The battle this film presents technically superbly, confronts two worlds, two very different ways to see life and two different motivations to fight. We see: USA soldiers are well trained and armed professionals. But the Somali chief, in smoking his Havana cigar, predicts that was to follow: he smokes with delectation as those who know they don't attain to live largely and he speaks right: in Somalia they have yet killed about 300000 of his own people, and health or life have almost any worth in Mogadiscio. Killing and terror is simply his consuetudinary way of living his short life, and being light weapons cheaper in international black markets than food or medicines, the Delta Force and Rangers have to confront with an enemy formed by a chaotic crowd poor or nothing trained but which knows well the ground, fully armed, and over all, desperate and possessed by a dement aggressiveness. Sure there are the helicopters Blackhawks and the Hummers, but after all these are only a few light American vehicles and a few American men. The battle begins and a patrolling action theoretically of only some minutes of duration ends into a furious battle of many hours with several hundred Somalis and nineteen Americans killed. This movie aims almost exclusively in the objective action and owing to the realism in showing the efficacy of weapons of today, even the lighter, the film I think acquires a quality of coldness and despersonalization that can or cannot taste to each viewer, but I think that is something deliberately chosen, and surely more near to the feelings of the real fighters than seen in older war films as war isn't a garden party. You must decide if you like films as this, but for me it's very good.