This movie is like so many war movies, it is so full of heavy handed anti-war messages that it just plods along. It tries to be artsy but ends up just being paced slower than a glacier. This is, in part, because footage is repeated in several scene. The characters have many flashbacks that are presented in a very jarring manner. And, never did any director love closeups of muddy boots more than this one. A favorite quote, coming from a marine infantry officer, said to an over-zealous sergeant (who just broke both arms of a Japanese prisoner that killed several of his men in hand-to-hand combat,) "I don't want these boys to be professional killers!" The whole thing smelled so heavily of the sixties that I got a proximity high just being in the room with it.
Review of Beach Red
