.I can't help but look at DI's as this sort of saturday morning cartoon character now, with all the exaggerated gestures, knife hands, frog voice, and weird antics. Thus when most people rolled their eyes at the "WELL IF YOU FUCK UP LIKE THIS DOWNRANGE IT WILL." speech, if our TI said it, we believed him.Ĭool as fuck though, demented sense of humor. Had frag scars all along both forearms from an IED. By week two mine had already quit saying "Freak!" and "Piss!" instead of just yelling "WHAT THE FUCK".īut by then the stockholm syndrome kicked in, my TI was a rare find, Air Force guy with combat arms experience and a purple heart. Even though the wave of political correctness technically limits instructors in boot camp from swearing, they never gave a shit. I also noticed a bit of holding back from the DI's compared to what you and I went through. We had photographers taking pictures that we could buy at graduation and we were told on pain of death not to even notice them. It's about as close as you could get without making someone wear a little camera on their chest for the entire thing. They pretend he doesn't exist the entire time. The Camera Man doesn't say a single word in the entire series, no interviews, no nothing. You guys get to see these recruits at their most disciplined and devoid of personality that they can be, you get very few glimpses at the conversations and bullshitting that goes on behind closed doors right before lights out, or the very subtle and muted chats that go on at the chow hall when the DI's head is turned. When the DI's are gone, there's a good deal of talking that goes on as well. Some things to note, they didn't capture a lot of the personal moments that go on in boot. I'll have to point out to Tuefel that they seem to have better food there in San Diego than we did in San Antonio. Some memories never fade, and some things are the same in any branch.
Regardless of branch, it really brought me back to watch it again. It's essentially a fly-on-the-wall view of boot camp from start to finish in the Marine Corps. Dialogue is often unintelligible, but that’s due to subjects’ fatigued mumbling or barked rapid-fire orders as much as to any recording difficulties.Tuefel reminded me that this nice little flick existed. John Stutzman’s relaxed score provides a surprising counterpoint to the tense onscreen content. Auds can, and no doubt will, read into the pic whatever political agenda they came in with. Nonetheless, the wide-format images - by turns formally crisp and hand-held frenetic - as well as his tight editing vividly convey the confusion engendered by extreme discipline, and the intense emotions felt by the young recruits. While chapter intertitles obscurely hint at humor (while referencing the events we’re about to see), Brumley otherwise maintains a strictly neutral, nonjudgmental p.o.v. The first section of Kubrick’s “Full Metal Jacket” comes to mind, although shorn of all melodrama and nearly all human interest, this nonfiction portrait is an even purer distillation of famously brutal Marine training methods.
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Grueling physical challenges culminate in an epic “death march” with full gear in sweltering heat. chris-lee-3 20 August 2007 This is one of the best movies about Marine Corps Boot Camp ever made, and without a doubt, the most real. Such are the rigorous standards that it can take seven men to properly make one bed. Already hard to differentiate as individuals due to their uniforms and shaven heads, recruits in Platoon 1141 emerge as separate beings only in moments when one of them commits some blunder, prompting sustained humiliation and punishment from their drill sergeant. Sans narration or interviews, pic echoes the breakdown of individual will and buildup of team-mindedness that comes with indoctrination.
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