If you mean the "big screen" bit, yup.
We had a big to do about it for a little while. The training was pretty good and we were able to suspend our "disbelief" during the scenarios easily. As a matter of fact extreme elevated heart rate and sweaty palms were rather common once you had the first scenario and got dead.
We had a Chief, who was a favorite of the city council. She was made chief over many who were far more qualified IMO. I knew her as an ok Officer, (we were in the same squad at one point) marginal Sgt., dreadful LT. and abysmal chief. She liked the training but didn't like the way the rank and file solved many problems.
One scenario was where your "partner" used the restroom of a gas station. When he came out it was as a hostage to a perp who was holding the partners gun to your partners head. The scenario played out with the perp both threatening the partner and you with the weapon. Most of us tapped the perp in the head to end the standoff (close range). The Chief said we needed to allow the perp to move around and then try to negotiate as the perp drove away with the hostage in your former patrol car. The range officer, a really good street cop, made sure we knew the chief's opinion then critiqued us on shot placement so we would know te optimal location to place the solution to the problem. Most of us already knew that once you lose your gun to a perp, losing your life is moments if not seconds away.
I thought FATS was pretty good but the paint ball expansion to our training really drove it home. Those damn paint balls HURT! It's much more real when your poor tactics are painfully shown to be inadequate.
