“Full Metal Jacket” (1987) is the Vietnam movie that gave us memorable-but-now-impermissible phrases such as, “me so horny, me love you long time,” and “only steers and queers come from Texas, and I don’t see any horns on you.” It’s also the Vietnam movie that is often credited for coming the closest to capturing what combat was actually like in Vietnam. I wasn’t there. I won’t judge. I will say that from a cinematic standpoint, it is better as a work of art than a piece of entertainment. I think writer/director/producer Stanley Kubrick meant for it to be that way.
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If two big spoilers in “The Shining” weren’t two significant and oft-revisited moments in cinematic history (“redrum” and “here’s johnny!”) you could sit down and watch this film today and be just as scared as when it came out in 1980. Director Stanley Kubrick’s adaptation of the Stephen King novel puts suspense on a slow boil (the film clocks in at two hours, 20 minutes-plus), bubbling with every twitch of Jack Nicholson’s demonically raised eyebrows. Shelly Duvall is the perfect designated screamer as Nicholson’s wife and Danny Lloyd does a remarkable job conveying a scared (and sometimes possessed) little boy.
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