Clint Eastwood’s film adaptation of Chris Kyle’s memoir has become the most financially successful Iraq War movie to date, and the catalyst for a tempest of politi-journo-cinecritical caterwauling. Does it celebrate jingoism, or document it? Is it a nasty piece of blood thirst or a chronicle of grace and honor under fire? Don’t worry. You too can have an opinion. Kyle’s book is a good place to start.
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