I love war movies, I downright love them, so I went to see this recently with high expectations. Those expectations were soon dashed against a rock. This movie ... it tried to tell three stories, but told all three stories poorly. Everyone in it was two-dimensional, and it was impossible to feel a connection with any character, not even the one played by the ordinarily brilliant Thespian Kenneth Branagh. It was like the entire cast, including Branagh, were an assembly of extras. There was precious little dialog, and this movie was an utter stink bomb. This could have been a brilliant movie. Indeed, it should have been a brilliant movie. All the elements were there for a brilliant movie, but it was about like going to a ball game and someone runs the bases backward, an epic fail.
