This was a Netflix rental as I missed it in the theater. But I've been eager to see it so I had to watch it the second it came in the mail.
Now let me mention two things. First, I love Spielberg and it would be unusual to NOT like anything he's done. AI was close because there were too many damn endings and frankly, I was just lost at the end. The actual end, that is. Second, I will be the first to admit that when it comes to worldly/current affairs, I have no idea what the hell is going on. I neither read a newspaper or watch the news. (But I do go to CNN.com occasionally.) Most newscasters annoy me, and the local newspaper pissed me off by calling my home for someone else every day for 2 months. (That last point has nothing to do with the fact that I'm really too cheap to buy a newspaper. It just gives my cheapness a sort of feudal feel.) Speaking of the news, how many fucking times are they going to report on the dangers of MySpace AND act like it's a new topic of discussion???
But I digress. My point was, I'm no expert in the Palestine/Israel going-ons. Although, this movie makes me want to read up on it. So I went into this movie with a really basic understanding of they don't particularly care for each other. The movie starts up at the Olympics of 1972 and the hostage to murder situation that occurred with eleven Israeli athletes. It then carries on with the Israeli move to go after anyone that was involved in the attack. The film is noted as being "inspired by actual events", as there are no available documents saying "this group of guys killed XXXX". Nevertheless, it remains a striking film delving into what is justice, violence begetting more violence, and the overall cycle of attack/be attacked. What got me most about the movie was how many times I uttered "Oh shit!", due to someone getting shot all the hell up. Munich is not shy about the violence and it's presented in a very frank, matter-of-fact way. This movie was close to 3 hours long, yet I managed to stay interested the entire time. I give it four out of five nanas.
Now, I must wake my husband up. (He does not share my opinion of this movie. At least, I'm pretty sure he doesn't. I'm not entirely sure if he was awake during most of it.)