Cleverly, the bugler has had the sense to install a juke box in his tent so it plays the ear-splitting reveille that rouses his colleagues from their slumbers in the morning while he grabs an extra forty winks. The ensuing parade rather oddly illustrates that some of these soldiers aren't exactly the brightest star in then sky and from here on in we seem to want to rather send-up the squaddies! Stick your tongue out and make some silly noises seems to be a template for the training regime and the parachute practice is not likely to encourage folks to want to join up! Ariel noughts and crosses, anyone? It's watchable enough, but I'm not sure the message is that well delivered - except, perhaps, for the fact that army HQ is many, many, many miles behind the lines!