The Dirty Dozen

Wednesday, October 22, 2008

I picked this up forever ago and have been waiting for the right night when Shenan wasn't around to pop it on. This is perhaps the ultimate "guy movie" and I am sympathetic to the fact that she is not a dude. I figure I'll rock out to some Lee Marvin and Charles Bronson, timed perfectly so she'd get home after it ended and we could do something else. So of course she comes home like an hour early and has has to sit bored through the finale.

This is an awesome movie, but there's one part I never got. In the final act, the dozen go on their mission to kill a shitload of Nazis, and they have to parachute in. For some reason, one of them randomly dies, offscreen, by hitting a tree when they land. Someone points it out, they're all like that sucks, and then they move on. I guess this is in the movie because it slightly alters their mission, but they could have at least killed the dude in a cooler way than having him break his neck by falling on a tree. Or at least give him the dignity of an onscreen death. And come to think of it, the guy who dies is Jimenez, the only Hispanic member of the team. All the white dudes who die get to die onscreen, why does this guy get the shaft? Not only does he not get to see any action, they don't even bother to show him dying.

Here's to you Jimenez. I just want you to know that there's one dude out there that's got your back.