After Vietnam, war wasn't cool anymore, so G.I. Joe became an astronaut. That sucked!
Flag-fest films like John Wayne's "The Green Berets" were dismissed as patriotic clap-trap (I, for one, loved it) and for a while nobody even MADE war films.
Francis Ford Coppola's "Apocalypse Now" was born from this void. Completely unconventional in every respect, this lurid masterpiece exposes the nightmare of war in a manner that re-invented the whole genre of the war movie: take acid and die.
Erich Maria Remarque was a German infantry soldier who served in the trenches of World War One.
In 1928 he published his memoirs, "Im Westen Nichts Neues." The book was an unflinching look into the lives of the common soldier, and a striking condemnation of war and its effects.
It struck a chord in a world still stunned by the carnage of Verdun, and sold over two million copies in its first year. Hitler was less than impressed, however, and the book was banned in Nazi Germany.
But that didn't stop director Lewis Millstone from making one of the best novel-to-movie adaptations ever.
The film is at once both deeply lyrical and savagely brutal, contrasting the banality of army life with the sudden punctuation of mindless violence so effectively that the film won the Academy Award for Best Picture.
Back then, that actually meant something.
Maverick director Sam Peckinpah, who ushered in a whole new era of movie-making with 1969's "The Wild Bunch," is at his slow-motion, blood-spattering best in this deep study of a group of German soldiers struggling to survive on the Russian Front during the closing phases of World War Two.
Yugoslavian National Guard T-34 tanks and a painstakingly attention to detail contribute to the absolutely authentic look and feel of this film, and amazing performances from a stellar cast (including James Coburn, David Warner, and especially Maximilian Schell) make this long over-looked film absolutely top-rate.
(Also known as "The Bridge")
A little known German film made in 1959 in the lingering rubble of the Reich.
Based on a true story, in the closing days of the war a small group of boys are sent to defend an out-of-the-way bridge to keep them out of the fighting -- but of course this is where the Americans end up attacking.
One-by-one the kids get wasted in a variety of nasty ways, and the old guy that tries to save the kids has his face melted off by a Panzerschreck (a.k.a. a sick German rocket-launcher inspired by the American Bazooka).
By the end of the film, the sole survivor is fighting his own side to stop the demolition of the bridge. A painful movie about the absurdity of war and the pointless sacrifices it demands.
How can you go wrong with Clint Eastwood and Telly Savalas on the trail of Nazi gold in the closing days of World War Two? Throw in some great mock-up Tiger tanks, Donald Sutherland as the proto-hippie tank commander "Oddball", and a sweaty Don Rickles lugging a 30 cal. all over the French countryside, and you have the most hilarious war movie ever made.
But for all the yucks, director Brian Hutton (who also worked with Eastwood in "Where Eagles Dare") doesn't let up on the violence -- which is both graphic and plentiful.
The film also features German actor Karl-Otto Alberty as the SS tank commander. His lantern jaw, baby-white blond hair, and potato-pancake face make him the perfect Nazi.
In fact, Alberty plays one in just about every WW2 movie made around this time.
In 1938, visionary Russian director Sergei Eisenstein ("The Battleship Potemkin") returned to the screen with this epic film about the 13th century invasion of Novgorod by the Teutonic Knights of the Holy Roman Empire.
The film is a symbol of Russian defiance in the face of the oncoming war with Germany, and a stark condemnation of the Catholic church.
At one point, bishops clad in swastika-decorated robes hand-off Russian babies to the beast-like knights, who cast the unfortunate infants into a great fire.
The film climaxes with a 30-minute long sequence depicting the battle of Lake Piepus, which was fought on the lake's frozen surface.
Scores of stuntmen were killed or injured filming the scene, as the producers discovered the hard way that the wooden weapons they had given to their cast worked almost as well as the metal ones they were emanating.
Director Ralph Bakshi's animated film tells the story of a f*ture world, existing long after mankind's nuclear self-destruction, where elves and fairies live in peace... I know, BARF.
BUT, things get interesting when the hordes of Blackwulf, the evil mutant sorcerer from the land of Scorch, vomit forth upon the world.
It seems that Blackwulf has finally found the perfect motivational tool needed to inspire his troops -- a stack of Nazi propaganda films starring everybody's favorite frustrated artist.
I first saw this movie at the age of 14 and went to go see it at least 20 times.
Soon after this Bakshi landed "The Lord of the Rings", mostly due to his brilliant work on "Wizards", and proceeded to f**k it up so bad that they never even finished it.
Oliver Stone's masterpiece about war and betrayal followed in the wake of "Apocalypse Now", and he cleverly side-stepped any potential comparison or criticism by making a completely different type of film--one where he lets the events and characters speak for themselves.
In doing so Stone created completely believable characters... just to have them mangled in some of the most riveting and realistic combat scenes ever filmed.
This is such a deeply effecting film that after such a great performance from Charlie Sheen it's hard to believe he turned out to be such a douche bag.
I hesitate to put this in the top ten because I love this film for all the wrong reasons--the exploding heads, ripped out guts, and Vin Diesel's painful death scene.
I love it for its historical accuracy and copious gore, but don't try to sell me on its artistic merit.
This movie is basically an excuse for Spielberg and company to play with the best toys in the biggest sandbox ever, then tack on a bunch of phony-bologna sentimental crap that made me yearn to see Matt Damon get his head run over by a Tiger tank.
And what the f**k was Ted Danson doing in this movie?
Here's a piece of advice--when trying to make serious films for thoughtful people, try to avoid casting washed-up sitcom stars as steely-nerved combat veterans.
I half expected Gary Coleman to make an appearance as Tom Hanks's caddy.
This is another one of those slightly-off-the-radar classics: a British film about the bungled UN peacekeeping mission in the Balkans.
The action centers around a group of young men and their mission in Yugoslavia...but what's their mission?
Confounded at every turn by confusing and contradictory rules of engagement, the group and their armored vehicle become a rolling target for the local snipers until finally their driver has his head blown off.
Completely powerless, things go from bad to worse as the local population is beaten, raped and nailed to walls, and all as the UN looks on in helpless horror.
A great war movie that doesn't have a single battle scene, and one of the most depressing films ever made.
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