The Pentagon Papers (2003)

What a waste of my time!!!

Gripping story with well-crafted characters

A waste of 90 minutes of my life

Watch something else. There are very few redeeming qualities to this film.

Not bad. But I file this under the rubric of being yet-another face- saving exercise. It showcases all the horrors of Vietnam, and Elsberg as a kind of redemptive icon. Understand: I'm sure Elsberg had his realization and the work he did to undo the damage is... yes, even heroic. But there's something about producing a consumable media product that dances these elements about on a screen (and throws in a de rigueur love interest) for our delectation that only serves to hint at the fathomless American lostness; American perdition.The U.S. has yet to stand on a mountaintop and scream it: Vietnam was a war crime. The Vietnam Memorial on the mall is a monument to (more or less) unwitting dupes to planetary deadly gangster hubris. Germany has come to terms with its war crimes; when will the U.S. come to terms with its own?Sigh: I give it an 7 because, dammit, it's a technically fine product, and it does tell a story, and it's arguably (still) an important story. But it loses points for the same reason that a "Brave New World" "feelie" would lose points among sensible folks. I worry that this flick is yet-another makeover of the corpse of The-U.S.-in-Vietnam.

No one can watch this film without comparing it to "All the President's Men." Allowing for the difference in production values -- this being a television movie -- it still comes in second in all the important respects: direction, writing, photography, and performances.I hate saying that because the story is an extremely important one and it resonates today, what with WikiLeaks and Julian Assange. But the film doesn't really DEAL with those important issues. It's a schematic story of a man with an elite background who started out as a hawk on the Vietnam war, became disillusioned and guilty, turned into a dove, was jailed, and subsequently freed. It's not the story of the war at all, nor of freedom of the press or national security. It's the story of one man's anguish (James Spader) and his courtship of a foxy woman (Claire Forlani) -- and not particularly well told, at that.Some might disagree with that judgment and I wouldn't argue, but compare the opening scenes of "The Pentagon Papers" with the similar opening of "All the President's Men." Both show us a break in.There is no music behind the credits in "President's Men." Instead a lone guard finds an anomaly on a door lock and calls in the police. We see people with flashlights creeping through the Watergate complex in Washington. The only sound is that of an occasional cracked voice over the hand-held radio. The speech is slow and deliberate. "There are people coming -- armed people." Suspense hangs heavy in the air. The plain-clothed police finally corner the trespassers. At gunpoint, they hold up their hands and seem frightened, like mice in a state of tonic immobility. Throughout, the camera hardly moves and each shot last as long as it takes to get the point across.Contrast this with the opening scenes of "The Pentagon Papers". There are hurried footsteps on the wet pavement. A door crashes inward. Men sweep into a dark psychiatrist's office. They smash glasses, push furniture aside brutally. Flashlight beams wave frenziedly. The music booms in the background. The camera wobbles as if drunk. Each shot last a fraction of a second. There isn't time for the viewer to feel any tension. There is no building suspense. We're all overwhelmed by the action on the screen.James Spader is Daniel Ellsberg, the ex Marine, now a researcher at MIT, who steals a Top Secret report in 47 volumes and leaks it to the New York Times when he can't get a politician to publicize it. He's redacted any information that might compromise American lives in Vietname -- troop dispositions and the like -- but has exposed the substance behind the projected perception. Four presidents lied their pants off about Vietnam. But the script has Spader protest too much. He goes around giving speeches, sometimes shouting them.Claire Forlani, with her beauty, dihedral eyes, and sneaky sensuality is a very nice partner for a whistle blower to have. Very comforting and supportive, unlike his wife who complained that he was married to his job. But, then, what is a love affair doing in a movie about the Pentagon papers? Why must we be subjected to the formulaic TV scene of the two lovers snuggling in bed behind the mosquito netting in a rosy romantic light while a thousand one throbbing violins tell us that this is a love scene? We GET it -- even if we don't WANT it.But even if Spader were up to the task -- and for all we know he might be -- and even if Forlani had more to contribute to the story than a pair of appealingly crossed eyes -- the film would suffer heavy damage from the direction and the writing.The camera plays tricks. It wobbles. It changes contrast. It switches from black and white to color. During action scenes or scenes in which someone must face the press corps, it seems to be held in the hands of a spastic person.And who could conquer lines like these? Forlani to Spader, chewing him out: "You're encouraging them to turn more of our boys into cannon fodder." Spader to Forlani: "Oh, so I should just roll over and play dead like Chamberlain at Munich?" (If that's the best Ellsworth could do in a discussion of Vietnam, they should have paid me his salary. I'd have done a better job.) Boys and girls, that reference (Chamberlain, Munich) is to a peace-making attempt on the part of the British Prime Minister just before World War II. Neville Chamberlain agreed to a pact with Hitler and made the mistake of his life when he came home, waved a piece of paper in the air in front of the newsreel cameras, and proclaimed "peace in our time." It was the worst thing he could do. Ever since then, whenever a country has initiated any sort of armed conflict, the cry has been that we will never again "appease the aggressor." I will personally guarantee you, kids, that the next war we get into will be accompanied by rallying cries involving Chamberlain and his scrap of paper. I'd be willing to bet but I have no money.It's disappointing, see, because there really ARE important issues at stake, and the same problems plague us today, yet the movie avoids addressing them except in the most oblique way. Instead, we're supposed to feel happy for Ellsberg's having found the love of his life. Well, at least he did get that. Towards the end, facing the possibility of life in prison, he mutters, "My children will be cursed." He needn't have worried. In all the confusion since then, the name of Ellsberg has been lost to all but historians.

