During this movie, I lost count of how many ways this is simply a terrible film

Rating: Null/10 (12 January 1999)

Hmmm...let's see here...a war movie with philosophical, lyrical and subconscious interpretations of good versus evil and man's view of immortality when faced with death and there's absolutely no mention of God. That in itself sums up how pathetically shallow this movie really is. In a nut shell, I thought I was watching an extremely expensive Calvin Klein commercial and I was waiting for some kid to pop in and whisper "CK One." Did you know Malick shot a million feet of film? Again, just another fact bearing witness to what a bad filmmaker this guy truly is. Let's face it, the movie is about a bad script...nothing more and nothing less. How bad? If they didn't tell you they were trying to take Guadal Canal, you'd never know it was a WWII movie. Do you want an example of why you shouldn't use stars for cameos roles? Then see this movie. While lingering in thoughts of walking out of this bad film, the viewer is hit with an almost cartoon-ish scene of George Clooney talking to his troops about how he is their "daddy." Does laughter in the audience during a serious scene like this give you any indication of how bad it really is? All I know is that when I'm on my death bed, I will wish I had this three exhausting hours back in a very bad way. Do NOT go see this garbage.