This surprised me. It turned out to be one of the finest anti-war films I've seen. The occasional instances of melodrama actually enhanced the clarity of the message. The cinematography is astonishing, some of the shots are as good as anything else in Angelopoulos' oeuvre. A very good 8/10.
There is no exaggeration when it comes to what you've heard about the imagery. WOW. Everything about it seems to strive to be Angelopoulos' masterpiece, and it certainly has everything in place but one key element: emotional investment in the characters. Alexandra Aidini is the only one to contribute to a huge, devastating wallop by the end, but if everyone else did I can only imagine how great this would've been.
The film rarely allows us to become interested in these characters, hardly the viewer is aware of what they are feeling or doing, and there is almost no point in the film where one can decipher whether the acting is good or not. Some of the imagery is beautiful, but pointless. The story has no purpose in being told. One need to be blind sided to say Theo is without flaws. In this film they are clearly highlighted.