Like most American war films about American conflicts post WW2 it's quite unpatriotic and bleak. So far so good. Unfortunately, it's also sluggishly paced and extremely pretentious. John Saxon's Endore is not a character but, rather, a symbol (thus the pretension) and is, as a result,, as the previous reviewer observed, totally unreal. And once the main character is stripped of credibility it doesn't take long for the rest of the movie to slide down the ol art house rabbit hole. About the only things that stay with you is that Hollywood lost a damn fine character actor when Sydney Pollack concentrated on directing and that, in his first film, Redford is already a force to be reckoned with. Solid C.