'Danny boy calling broadsword'. My introduction to blood squibs, the silencer, taking Nazi guards out with a stab to the neck and sexy women who look confident with rope. The cable car fight and back projection generally is fabulously overused and the soundtrack stirs me to the very depths of my soul. One of my all time faves,no wonder I can't understand Rivette.
Eastwood: Should I go this way? Burton: Yes which way should we go chap? This way? The Worm: Oh no. Never go that way! *Eastwood and Burton leave to go murder thousands of Nazis, which was fucking awesome and made this movie so goddamned good. Watch it, it's fucking great.* The Worm: If they'd 'ave kept on goin' down that way they'd 'ave gone straight to that castle.
Despite its grand production values and a cast headlined by Richard Burton and Clint Eastwood, Alistair MacLean's plot is plodding, never developing the necessary suspense to make it as compelling and entertaining as it should be. Only a handful of decent action scenes toward the end keep it afloat. Eastwood and Hutton would re-team a few years later with the far more energetic WWII blockbuster 'Kelly's Heroes'.