Review of Johnny Got His Gun (1971)

Moving picture, 111 minutes

Regaining consciousness, a soldier slowly comes to understand that his arms, and his legs, are gone. This is difficult to ascertain because he cannot see or smell anything. A bandage is pressed to what he thinks is still a face. In reality, he doesn’t have a tongue or jaw, nor working ears. A doctor has diagnosed him as “decerebrated”. Kept alive for science, unable to die or communicate, he dreams.

A satisfyingly bleak and powerful condemnation of modern war, but rather clumsy in large parts, perhaps as a result of the medium.

moving picture fiction