Their obligations range from the unremarkable to the unsafe, and the footage, altered by Jason Mergott (David Salzberg and Christian Tureaud are the chiefs), passes on a decent feeling of their operations, even in the midst of the disarrays of fight. Scenes in which slugs master past, and bombs detonate adjacent, are startling. Nothing here puts on a show of being thought up or overexplained, making everything feel still more immersive. Just the additional music can occupy.
Generally as remarkable are the film’s aware tone and its absence of cheerleading. No political screeds are conveyed; additionally truant are civil arguments over the war or over the inescapable issues that land in its outcome. The decision isn’t an oversight, yet an opportunity to give a clear record of these men and their work.