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World War Ii | Philippines
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At the very end, when Robert Taylor throws down his Thompson submachine gun and goes to the .30-cal. machine gun, as he starts firing he's yelling at the oncoming Japanese soldiers. As the ending music cuts in, you can still see him yelling and when you lip read what he says, he clearly says "Come on, you sons of bitches!!" which was revolutionary for a 1943 movie.
The film was criticized for being too studio-bound.
This is one of few contemporary World War II films to feature an American soldier who was an African-American, played by Kenneth Spencer. As such, the movie was not shown in parts of the American South. The book "The Films of World War II" notes that producer Dore Schary said that letters of complaint were received by the studio.
The NAACP gave MGM two awards for presenting an African-American in an intelligent and sympathetic manner. Dore Schary deliberately did not tell writer Robert Hardy Andrews he was planning to cast an African-American as one of the soldiers, in order to avoid any racial speeches in the script.
MGM paid RKO $6,500 for the right to use scenes from The Lost Patrol (1934) in this movie. In his autobiography, MGM executive Dore Schary refers to this film as a remake of that one. Even though it was only a very loosely made remake, it was a cheap price to preclude a bothersome lawsuit.
"Sergeant Bill Dane: Come on, suckers! What's the matter with you? What are you waitin' for? Didn't think we were here, did you? You dirty rotten rats! We're still here! We'll always be here! Why don't you come and get it?"
"Sergeant Bill Dane: Don't tell me that's Jap jive! Felix Ramirez: No, Sarge, no. That's good old America. That's U.S.A. Well, music with our meals, eh! Fancy. That's Tommy Dorsey, from Hollywood! Ohhh... He sends me, Sarge! He makes me lace up my boots! Oh, brother! Keep blowing, Tommy, keep blowing. Oh, boy, he's tall tonight, he's tall. Yeah, talk to me, talk to me. Ohhh... ha, ha, ha. Give me some of that trombone talk, Tommy."
