Stop-Loss, Kimberly Peirce (2008)

I have no idea what I’m talking about, never having served in combat or suffered from PTSD, but this smells like bullshit to me. Young soldiers back from Iraq beat up their fiancées, shoot their wedding gifts with shotguns, drive their cars into telephone poles, deliver extemporaneous policy analysis speeches to their commanding officers, go AWOL and get in the car to drive to Washington from Texas to explain their objections to the war to their senators, do lots of tequila shots, etc. In other words, it’s both cliched and unbelievable. On the other hand, it does, in both those respects, closely resemble the war.

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