Description as per Tim Doyle: "I saw Full Metal Jacket at WAAAAAYYYY too early of an age, and it formed my opinion on war in a brutal 2 hour salvo. That opinion? It's not for me. As a work of art, the film is a difficult one- the tone shifts considerably at just about the half-way point- it's essentially 2 films that just happen to have the same lead. But both show the complete dehumanization one must undergo in the process of becoming war-ready, and in the execution of it. The vulgar phrase, "Sally-Jane Rottencrotch's pretty pink panties" fall on the ears like the memory of a soft lullaby of wholesomeness compared to the spray of bullets and stacks of human meat later in the film. The ubiquitous MOUSE ends each chapter in the film (in epithet and song) and presents a smiling face, now obscene in it's ineffectual innocence. And to be honest, I think it balances the poster out nicely."
