An unusually smelly crock of Hollywood crap

Rating: 1/10 (6 September 2009)

I wondered from the first why anyone would get a military/combat medal for talking on the phone. Then I read an article in the Arizona Republic newspaper in Phoenix of interviews done with former "code talkers" on the Indian reservation. Here is pretty much what they said. The movie was amusing. It could have happened that way, but it didn't. We were trained to not only converse in Navajo but to memorize code words for things like tanks, artillery, etc. The brass would not let a code talker get within the longest range of a Japanese rifle. We talked inside bunkers from about a mile from any combat. We were too valuable to risk. Once trained we were all they had. Not replaceable. So, there you have it. The same Hollywood trumped-up, childish crap you see in every movie ever made about Jesse James, Billy the Kid, Wyatt Earp, Eliot Ness and now the code talkers. They didn't shoot any Japs. No hand to hand combat. No wounds. Just talk on the phone. Why doesn't my wife have a Medal of Honor and a grave site at Arlington? Hollywood is re-writing history, fellow Americans. With it's tongue in it's cheek and a thumb up it's bung hole. And your children and a few really slow adults are eating it up.