"More a chick flick than a war movie. And neither are that substantial here."
From Here to Eternity, leaving out the prefix "Damned" from the title of the novel on which it is based, is a two-in-one, but more one that the other.The two-in-one is the guys' war movie, and the womens' chick flick. Here we have Robert E. Lee Pruitt (Clift Montgomery), a man who life has ignored, but one who fails to ignore it back. He's overly dramatic, and while transferred to a brigade that he would fit much better into, he blows those chances by refusing to box. So the higher-ups make it hell for him. And even though he meets a woman who would make her world around him if he ever should the slightest interest in her, goes nowhere. I don't know which I would have rather had more of, the war story, or the love story, but director Fred Zinneman chose to go with the soaper story, that doesn't neglect to leave us with a sap-filled ending. Another bonus in the form of the chick flick is the excessively noticeable role of Burt Langcaster, who doesn't forget to bare his chest at least a couple times. Ironically, for a movie that I felt was so femininely oritented, it treated the women characters like dogs, making them acquiescent and promiscuous in suggestion. From Here to Eternity is sanctimonious in its choice of visuals (and the plane scene is obviously stock footage, played on repeat), but there is one really excellent bar scene brawl full of tension, and another strong fight scene that takes place in a dark alley. Regardless of all the feminism available, there is still a good amount of barbarianism treatment for those who are interested. 1941.Final Verdict: D+.