
What an uneven, ambitious, glorious mess. Pearl Harbor tries way too hard to do way too much and ends up being at best brilliant and at worst completely inane. The love triangle, which is very reminiscent of the silent classic Wings, was a tired cliché then. You know, two best friends become flyboys, fall in love with the same girl, then go off to war and end up in a touching death scene together. The long slow build-up to the imminent attack; wherein the major characters are introduced, though contrived, is fairly entertaining. The follow-up events are rather anti-climactic and in a three hour movie should have been shortened. The attack itself is absolutely awe-inspiring! Every penny of the 100 million plus spent on the movie can be clearly seen. The utter chaos and confusion, the bombs exploding everywhere, the madness, the heroism, the gut-wrenching deaths. The forty-five or so minutes of the movie based on the actual attack for which it is named is groundbreaking moviemaking in every sense of the word. The rest is just so-so. The leads all do competent work but nothing extraordinary. Jon Voight is quite good as FDR and Alec Baldwin and Cuba Gooding Jr., though both under-used, turn in their usual intense performances in stereotypical roles. So (to make this review as short as the movie is long) go see Pearl Harbor for what it is, 45 minutes of cutting-edge eye-candy wrapped in too many layers of old war movie clichés.


















