Review by Quinoa1984

Oliver Stone's one and only student film, Last Year in Vietnam, is definitely not the sort of thing to take as any kind of "masterpiece" or revelatory piece into what Stone's career would be like. The only real kind of revelatory, I-can-tell-this-guy-made-it quality to the film are the abstractions, scattered about. This is even more of a post-war outpouring than Platoon is in its own fragmented way. What we get are several minutes of a man in a hotel room, reeling from coming back from Vietnam with bad vibes in him, and we see some of these visions. It's nothing very shocking or outrageous, and there aren't any crazy theories posited in the film. If anything one of the strengths of the work is how it's amalgamation form lets one see into the mind of this character. And, of course, in its obvious way there is an amateurish quality to it, of a guy still figuring out his own style over a decade before he would find it in a regular (at least for him) narrative. But as someone who's seen his share of student films, I have seen a lot worse. The archival footage of Vietnam and whatever else comes from outside the hotel are the best bits, and its short enough to not overstay its welcome- just enough to ruminate over, in a quietly sad way, about a mind in post-war delirium.