Director: Uwe Boll War is violent. People die. And according to Tunnel Rats, they do so in a variety of creatively painful ways. They drown, they asphyxiate, they get blown up by friendly fire, and they get impaled in the neck by a bamboo shaft, I’m surprised no one choked on a pretzel.
A rag tag group of men are sent into the underground tunnels dug by the North Vietnamese to...explore...I guess? They range from grizzled black/white moral veterans to leftie fresh recruits. All of them have their own opinions on the war, but no one really goes into it. They all die horrible deaths. The End.
Famous for being the worst director working today, Uwe Boll delivers a snazzy looking picture set during Vietnam War that really has no reason to exist. Everyone here is given a quick introduction, thrown into a combat situation and then promptly killed in a nasty way. There’s no character development, twists (Unless you count the way they bite it) and the story/movie ends when the last character breathes his last breath. War is hell. We get it. There’s nothing to complain about on isn’t the technical or acting side (which is B-level decent) side of things. The problem is that this film serves absolutely no purpose. It looks good, is relatively engaging and it does a a solid job at presenting both sides of the conflict, but at the end of the day it isn’t anything we haven’t seen before when it comes to war films. It’s an interesting claustrophobic concept to have the men stuck in dark tunnels lit by only one flashlight, but it never translates to anything engaging. If they cut the characters down by half, ditched some of the exploitative gore and concentrated on an actual story, maybe we’d have something to recommend, but as it stands it’s nothing more than an oddity. Bravo for not giving me a film that made me want to claw my eyes out Dr. Boll, now all you have to do is work on one that I’d actually want to watch a second time and maybe I’ll invite you for supper.
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