Saw Platoon yet again. Saw it alone for the first tile at Chanakya god knows how many years ago and have seen it again many a time on VHS, VCD, DVD. The film apart, I like the sensitivities that Oliver Stone captures.I guess that is what made me look forward to all subsequent Oliver Stone movies but all left me disappointed (Wall Street apart).
Why would a film that is so inherently 'American' appeal to me.
The divisions that war creates be it the internal conflict that torments Charlie Sheen - the rich kid who decides to volunteer.
The strife between Tom Berenger and William Dafoe - the good and the evil both fighting on the same side and yet fighting against each other with the former shooting the latter in cold blood.
A badly wounded Dafoe running away from the Vietcong (after having been shot by Berenger) to see his regiment being air-lifted. He hops and crawls and finally falls to his knees and looks skywards his arms stretched out as though in prayer and a gesture of anguish before he falls face down.
The manic Kevin Dillon who smashes the face of a retarded Vietnamese and then shouts out amazed "I've never seen brains spill out that way' .
The invisible Vietcong who surface as menacing shadows.
Good film.

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