The Victors. Dismayed by Hollywood's handling of The Bridge on the River Kwai, which he wrote, and The Guns of Navarone, which he wrote and produced, Carl Foreman wrote, produced, and this time directed an epic he calls a "personal statement" about the futility of war. Both victor and vanquished are losers, Foreman says. Then he says it again. His film delivers not one statement but a whole barrage of them, all strung together in newsreel clips and hit-or-miss dramatic vignettes that pound, pound, pound.
The story begins in England, 1942. Two young G.I.s,...
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