A highly enjoyable film that will last for a looooong time, yes it is a bit smarmy, and some of the action is a bit "village hall stuff", but never the less, a good watch. IF you only have the saturday night dross to contend with, get a few beers, a takeaway, feet up and enjoy a voyage across the Pacific with "the boys". Great stuff !!
The Sea Wolves
Time Out saysThe Sea Wolves answers the pressing problem of how to repay the debt we owe to all those superannuated English stiff-upper-lippers now that all the major war campaigns have been filmed. Solution: dredge up some creaking piece of now-it-can-be-told war marginalia about a retired Territorial regiment of polo-playing boozers (The Calcutta Light Horse!) who bid goodbye to the memsahib for a fortnight and blow up some Jerry ships in Goa harbour. McLaglen previously demonstrated a certain competence with physical action in The Wild Geese, but here it's a very pedestrian hour-and-three-quarters before the final crunch - a risible affair with geriatric schoolboys wheezing about, getting hernias. Peck and Niven shamble amiably through the dross as if it were a Navaronian old boys reunion (class of '44), and Roger Moore finds new ways of smirking in a dinner jacket. As a genre - the arterio-sclerotic war movie - it'll never catch on. CPea.