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...movies since the year the Second World War ended. In Hollywood, he became know as the King of the B's, a patriotic writer/director with a tin ear for dialogue but a sharp eye for combat detail. In 1950, he made America's first Korean War movie, The Steel Helmet, a popular cult film that was "Shot in 12 days. cost, $104,000. Locations: Griffith Park....a cardboard tank was painted, a pole slammed into its face for a gun....Twice the goddam cardboard tank fell on its face...
...woman clown clad in green and white greeted a bemused bystander with a blue balloon and a smacking kiss on the cheek. Another clown in a striped T shirt and psychedelic wig paused from time to time to give lawnmowers, car windshields, even a motorcycle policeman's helmet a few flicks with his bright red feather duster. Along the way, the clowns stopped off at two hospitals, a mental institution and a nursing home, where they dispensed balloons and hugs to sad-eyed children and old people...
...checks every item, again by the book, then slaps the Paratrooper on the rump and says, "O.K." It is light now, and the Paratrooper stares with amusement at the troopers around him. Their faces, like his, are smeared with camouflage grease paint, blending with their mottled uniforms and helmet covers, as in some military minstrel show. The order to board the plane snaps him from his reverie. "The only way down now will be to jump," he says to himself, just as he has said to himself with every takeoff before every jump...
That is the view of Samuel Fuller, 68, who built a cult reputation as the writer-director of a series of crude but vivid action films (The Steel Helmet, Pickup on South Street) in the 1950s and '60s, has not worked in movies for almost a decade and has long wanted to make a film based on his experiences as a World War II infantryman. The Big Red One, which was the nickname of Fuller's old outfit, the 1st Infantry Division, is that film. And it is fine, fully justifying Fuller's faith in himself...
...dirt crossroads about a mile from the Non Mak Mun camp was a Thai pickup truck. The front windshield was blasted completely away, and a helmet lay on the blood-covered floor. A few hours later, Thai soldiers dragged the body of the driver, one of their men, from the paddy. In another paddyfield, seven dead Vietnamese soldiers were fished out. Suddenly someone yelled 'Incoming!' and we leaped out of the car. Mortar rounds, fired by Vietnamese down the road, were landing very close. After five near hit rounds, we sprinted for a nearby culvert where we cowered...