When there's one sole Irish pilot in the film, when he has red hair and wee mustache, when he speaks in a thick Irish stew accent, and when his name is Ian, the line I must draw. I don't care if he can make a sky look nine different shades of aquamarine. And the United States knew but victory. And bats can see. The romance is pitched at an eighth-grade level, so the teens might like it, but I cringe at them thinking they've learned history here.
Motives are unknown.
Government officials are seen in shadows. It's an event movie, not to be learned from. When it's over, it's over. What a way to make a movie.