"All I know is that nobody wants to die."
Goddamn, the guy could direct couldn't he? Even when other aspects fall, Stan is still directing the absolute fuck out of this thing. Let the camera roooollllll, baby. He's stringing together masterpiece shots uncut like they're combos in a fighting game. The advance sequence is Kubrick gold, and the molten core that threatens the rest of Paths of Glory: an arctic nightmare pulled across the surface of a blasted moon, grey souls the same colour as the mud they drop to.