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To call this lengthy mess "the best movie of 1999" is ludicrous. Granted, it is better than Private Ryan, in the sense that it lacks the vomitorious cliches that Spielberg cannot get away from, but it is still a BIG mess.
To cast John Travolta as Gen. Lawton Collins, the commander of the 25th Infantry division is like choosing Austin Powers to be Jesus Christ. And to try to make us believe that the Japanese were all crying and weeping and begging for mercy at the end of the battle is to assume the movie will be played only to audiences of severely retarded drooling morons. But maybe the Japanese were crying because they knew that at the end of the battle the narrative would start, with profound things like "This great evil, where does it come from?" and "Who's killing us? Who's doing this? etc. etc. (Actually a Japanese even blows his head off with a hand granade as the narrator is about to start)
But there are two things I liked:
1) The bayonet charge up the hill (named "the galloping horse" because of its shape)
2) Staros gets fired
3) Private Witts, with his stupid smirk, gets killed, albeit too late.
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