For me it was the only movie I’ve been to that left the theater dead silent at the end as everyone filed out. For a lot of us it made us realize why our grandparents who served never talked about what they went through.
I joined the army specifically because my grandfather was RA in 1939 and had been wounded in the Aleutian island campaign before being reppled into the ETO in time for the battle of the bulge and dachau. He didn’t talk to his (non military, non combat) son but when I came back from having seen the elephant we had long talks.
Saving Private Ryan.
It was a subdued clapping out of respect for those the movie represented.
For me it was the only movie I’ve been to that left the theater dead silent at the end as everyone filed out. For a lot of us it made us realize why our grandparents who served never talked about what they went through.
I joined the army specifically because my grandfather was RA in 1939 and had been wounded in the Aleutian island campaign before being reppled into the ETO in time for the battle of the bulge and dachau. He didn’t talk to his (non military, non combat) son but when I came back from having seen the elephant we had long talks.
The hell with that war.