In 1940, with war inevitable, the mass media were inoculating the public bit by bit, so that when the contest finally came, everyone had been more or less prepared for it. It's as if the world news had been a draft notice and the movies were providing the basic training.
This is a training camp comedy, about as sophisticated as its title, "Tanks a Million." It's fast, predictable, good-natured, and corny beyond imagining. I kind of liked it. Every mind needs respite.
William Tracy is the earnest young draftee with a photographic memory. He's immediately promoted to top sergeant, much to the chagrin of buck sergeant Joe Sawyer, who has put in fourteen years to Tracy's fourteen hours. The other men in the company don't like it either. Who wants a rate buster? Nevertheless, the unprepossessing Tracy may look like an invertebrate but at heart he's a hard charger, gung ho, frightened but stalwart. Oh, he brings the men into shape alright, after a couple of trials.
It won't challenge you, and there are times when an unchallenging piece of fluff is nice.
This is a training camp comedy, about as sophisticated as its title, "Tanks a Million." It's fast, predictable, good-natured, and corny beyond imagining. I kind of liked it. Every mind needs respite.
William Tracy is the earnest young draftee with a photographic memory. He's immediately promoted to top sergeant, much to the chagrin of buck sergeant Joe Sawyer, who has put in fourteen years to Tracy's fourteen hours. The other men in the company don't like it either. Who wants a rate buster? Nevertheless, the unprepossessing Tracy may look like an invertebrate but at heart he's a hard charger, gung ho, frightened but stalwart. Oh, he brings the men into shape alright, after a couple of trials.
It won't challenge you, and there are times when an unchallenging piece of fluff is nice.