I'm still pondering why Oliver Stone thought he could get away with this sort of thing. My theory this minute is that he'd been watching the episode of Seinfeld where Jerry's parents were horrified that he was making out with a chick during Schindler's List. Y'know? Like, you can get away with as much maudlin crap as you like if you're talking about something sufficiently important. If people get bored, that just means they're siding with the terrorists.
I'd just like to remind you that, as something of a world leader in pop-cultural arbitration, I authorise y'all to be underwhelmed and at times groaning at the overwrought parody-of-worthy-filmmaking silliness on offer here. I mean, it's quite well made, and it's got some moments that manage to be moving in their way, but overall? No, let's have a few more movies about this particular event, thanks, and some of them can go ahead and not use EVERY SINGLE TECHNIQUE you'd expect to see in a movie made by someone either too confused, too timid, or just plain too bored to make an interesting pic.
 Or Nazis, depending.