Sands of Iwo Jima (Republic) is a war picture that bristles and booms with enough clips from official combat films to give its audience a realistic touch of battle fatigue. The rest of it is just plain fatiguing; the plot has no more freshness or emotional tug than a military manual, and it is peopled by a movie-hardened cast of characters who have served too many hitches on Hollywood's back-lot battlefields.
This time John Wayne is the hardbitten U.S. Marine sergeant who runs his squad by the book. John Agar flashes his dimples petulantly...
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