If the real National Guard is as inept as these dumbasses then no enemy need worry about mounting an attack at any time. I spent almost the entire couple of hours rooting for the cajuns to put these morons out of their ignorant misery. Not a bad film, but not a real winner either: there were simply to many holes for comfort. For instance, Coach went psycho way to quick, the cajuns couldn't possibly predict the route the soldiers would take in order to set traps and deposit the bodies of their buddies, and the cajuns wouldn't suddenly become lousy shots once they had the final two guardsmen trapped. Finally, could a squad of men really be this dumb? It wasn't all downhill however: the private losing his nerve and the squad leader doing the 'Rambo' like some meatheaded jerk were all to realistic. Worth seeing, but just barely.
Review of Southern Comfort
