This film, written by George Clooney, produced by George Clooney, starring George Clooney gives the movie-goer the illusion that this World War II mission was accomplished by a bunch of buddies on a European romp. Not disrespectful enough? Add Clooney writing himself eye-rolling soliloquies, soliloquies that trivializes the person he is portraying, rendering him disingenuous. Clooney seems to have forgotten that the men on this mission were real people, not characters from "Ocean's Eleven."
Such a shame that the memories of these men would be mangled by a monumental ego, an ego on a quest for his own monument. A monument named Oscar. Who better to sculpt it but himself?
Avoid "The Monuments Men."
Instead hope that this brave and wonderful story is later told in the proper manner, as a documentary. For this is a story that needs to be remembered accurately, not only for the men that preserved the monuments, but also for the memories of the monumental lives that were so callously and tragically stolen.
Such a shame that the memories of these men would be mangled by a monumental ego, an ego on a quest for his own monument. A monument named Oscar. Who better to sculpt it but himself?
Avoid "The Monuments Men."
Instead hope that this brave and wonderful story is later told in the proper manner, as a documentary. For this is a story that needs to be remembered accurately, not only for the men that preserved the monuments, but also for the memories of the monumental lives that were so callously and tragically stolen.
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