A Few Good Men (1992)
|Genres:||Crime | Drama | Thriller|
|Released:||09 December 1992 (Westwood, California, USA - premiere)|
- Possibly the greatest Courtroom Drama Film of ALL-TIME with a ridiculously good cast.
- Nominated for 4 Oscars including Best Picture and Best Supporting Actor for Jack Nicholson. It's a shame this film was un against Clint Eastwood's "Unforgiven" otherwise it probably would have cleaned up.
- The defining confrontation scene between Tom Cruise and Jack Nicholson is one of the MOST POWERFUL in cinema history. Fact.
- Tom Cruise is captivating. Jack Nicholson is EPIC. Demi Moore is great, Keither Sutherland is immense. Kevin Bacon superb. And don't forget about Kevin Polack, J.T. Walsh and Cuba Gooding Jr. So so many great performances by everyone involved.
- Just a ridiculously good screenplay that gets better and better every time we watch. This film will FOREVER stand the test of time.
Tom Cruise and Jack Nicholson star in the box office smash "A Few Good Men." Based on the hit broadway play, this riveting courtroom drama surrounding the integrity of the marine corps pits Cruise, a hot-shot naval defense attorney, against Nicholson, the hard-edge Colonel he believes responsible for inspiring the murder of a young marine.
You see Danny, I can deal with the bullets, and the bombs, and the blood. I don't want money, and I don't want medals. What I do want is for you to stand there in that faggoty white uniform and with your Harvard mouth extend me some fucking courtesy. You gotta ask me nicely.
I run my unit how I run my unit. You want to investigate me, roll the dice and take your chances. I eat breakfast 300 yards from 4000 Cubans who are trained to kill me, so don't think for one second that you can come down here, flash a badge, and make me nervous.
[to Kaffee]You want answers?
[pauses]Son, we live in a world that has walls, and those walls have to be guarded by men with guns. Who's gonna do it? You? You, Lt. Weinburg? I have a greater responsibility than you could possibly fathom. You weep for Santiago, and you curse the Marines. You have that luxury. You have the luxury of not knowing what I know. That Santiago's death, while tragic, probably saved lives. And my existence, while grotesque and incomprehensible to you, saves lives. You don't want the truth because deep down in places you don't talk about at parties, you want me on that wall, you need me on that wall. We use words like honor, code, loyalty. We use these words as the backbone of a life spent defending something. You use them as a punchline. I have neither the time nor the inclination to explain myself to a man who rises and sleeps under the blanket of the very freedom that I provide, and then questions the manner in which I provide it. I would rather you just said thank you, and went on your way, Otherwise, I suggest you pick up a weapon, and stand a post. Either way, I don't give a damn what you think you are entitled to.