If De Palma had made this about Vietnam in 1968 film scholars would still be having heart attacks about it.
Of course, he couldn’t have made it like this, as “prosumer video” is a big part of it. I’d like to think that BDP is savvy enough to know that those horrible wipes undercut every well-intentioned scene. Not sure how to explain away some of the bad acting, though.
This mixed-media, mixed-message anti-American (let’s be honest) propaganda piece is a fascinating cri de coeur from an ever-growing irrelevant master of formalist film. I’m glad he made it, I’m glad I saw it, but I wouldn’t recommend to you as other than a curiosity piece.
