kevin costner tries to prove that a carbon copy of waterworld/dances with wolves/robin hood with the same hero/same plot/same haircut/same villain/same budget/same clothing... will provide the same results. what actually happened is a film that i'm slightly embarrassed even exists. so close to being a good film, it seems costner directing is route to a bad idea. i liked the other identical films, but this is just a big long list of condensed cheese and overly patriotic nonsense themed around posties being the best fighting force in america. the strangest thing about it (other than the preposterous premise of teenaged postmen taking on a highly trained army) was that even at three hours it still seemed to have missed out scenes everywhere. get someone else to direct it in future, kevin.