This is a fantasy vision of war no different than what a 10 year old kid might dream up to kill an otherwise boring summer afternoon, was shot in a couple of weeks for less than $50,000 and has stood the test of time to remain just as absurd, pointless, empty headed and undeniably entertaining as it was in 1969 provided you don't think about it very deeply. You aren't supposed to learn anything or be particularly moved by what you see, and the film even manages to work in a couple of red-hot Italian supporting actresses for the middle section to remind viewers of what we were fighting for. I estimate that maybe 60 of these things were made between 19, with the French Countryside Commando Raid and the Desert Battle plot lines being the dominant forms - this would be a Desert Battle film, more engaging than COMMANDOS and less boisterous than THE WAR DEVILS but still a gas for anyone who loves Spaghetti cinema. So in other words, yes, this is Spaghetti War, and one of the more entertaining or shall we say less boring examples of the very special sub-genre. Brescia had already proved himself a competent war thriller director with the under-appreciated but ultimately silly HELL IN NORMANDY, and here he concentrates on keeping the pace while combining the least subtle moments from DESERT COMMANDOS with the quieter battle scenes from BATTLE OF EL ALAMEIN, with a dash of BATTLE IN THE DESERT's humanist factor as the warring soldiers come to respect one another even while their comrades continue to blow each other to bits. Interspersed between action scenes we get terse dialog between the hardy British Tommies and their noble German captor who time and again risks his life for theirs even though they are enemy combatants. The man had a penchants for absurdity, but in reality this isn't too shabby of an effort even though his idea of a desert mechanized battle is to have two lines of tanks face off across a half mile stretch of desert and approach each other in formation with all guns blazing, ala MEGAFORCE. He's best known for his deceptively crummy looking STAR WARS ripoffs from the latter 1970's like WAR OF THE ROBOTS and BATTLE OF THE WORLDS, as well as BATTLE OF THE AMAZONS. But the film is by Alfonso Brescia, the Al Adamson of the Italian genre film craze. They didn't care what kind of tanks they used and neither did the 14 year old boys this film was made for in 1969, seeing 55 year old men get worked up over stuff like that makes me sad.
It's funny how critics of these things love to point out the use of American made tanks etc, seeming to miss the point that if the Germans had won the Italians would have made movies using their leftover tanks. The Germans and Brits are even probably driving around in American surplus trucks and tanks because all the actual German stuff got blown up during the war and the British nicely cleaned up after themselves once the shooting was over - all that was left in Tunisia by 1969 were the old American trucks, which is what they had to make do with on the meager budget the film was doubtlessly made.
WORLD CONQUEROR 2 BATTLE OF EL ALAMEIN MOVIE
It doesn't matter, which is why I love these things and why most war movie buffs or military history fanatics will be appalled, which in turn appeals to my geek factor at being sexy enough to get the joke. The highest ranking German officer we see is referred to as a general though he is probably wearing a colonel's uniform or some absurd irregularity like that. It is as realistic a depiction of history as a Gladiator Peplum or a Spaghetti Western: Even Rommel fails to show in spite of the fact that the movie is called KILL ROMMEL. It's yet another bunch of Italians dressed up like British and German soldiers chasing each other around the deserts of Northern Africa, and has absolutely nothing to do with anything that actually happened during WW2 to anybody who was actually there.
It's a wretched film to be sure but like most of these little potboilers has a sort of endearing, idiotic charm that brings to mind playing army as a kid out in the sandlot by the lake house up in Maine or wherever you went on summer vacations. OK, now here's a fun example from the Euro War fad of 1967 - 1970.
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