



Zoltan Korda's WWII desert flick isn't shy about its message, and I'll admit that's part of the fun — you're being worked on, and it works.
Humphrey Bogart leads a stranded tank crew across the Sahara, picking up enough stragglers for a UN meeting: a Brit, a Frenchman, a South African, a Sudanese soldier, all shoved together and told to make it work. He plays it dead straight — no grandstanding, just the sense that he's the only adult in a desert of overgrown boys with guns.
The interesting touch is the decent Italian POW against the fanatical German one, clearly aimed at a US audience with plenty of Italian immigrants. The siege at the well in the back half is the strongest stretch, the desert finally feeling like it might kill someone.
Some of the politics haven't aged brilliantly, and you can hear the war effort elbowing characters aside for a speech. As a snapshot of 1943 optimism though, it knows exactly what it wants you to feel, and mostly gets away with it.