“The molten sky gloated over them. The endless desert wore the blank look of death...”
The title crawl sets the theatrical tone for John Ford’s antique men-in-a-desert movie, with a band of British WW1 grunts (including Ford regular Victor McLaglen as the gruff-but-fair sergeant and, oddly, Boris Karloff as a Jesus-freak squaddie) picked off by an invisible enemy in the dunes – Arabs as opposed to injuns this time.
But despite some comically stiff acting, it slowly builds into a surreal portrayal of mental meltdown.
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