A classic from the early days of the talkies, pairing Academy Award winning actor Frederic March and the young Cary Grant. The plot hits home about the absurdity of war (during World War I days).
Granted, some wars are necessary (World War II), but has any war since that time been necessary to fight given our technology? March can no longer take the bright and baby faced 18 year olds who come, innocently and stupidly, to the slaughter. The kids are naive, doe-eyed, and lacking the necessary perspective to understand they will be slaughtered. Just like in any war, it is the babies -- the 18 year olds -- that are sacrificed in monumental numbers without ever being mourned. March understands this and can no longer live knowing it.