Not among Fuller's very best, yet, this war drama is psychologically astute with respect to the challenge of the 'decision' that marks leadership, even if the leader has an aversion to both situation and means. Fuller's camera transforms the studio into an icy war zone and both the detail of observation and the intensity of dilemmas create a tension-ridden milieu which storms aural and visual senses.
Como en "Cascos de acero", Fuller compone un filme sobre la tensa psicología de los soldados en pleno combate. Nuevamente hay un personaje que luce como el centro. Lo cierto es que el director promueve la historia de un grupo. Su final también cierra con la sobrevivencia, muy a pesar, la derrota es clara, caso los estragos y víctimas. Es como si el combate (así logre ganarse) siempre tendrá un final trágico.
4.5 - in spite of harrowing events and being faced with one's mortality Fuller brings to us moments of absolute loveliness and the transformative elements of being confronted with terror. these times of exaltation of the human spirit are often fully illuminated by the juxtaposed scenes of absolute melancholy and despair marked with haunting musical arrangements and direct shots of sullen men's faces.
Fuller comes into his own, perfecting his pulp-prose-poetry style from the almost religious procession of comrades abandoning the focal platoon to the harrowing minefield rescue, in which even snow-slick boots give the impression of sweating with fear. The men's occasional reveries are all they have, and they do little to offer comfort from the march of the Chinese and, worse, the endless cold.