Alec Guinness eats scenery left and right and John Mills seeths on the sideline as two Scottish officers clash in a bloody war of the wills. At stake is an idea: what kind of Army, and by implication, what kind of civilisation do we have? One run by thugs acting like gentlemen, or one where gentlemen act like thugs? (Decide for yourself where you fit in the scheme of things while you watch) By no means just a two man show a regiment of supporting cast hold the flanks of this excellent, if old school, production. A must see if you've an interest in things military washed clean of propagandist rhetoric.