Carl Foreman may have set out to make the antiwar film to end all antiwar films, but with a disjointed script, awful performances by most of the cast, and squabbles over the cutting between the director and the producers, what emerged was a sprawling, ugly mess that occasionally
succeeded in packing a punch. The film follows the exploits of one infantry squad from Sicily through the invasion of France, into Germany, and on to the occupation at WW II's end. Each scene stands alone, focusing on a different character and incident, while other characters take on lesser
importance, or perhaps disappear altogether without explanation. Between each vignette is a scene of ...