Fort McCoy

I was born in June, 1944 (when this film is set), about 25 miles from Fort McCoy. As I grew up I knew a number of people who had worked, as civilians, at Fort McCoy. I was very interested in seeing how the film would present the place and time, etc. Unfortunately, the screenplay is amateurish ,at best, the acting is wooden and the sets, such as they are, could be anywhere in a woods with a small river and a couple of buildings. This may well be a true story but it is told in a way that made me simply want to turn it off after about 20 minutes. I stayed with it, though...hoping for The Best. I didn't get it. There were lots of American soldiers at Fort McCoy at this time but you'd swear there were only 5-6 as you watch the film. Plus 5-6 Japanese PWS and maybe 10 German PWs (who, apparently, were allowed to wander around the place at all times of the day and night with no supervision). I'm sure the film was made on a small, small budget but that's no excuse. Seriously, I'm sorry I wasted my time on this little flick.

I liked this film a lot...especially the budding love between the two innocent children swept up in the harsh realities of war and all it's causalities--super sweet and a wonderful juxtaposition. The production was more intimate than I imagine the real Camp McCoy was, but it only reflects the constraints of what I imagine the indie budget allowed. But it's really well done and the cast is solid across the board, especially the kids mentioned above.

Kate Connor wrote and directed this affectionate and loving memoir of her family and the time they spent in Wisconsin at a place called Fort McCoy. Actually Camp McCoy, but I'll not quibble.

Clan patriarch Eric Stoltz comes to the camp to be a barber for the GIs, he's got a heart murmur and is a 4-F. The same thing knocked with malaria knocked Errol Flynn out of war service. It grates on him constantly, both in looking at the kids going overseas and those coming back dead and alive. Even the Germans and Japanese who were captured get a bit of envy for their service.

But wives and daughters also serve and the daughters form their own attachments to the soldiers, individually and collectively. Which brings me to the most poignant part of Fort McCoy. Young Gara Lonning entering puberty herself notices for the first time someone of the opposite sex. He happens to be Josh Zabel playing Heinrich who is a POW all of about 13 or so.

There's a famous newsreel film of Hitler giving a pep talk to some Hitler youth now impressed into service for the Fatherland. By 1944 I'm sure many were dead and many prisoners of war. The little innocent attraction of Zabel and Lonning will wet the eyes and the ultimate tragedy reduce you to tears.

Fort McCoy is a tale poignantly told and really should be seen to learn about how loss of innocence is too big a price for war.

I wish Eric Stolz could have played all the parts. Kind of like a One Man Show because he was the only one that could act. I didn't think he'd be involved in a B rated movie. Maybe he was bored and just helping some friends out. The character "Ruby" was, by far, the worst. German officers in full uniform walking around an open area with easy access to Americans? Huh? Why is the set so dark? At least the house and scenery was interesting. Does Florie ever stop chewing gum? Does Lester ever stop with the maniacal grin? Does Heinrich know his voice is being dubbed over? Does the priest even know he's on a movie set? We may never know.

The story is a little simple and sentimental, but I didn't have any expectations. I think the cast does a good job with the material that doesn't have enough time to fully flesh out the characters. Eric Stoltz is good too; I never really understood why he didn't get bigger roles. Maybe, his roles will get a second wind when he doesn't look 13. It's a little bit Leave It To Beaver, so is probably popular with the Christian crowd.

I found the movie randomly on Netflix but I clicked on it because I was a kid on Ft. McCoy as well. There were only about 4 kids on the post in 1978, and I do remember a 1950's purity of living there. We lived so far apart we never saw each other except when a jeep picked us up to take us into the schools in Sparta. The POW fences and towers remained, but it was a ghost town except in the summer when reservists showed up to bomb the ranges into oblivion. Years later, after we left, they would turn the barracks, not the compounds into a camp for Cuban "refugees." The movie captured a certain feel to the place that I liked...beautiful woods, Squaw lake, and some old fashioned values that remained on army posts into the 80's at least. It was a fun place to be a kid but the movie only has time to give you a glimpse of that.