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Ambivalent, feverish, smart: a war movie that manages to be as rollicking as it is revolting. There's poetry in the treacherous sun-bleached vistas, and in the way that every bullet is made to count -- faith and mortality mingling with dust and blood. As usual, George Clooney acquits himself very well, and it's sorta nice to see SNL survivor Nora Dunn turn in a performance that doesn't trade on her past misdeeds as a foot soldier in Lorne Michaels' dark army of terrible sketch comedy.
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