I agree completely with jmuckian (above). I've just finished reading "Secrets", the memoir that this movie is based on. Did they do an okay job for a TV movie? Yes. Does it *begin* to convey the flavour of the book, and the creeping disenchantment that Ellsberg experiences over the course of his years spent at the Pentagon, in the Marines, and at Rand? No, and that's what makes the book an absolutely riveting page-turner. I think the most glaring error in the movie is the reduction of his time in-country to a gunfight or two and the surveying of a decimated village in the middle of a monsoon. In reality, his time on the ground and insistence on really seeing what was going on in villages that others only saw from the air made for the best parts of the story. So in balance, I think that if you were willing to sit through this movie, and find the story at all compelling, you really owe it to yourself to read the book.

This is the first movie I have felt a need to review, due to the subject and its importance.<<POSSIBLE SPOILERS>>Having read Ellsberg's book on the subject, I was really looking forward to a good dramatization of the events; however, this movie falls short. It is extremely abbreviated in its coverage of the events, often wasting time on relatively insignificant things such as Ellsberg's relationship with Patricia Marx and the excessively long sequence of Tony Russo's partytime in Malibu. This time could have been better spent explaining the events surrounding Ellsberg and the Pentagon Papers rather than Ellsberg and his personal life, although that aspect cannot be ignored completely.For example, there were a lot of things that occurred leading up to Ellsberg actually obtaining the McNamara study, and a lot more between that and actually approaching three congressmen with the study including Ellsberg actually writing NSSM-1 included in the study and meeting with Kissinger about it, attempting to probe him about the papers.Additionally, one of the most dramatic elements of the book regarding Patricia's reading of the papers is her reaction to the actual language used in the papers, omitted from the film for whatever reason.There are also a significant number of factual errors as they relate to Ellsberg's book, although the events are not exactly wrong, but more of a misrepresentation of the events - however, many of these can be attributed to the requirement of staying within a two-hour limit.Overall, my review is tainted for having read the book, but I will give it a 6 of 10. It could be much, much better. If you are interested in the subject, and it is fascinating, read Ellsberg's book "Secrets." It is very much worth the read.