I've had Sweeney Todd on the brain because of the Film Experience's recent coverage, so imagine my surprise to see Len Cariou and George Hearn in consecutive scenes in Flags of Our Fathers.
Cariou (top, each side) created the role of Sweeney on Broadway in '79, and Hearn (bottom, each side) replaced him and perfected it. Both play senior-citizen versions of Iwo Jima men in Flags, and both (despite their age) should've been cast as Sweeney over Johnny Depp in Tim Burton's impending film version.
As for Flags itself, it feels and looks just like Saving Private Ryan. Except in the Pacific. Spielberg produced both, and it shows in Flags's slavish devotion to the just-so portrayal of the Greatest Generation -- we're always looking at them in sepia tones and soft light. Eastwood, though, injects a smidge of cynicism into the story of the men who famously planted the flag atop Iwo Jima in the dog days of WWII. The message of Flags: heroism is a funny thing. But not as funny as Paul Walker in combat.
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