Standard wartime episodes occasionally spiked by Verhoeven's midriff view of the world (almost vignettes of Ken Russellisms amid the conventionality here). Never less than competent but rarely more than Sunday evening in front of the television; too long for certain.
Paul Verhoeven's offbeat World War II epic avoids being a stodgy historical exercise with a bold streak of raucous, youthful energy. The broad scope and weighty running time can be cumbersome at times, but its a strong and stylish film, full of memorable moments and a fresh take on the historical epic. Great score by Rogier van Otterloo.
A strangely off-kilter film, pitched halfway between aspirations of a serious WWII epic and an adolescent desire to fit in as many squibs and boobs as possible. Still, you can't deny Verhoeven's skill as a filmmaker: the way he uses the camera to tell a story is dynamic, fluid, and controlled in ways that Kurosawa should be proud of.