Robert Taylor and Eleanor Parker star as a Kentucky backwoodsman and the woman who will NOT let anything interfere with her plans to marry him in this humorous romantic adventure through the American Frontier of 1798.
Sea-faring saga of two brothers (Robert Taylor, Stewart Granger) and the woman they both love. Set against South Pacific islands, this love triangle pits the good brother against the bad as they squabble over Ann Blyth and a bag of pearls on the floor of a lagoon; the bad boy redeems himself, however, by helping fend off a mutiny.Written by
Final film of Lewis Stone, who died in September 1953, two months before the film was theatrically released. See more »
Women aboard ship were considered bad luck all through the sailing ship days. The superstition even extended part way into the modern era. Crews were known to resist sailing on ship that was to have a woman aboard. See more »
Killing Innocent Natives Deemed Fine Especially if Whites Wanted Riches
MGM lays another egg and spends fistfuls of money on this dud. Almost everything about this film is wrong, so where do you start?
MGM had a stable of stars it could have called on (some in this film) to perform in fresh, new comedies, dramas, or musicals, but it went back to a 1923 property it owned and tried to make a technicolor extravaganza about whaling and mutiny on the sea that makes no sense.
None of the characters have any development and we feel nothing for any of them. There is no real tension in the air. A contented crew would not turn, en masse, on their captain if they were being well treated.
What we genuinely feel is horror when one of the brothers cold-heartedly spears the natives and kills them for no good reason. This was considered to be OK back in 1953. You could kill or maim anyone who was not white -- because they were not people.
Yet our sympathy stays with the natives throughout this movie and we are aghast at how the white people treat them. Times may have changed, but were our fathers and grandfathers so barbaric?
It is part of our heritage, but this movie, in all respects, stinks. The "native girl" who kisses one of the crew could not, in fact, be native, she had to be white, and made up for the part.
In this film, no one is valiant -- especially the writers and producers who concocted this behemoth of a monstrosity and tried to sell it to a unsuspecting public.
By this time, we're very tired of seeing the same MGM clothing, scarves, and other decorations being used again in another film. The so-called glitz is so very noticeable now that you are asking yourself what sound stage did they do this scene on? and what islet of the ocean in California was this filmed?
Valiant rates low in any rating system.
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