Jarhead

The G-man, ‘Bad-Teeth”, and I went to see Jarhead on Friday (long weekend, Remembrance Day – odd or fitting to go and see a “war movie”?). First of all I have to say that I’ve never really been a major fan of Jake Gyllenhaal. Actually I was sort of luke warm about him before I saw this movie. In fact, while we were in S.F. he apparently came into a diner around the corner from our hotel (best pancakes I’ve EVER had) and a few of my fellow cast members caught a glimpse.

I thought he was fine in The Good Girl with Lady Aniston. He was tolerable in The Day After Tomorrow (more to do with the fact the movie was shit not so much his performance). I haven’t seen Midnight Mile so I’m not sure how he faired there and I thought he was pretty edgy and weird in Donna Darko.

Along comes Jarhead. Now I’ll preface this by saying, yes, he does show his butt in a really dimly lit shower scene. And it’s a pretty great butt at that. With all the muscles and the barebuttedness, it was a wonderful delight. Now that I’ve openly admitted to the girly stuff, I have to say I really liked this movie. Here we are five days later and I’m still thinking about it.

The movie is uncanny in its effect. It contains no heroism, little action, no easy laughs. It is about men who are exhausted, bored, lonely, trained to the point of obsession and given no opportunity to use their training.

Here's an accurate review. And on top of all that...he's got a nice tushy!