WWII propaganda meant as a recruitment-tool, I believe. A curiosity only for WWII die-hards, maybe.
Cannot find enough words to express my disappointment with this. Jarmusch's work means a lot to me, but this just didn't land, IMO. It's as if he said, to all of his immensely talented friends, 'hey, let's get together and make a zombie movie,' and then didn't have enough of an idea to actually make one.
I've been spending a lot of time with Quentin's stuff lately and wanted to watch this again. Gary Oldman's role is gold, and BP as Floyd is just too much fun. Overall, it's a little much for me now, too much violence, a little too preposterous. Wild to think I took a date to this in high school.