I don't know how many movies Denzel Washington and Edward Zwick made together, but the odds of us randomly selecting three of them in the first year of our show suggests that the number is surely in the thousands.

This is the dream team that made glory, the spectacular film that turned Denzel into America's number one movie star.

We gave that movie Five Cook chickens or whatever. It was

great. We've also reviewed the siege, the 1999 film with an eerie level of

prescience about the war on terror that was sort of disjointed and weird and not exactly

good. We gave that movie three half-cooked chickens I think or three exploding buses.

I just want Adam to feel loved.

Well, this movie came in between those, in the heady year of 1996.

A year I lived through, but can barely recall. Was Tupac still alive then?

Oh yeah, 96 was fat-legged raver pants and white girls wearing bindies.

Man, I was dating Laurel then and she once made a life-sized paper machee horse.

Anyway, it was also the decade that women integrated the armed forces.

Starting in 93, women started the armed forces.

Starting in 93, women started appearing in all walks of military life,

commanding bases, flying combat aircraft,

piloting space shuttles, the works.

And it wasn't long before women were dying in combat, earning purple hearts, commanding fighting

troops.

This was deeply threatening to a large quadrant of the American public and a lot larger quadrant of military insiders.

I spent a little time just recently with an active duty Navy Command Master Chief, and over

cigars he groused that women had no place in the armed forces and were

ruining everything.

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