Botching amazing access, director Michael Tucker spent months with American soldiers in Iraq only to come away with a limited depiction of the war. Nearly every interviewee is a foul-mouthed kid who doesn’t know why he is in Iraq and expresses his frustration in an impromptu rap. Even if this raunchy, locker-room mood is the prevailing atmosphere, is this all that is going on over there? Like so many nonfiction films modeled after Michael Moore’s work, this is an example of the documentary as poorly supported opinion piece.
