Review: 'War Dogs' Nails Cheney’s America to the Wall

Meaghan McDonough ‘17 / Emertainment Monthly Staff Writer
Nearly a decade after the end of the Bush administration and people still can’t seem to stop talking about his term in office. Of course, it was a really strange time in American history: absurd numbers of Democrats voted for a Republican or simply didn’t vote; the U.S experienced its first major terrorist attack and subsequently kept a man in power for the very fact he ran as a “war president”; VP Dick Cheney was pretty much a puppet master—but the Bush-Cheney ticket was still popular enough to hold two terms. Ugg boots, AIM, Myspace, and Juicy Tubes were pretty popular too, though, so maybe there’s no accounting for taste.
It was a strange time—for the nation, for capitalism, for all of us—and it is probably for all these reasons that a story as strange as the one depicted in War Dogs was able to unfold.
It’s 2007 and David Packouz (Teller) hates his job as a massage therapist in Miami Beach. David is a college-drop out: a not-unambitious-but-generally-unlucky, stoner-type. He’s stuck in a job he hates, but he’s got a girlfriend to take care of. Then, one day, while he’s attending a funeral, David’s old friend Efraim Diveroli (Hill) shows up looking like a kingpin: gold chain, spray tan, nice suit. Which, to David, is, of course, crazy: Efraim and him were a couple of bums back in high school. How did Efraim become such a success?
It’s a complicated kind of capitalism that’s portrayed but scriptwriters Stephen Chin, Jason Smilovic, alongside Phillips, manage to explain it pretty succinctly. They do this while also keeping the film in a fine balance between light and dark moments, highbrow and lowbrow comedy, as well as giving their actors—especially Teller—some real stuff to work with. The whole film is made even funnier by the fact that both characters are Jewish, and the nods to tradition and stereotypes of the culture throughout the film are a nice undertone. Todd Phillips, it seems, is expanding his horizons while still staying true to his roots.
Teller carries the emotional weight of the movie. He’s given the more thoughtful lines, the most sympathetic plot arcs, and it becomes clear that his Efraim is simply taking advantage of David. Hill, meanwhile, offers a lot of the comedy. Keep an eye out for the obtrusive—just a touch below maniacal—laugh he gives before he does anything truly crazy. Together, the actors are nonstop as they portray a complicated friendship and business partnership, one that is summarized in particular by a shot of them that appears in the trailer. When they meet with the Pentagon to make the $300 million deal, the pair of them sit at a table in front of a wall, blank except for two photographs hanging on it. On the left, behind David Packouz, is a framed picture of Bush. On the right, behind Efraim, is Cheney. If you don’t get the metaphor while watching the movie, you pretty much don’t understand the Bush administration.
Surprisingly not overtly sexist or racist and with good performances by Teller and Hill, War Dogs is so much more than we could have predicted. Stupefying and snarky with touches of tragedy and temperance, War Dogs became a story of friendship, morals, and what one can do to the other.
Overall grade: B+
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