I first saw this film more than 50 years ago on television, and I never forgot it. It's classic Lancaster-Douglas, with a nice taste of Olivier, and the lovely Jeannette Scott as more than window dressing. It's got a great Shaw story, but even more compelling is the incredible Shaw dialog. Lancaster and Douglas always possessed a wonerful chemistry, adding to this is Shaw's gift for words, with the great Olivier matching Lancaster's s magic with Douglas. Ms. Scott shortly would go on to star in the classic Day of the Triffids, and she pulls a nice trun and Lancaster's often hysterical wife. Harry Andrews adds a touch of comic relief as a hapless British major. It's a brief film, one that ends much too quickly as I could listen to Shaw's turns of phrase for hours. It is nevertheless extremely enjoyable.