Yanks (1979)

This has something of the mini-series to it, and try as I did - I just couldn’t get the “over paid, over sexed and over here” mantra from my mind as it rather predictably plodded along some melodramatic lines for a rather lengthy 2½ hours. There are two prongs to the story with the dashing “Matt” (Richard Gere) probably having the more prominent as he rather respectfully courts grocer’s daughter “Jean” (Lisa Eichhorn) - who is supposedly engaged to “Ken” (Derek Thompson) who is away fighting. Meantime the married lady “Helen” (Vanessa Redgrave) is drawn to captain “John” (William Devane) but let’s say their requirements from any relationship are maybe a little more cerebral. Back to “Jean” though and she has to convince her suspicious mother (Rachel Roberts) and father (Tony Melody) that he isn’t just after one thing. Can he mount an effective charm offensive and win the heart of his lady before the rumoured mobilisation makes their decisions for them. To be fair, it looks good with plenty of attention to the detail of the production and that helps it on the authenticity front, but that’s about the only front that delivers here as the plot meanders rather aimlessly without really bringing home just how perilous wartime living in southern England was and at how just how the local population dealt with the privations of wartime rationing whilst their visitors did their trading in stockings and chocolate. Gere is undoubtedly easy on the eye and his character has a general decency to him, but maybe that’s the problem - he, like the thing is general, is just too nice. Indeed, with exception of Roberts none of the characters here really resonate. It’s ok, but that’s about all that can be said for it.