Here at “The Erratic Narrative” we’re embarking on a new (and, as always, erratic and a little sweary) series of posts, entitled ‘(Not Quite) Masterpiece Theatre’, where we will examine a variety of perhaps forgotten, but certainly underappreciated (or just flat out hated) “almost, but not quite” pieces of cinema across the genres. These are movies that, at the time (and possibly still), were treated poorly by critics and audiences alike, but over the years, like a great (or at least drinkable) wine, have stuck like mold to the edge of our tasting glass.
First up, an absolute beauty! I vividly remember watching the VHS tape and thinking: “This one’s a keeper!”. The very definition of a (not quite) masterpiece: Soldier. Continue reading