Starring: Tom Cruise, Emily Blunt, Brendan Gleeson, Bill Paxton, Jonas Armstrong, Tony Way, Kick Gurry, Franz Drameh, Dragomir Mrsic, Charlotte Riley, Masayoshi Haneda, Terence Maynard, Noah Taylor, Lara Pulver, Madeleine Mantock
OUR RATING: ★★★½
Sci-fi action directed by Doug Liman adapted from the Japanese light novel “All You Need Is Kill” by Hiroshi Sakurazaka. Edge of Tomorrow (2014) centers on military officer, Bill Cage (Tom Cruise), who is demoted into serving a combat mission to take down a hive-like alien race invasion. When Cage is killed within minutes by one of the aliens he wakes up again to find himself in a time loop forcing him to relive the day over and over again. However, once he makes contact with legendary soldier, Rita Vrataski (Emily Blunt), under her tutelage Cage becomes smarter and hopefully closer to defeating the aliens and changing his fate.
Our Favorite Quotes:'There's no courage without fear.' - Master Sergeant Farell (Edge of Tomorrow) Click To Tweet
General Brigham: [being interviewed on CNN] If we do not defeat them in France, we’ll be fighting them in London, then New York, then Tokyo. All of humanity’s at stake.
Cage: [being interviewed on CNN] She was able to kill hundreds of mimics on only her first day in combat. Imagine an army of Rita Vrataskis.
Cage: Operation Downfall is going to be the largest mechanized invasion in the history of mankind. We will be victorious. We fight. That’s what we do.
General Brigham: Operation Downfall, the entire might of the UDF invading from France, the Mediterranean, Scandinavia, relieving pressure in the eastern front, allowing the Russians and Chinese to push the enemy back. We all meet in the middle, exterminating this mimic scourge along the way. A lot of good soldiers are going to die tomorrow, Major. and when the smoke clears, and the body bags start coming home, people tend to look for someone to blame, someone like me. Ideally, I’d prefer a different scenario.
Cage: A best-selling memoir perhaps. Maybe a career in politics? Off the top of my head, I would go with the sense of manifest destiny. Rags to riches. Rapid rise through the ranks. Born to deliver us. And the people, well, they love that sort of thing.
General Brigham: You misunderstand, Major. I didn’t ask you here to sell me. I want you to sell the invasion.
General Brigham: You ship out to the coast in one hour. Your camera crew is standing by. You’ll be on the beach with the first wave.
Cage: I’m sorry, the first wave? The beach? You mean, the front?
General Brigham: France. Satellites show minimal enemy movement down the coast. Little resistance. A little excitement, something to tell your grandchildren.
Cage: While I appreciate the confidence, General. I do this to avoid doing that.
Cage: I was an ROTC in college. The war broke out, I lost my advertising firm, and here I am. You know, I do what I do, and you do what you do, but I’m not a soldier really.
General Brigham: No, of course you’re not. That’s why I’m embedding you with several hundred thousand men and women who are.
Cage: Well it is an honor, General. I’m afraid I’m going to have to decline. I can’t stand the sight of blood. Not so much as a paper cut. But sitting here thinking about this, a couple of names come to mind that I feel like I could recommend to you.
General Brigham: It’s not an offer, Major. It’s an order.
Cage: General, I just inspired millions of people to join your army. And when the body bags come home, and they’re looking for someone to blame, how hard do you think it would be for me to convince people to blame you? I’d imagine a General would prefer to avoid that.
General Brigham: Are you blackmailing me, Major?
Cage: I would prefer not to be filming acts of heroism and valor on that beach tomorrow.
General Brigham: You won’t be.
Cage: I’m glad we could work this out. Now, if you’ll excuse me, General, I thank you.
General Brigham: [to one of his guards] Arrest this man.
Cruel Sergeant: [Cage wakes to find himself on a pile of bags at the airport] On your feet, maggot!
Cage: Now that’s no way to address an officer, Sergeant.
Cruel Sergeant: That’s how I address a slack-jawed recruit right before I bust his hole with my boot heel, maggot!
Cage: Where the hell am I, Sergeant?
Master Sergeant Farell: Forward Operating Base, Heathrow. You just came in with the fresh recruits.
Cage: Do I strike you as a fresh recruit?
Master Sergeant Farell: No, sir, you do not.
Cage: My name is Major William Cage. I’m an American officer…
Master Sergeant Farell: Officer? This is Processing. There’s no officers down here.
Cage: Master Sergeant Farell, you’re an American.
Master Sergeant Farell: No, sir. I’m from Kentucky.
Cage: You’re not taking me to a phone, are you, Sergeant?
