American soldiers and sailors could have won every battle, and every war, and prevented every attack, if they weren’t hamstrung by pussy politicians.
Every SpecOp paramilitary mission will be betrayed by a drunk State Department attache, or by a State Department secretary seduced by a cold-blooded assasin.
Other guarentees of death are saying, “I didn’t think I was going to make this one cause I had a dream that…” or “You killed my buddy, you killed my buddy, you dirty…”
To be fair, everything except the air raid will apply to pretty much any movie that involves a poker game. As we all know, four of a kind of straight flushes show up every couple hands…
Commander Hornblower was English. Mr. Gruffudd is Welsh. Pretty sure they were different nations back then, though I have been known to talk out of my ass from time to time.