Jeffery Richardson

This film is entertainment for a world where on-screen murder has become entertaining. Having read my way through the literary output of many who survived the 1939-45 war and being old enough to remember the first time a Policeman was shot on television, I don't really buy into this altruistic journalists code where it is worth risking one's life for a story or a picture. I did not see a close correlation between the issues portrayed in this film and those in Apocalipse Now; but, I did wonder if both films were trying to persuade me that humans can function in a philosophical vacuum; whereas, I firmly believe otherwise. This film scrupulously avoids the question as to how it is that humans are conditioned to kill one another. We are expected to just accept that they do it and that it is an addictive habit. Our team of journalists are so focussed on their own egos, that they never ask that obvious question. Me? Well, I've just spent my evening taking fifty pictures of forty people having a great time at a retirement party. Yes, I've been wasting my talents, doing that.