strikingly uneven film.
The few honestly funny parts are lost among the thinly-veiled anti-Vietnam references (VERY thinly veiled), and set pieces that expose Altman as a promising new talent that still hasn't found his voice yet: after an enjoyable trip with Trapper and Hawkeye to Tokyo and some legitimately funny banter, we're forced to suffer through an overlong sequence featuring Painless the Dentist facing an existential crisis because of a sudden inability to perform with the latest nurse to join him in his quarters, causing him to ceremoniously attempt suicide. Which seems an excessive overreaction to a couple of bad nights in the bedroom.
The entire film degenerates into an utterly pointless third act when it morphs into a football movie, and not a very good one.
Robert Duvall plays everyone's favorite punching bag, the hyper-religious Christian, and there's just enough "Regular Army" personnel floating around quoting regulations and trying to enforce discipline, rules and standards of behavior to emphasize how stupid and hung up all these old squares are, can you dig it?
Stream the first three seasons of the TV show instead- legitimately funny, still brings home the anti-war agenda in a digestible way, and you actually enjoy the characters as human beings instead of the cringy, mean-spirited jerks that infest this overhyped, unjustly revered monument to Hollywood pandering to countercultural mores.
Plot-wise, there is none, playing more as slice-of-life vignettes, each jarringly different in tone, seemingly written by at least three different people- which results in a strikingly uneven film.
The few honestly funny parts are lost among the thinly-veiled anti-Vietnam references (VERY thinly veiled), and set pieces that expose Altman as a promising new talent that still hasn't found his voice yet: after an enjoyable trip with Trapper and Hawkeye to Tokyo and some legitimately funny banter, we're forced to suffer through an overlong sequence featuring Painless the Dentist facing an existential crisis because of a sudden inability to perform with the latest nurse to join him in his quarters, causing him to ceremoniously attempt suicide. Which seems an excessive overreaction to a couple of bad nights in the bedroom.
The entire film degenerates into an utterly pointless third act when it morphs into a football movie, and not a very good one.
Robert Duvall plays everyone's favorite punching bag, the hyper-religious Christian, and there's just enough "Regular Army" personnel floating around quoting regulations and trying to enforce discipline, rules and standards of behavior to emphasize how stupid and hung up all these old squares are, can you dig it?
Stream the first three seasons of the TV show instead- legitimately funny, still brings home the anti-war agenda in a digestible way, and you actually enjoy the characters as human beings instead of the cringy, mean-spirited jerks that infest this overhyped, unjustly revered monument to Hollywood pandering to countercultural mores.
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