The greatest film about the psychological & spiritual consequences of the Vietnam war, a film wholly concerned w/ how the soul sustains itself. Geographical location is used in a manner without real parallel in cinema; the spirit, the mind, the landscape slowly melding into each other, culminating in a confrontation about nothing less than what it means to live a meaningful existence. Nolte's performance is perfect.
Kiss Me Deadly got there first, but this was the 2nd great film to capture U.S postwar (and also post-Nam) desperation. U.S. society has never not been saturated with desperation, but this is a turning point marked by harder drugs, and the collusion of a new Mr. Big, the Washington gangster. John Fogerty tries to wail us back to a lost idealism, but this is strictly Last Tango country.