Master Sergeant Farell: No, I am not. Seems about the only honest thing you said to me so far is your name. It says here you’re a deserter. It says here you were caught impersonating an officer. It says here you’d likely try to make an outside call, even compromise security of this operation. Anything to get out of combat duty tomorrow. But that’s not going to happen. Ever. Private Cage.
Master Sergeant Farell: Rumor is a terrible thing. Come nightfall, these men will all reach the same conclusion. That you’re a coward and a liar, putting your life above theirs. Good news is there’s hope for you, Private. Hope in the form of glorious combat. Battle is the great redeemer. The fiery crucible in which the only true heroes are forged. The one place where all men truly share the same rank, regardless of what kind of parasitic scum they were going in.
Master Sergeant Farell: I see everyone is having a productive morning. You know, it gives me a swell of pride knowing soldiers of your caliber will be leading the charge tomorrow. Tip of the spear. Edge of the knife. Crack of my a**.
[pulls back the covers on one of the beds to reveal playing cards and some money]
'Through readiness and discipline, we are masters of our fate.' - Master Sergeant Farell (Edge of Tomorrow) Click To Tweet
Master Sergeant Farell: Private Kimmel, what is my view of gambling in the barracks?
Kimmel: Dislike it, Sergeant Farell.
Master Sergeant Farell: Nance, why do I dislike it?
Nance: Because it entertains the notion our fate is in hands other than our own.
Master Sergeant Farell: And what is my definitive position on the concept of fate, chorus?
All: Through readiness and discipline, we are masters of our fate.
Master Sergeant Farell: [to Cage] You might call that notion ironic. But trust me, you’ll come around.
Master Sergeant Farell: Private Cage is under the delusion that he does not belong here. We must dissuade him of this delusion. If he tries to run, feel free dissuade him until he can’t pi** standing up.
Cage: Sergeant, you have to listen to me. I will never be combat ready!
Master Sergeant Farell: I envy you, Cage. Tomorrow morning, you will be baptized. Born again.
Master Sergeant Farell: It’s a new day, people! Destiny calls. The world expects only one thing from us. That we will win!
Cage: [referring to his suit] Listen, man, I’ve never been in one of these.
Griff: Yeah, well, I’ve never been with two girls at the same time before. But you can bet when that day comes, I’ll make it work.
Master Sergeant Farell: Take care of Private Cage?
Griff: What, all day?
Master Sergeant Farell: Something tells me it won’t be nearly that long.
Master Sergeant Farell: We lost Germany. We lost France. If we lose today we won’t get to fight another. Now, I know the pressure on you is enormous. Two minutes to drop. It’s alright to be scared. Remember, there’s no courage without fear.
Skinner: [to Cage] Oi, mate! I think there’s something wrong with your suit! Yeah! There’s a dead guy in it.
Ford: [to Cage] Hey, watch your back out there, sir.
Nance: No one else will.
Master Sergeant Farell: [as the squad starts dropping out of the plane] Cage, drop or die!
Master Sergeant Farell: Private Cage! You’re going the wrong way! You’re going to miss your moment!
'Battle is the great redeemer. The fiery crucible in which the only true heroes are forged. The one place where all men truly share the same rank, regardless of what kind of parasitic scum they were going in.' (Edge of Tomorrow) Click To Tweet
Master Sergeant Farell: [referring to the mimics] Here they come. Mean as hell and thick as grass.
Cage: [as the day is repeating again] What day is it?
Master Sergeant Farell: For you? Judgment day.
Griff: Hey, what the hell’s wrong with you, man? Haven’t you been in one of these before?
Griff: Do you know where the safety is?
Cage: I’m not sure.
Cage: [after he saves Rita] I’m hit! I’m hit! How bad is it? Is there a lot of blood?
Rita: You have a hole in your chest.
Master Sergeant Farell: [as Cage is repeating the day again] Can I help you, sir?
Cage: My name is Major Bill Cage. I’m US Army Media Relations. I was not at a bachelor party or a poker game. You have an order in your left pocket that says that I’m a deserter caught impersonating an officer. But what it doesn’t say is, your name is Master Sergeant Farell from Science Hill, Kentucky. And if you give me thirty seconds to explain how I know that, you may just save the lives of every soldier on this base.
Cage: [as he’s being dragged into the barracks by Farell’s guards] You have to listen to me! They know we’re coming! They’re waiting for us! I have been there! I’ve seen it! You’re all doomed! You’re doomed!
Cage: Have any of you met me before?
Nance: B**ch, I don’t know you.
Cage: [to the squad] Now, what I’m about to tell you sounds crazy. It’s true. And you have to listen to me. Your very lives depend on it.