I saw this movie this weekend. It's exactly what the right craves—a way to make us feel better about Iraq.
Chris Kyle is an American good guy—loving father, devoted parent, humble servant of his country, crackerjack soldier. The movie only makes passing glances at Kyle's trauma from serving in the war. We learn nothing about the more than 150 Iraqis he kills.
So there you have it. We may have lost the war, destroyed a country, and spent billions of dollars pointlessly, but the goodness of Chris Kyle makes it all worth it. Don't focus on those other things. Focus on the grit and integrity of the American soldier.
The movie is patriotic propaganda. Yet it's raking in the dough and being celebrated by critics.