This was a good movie with plenty of boring and silly scenes. It was also better than the decent Robert Daley novel. Mickey Rourke's Captain Stan White was far more admirable as the talented nonconformist than Daley's Arthur Powers, a cliched bureaucrat. Additionally, this was one of the few films to be bloodier than the book it was based on. Ariane's Razzie Award for worst actress was undeserved; while no Judith Andersen, she played her part intelligently and was pleasing to the eye. Viewers who thought that Rourke's onscreen wife, Caroline Kava, looked like his mother were certainly not wrong, but even casting directors make mistakes. And the silly Deer Hunter-like music during their love quarrel, and repeated references to the Vietnam war, certainly illustrate that some filmmakers simply have trouble letting go. Cimino's legendary extravagence (which bankrupted United Artists via Heaven's Gate) does have its place in several breathtaking scenes, mainly John Lone's trip to the highland jungles of Thailand to visit Ban Sung (an amusing, younger caricature of real-life Yunnanese druglord Khun Sa). Needless to say, I thought this film was pretty good overall, especially in comparison to the crap that hollywood peddles left and right these days, so try it.