There's no time like the present--and when ever is there, really?--to revisit Boorman's urgent reminder of the poignant delights of war, so salutary in their disruptions (rip up home, school and family and start again), their freedoms (not least those involving knickers), and their contributions to the production of googly-grade cricketers. In its perversity, H&G, not remotely unsentimental, homes in on why we fight.
Films like this, that look at the horrors of war, from the POV of a child are truly the most riveting of them all. What makes this film stand out from the others is that at the Golden Globes in 1987, this beat more popular films like Moonstruck, Broadcast News, Baby Boom, and Dirty Dancing to win Best Comedy/Musical, and you want to know something? They got it right that year. It was the best.