Capably and intelligently made by any objective standard, but the whole thing is just wildly inessential. I’m not sure there’s much left to say in the “war is hell” genre, and this—an adaptation of a book that has been filmed before—did not convince me otherwise. It’s the Prestige Picture equivalent of rebooting Night Court or whatever. You’ve already seen this movie dozens of times. 

I‘l allow that it’s maybe more harrowing and interesting within the sacred confines of a movie theater, but as a Netflix experience it doesn’t stand a chance. If you haven’t whipped the cell phone out by the half-hour mark, you’re a much more disciplined viewer than me. I checked the clock so often i thought I was back in high school Latin.