When this miniseries was on the air, I loved the fact that Tom Berenger wasn't afraid to give Teddy Roosevelt a squeaky voice and some silly upper class mannerisms. He took on that part of the man and still made him come across as a leader and a hero.
But what really impressed me were the smaller roles, and the less obvious moments. The way that Stephen Crane first walks on camera, drunk and obviously half in love with death . . . Like a 19th century Jim Morrison! And the way the other reporter is the one who gets hit, and the way he's lying there dying as Stephen Crane narrates the course of the battle. And the way, at the very end, the reporter's big boss, W. R. Hearts himself, comes up on horseback and promises the dying reporter that his family will be looked after. Hearst praises the man for his sacrifice and then gallops off to the sound of the gunfire.
Take that, Citizen Kane!
But what really impressed me were the smaller roles, and the less obvious moments. The way that Stephen Crane first walks on camera, drunk and obviously half in love with death . . . Like a 19th century Jim Morrison! And the way the other reporter is the one who gets hit, and the way he's lying there dying as Stephen Crane narrates the course of the battle. And the way, at the very end, the reporter's big boss, W. R. Hearts himself, comes up on horseback and promises the dying reporter that his family will be looked after. Hearst praises the man for his sacrifice and then gallops off to the sound of the gunfire.
Take that, Citizen Kane!