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It is a whirlwind of delight --- attractive actors, stunning couture, spectacular sets and outrageous parties. It's a feast for the eyes. But what really makes this dramedy work is the acting.

Can you imagine a love triangle, where a woman has to choose between Gary Cooper, David Niven, and Broderick Crawford? Of course, everyone in their right mind would choose David Niven in a heartbeat, but when Broderick breeds and names a unique species of flowers after his love interest, it's pretty cute.Unfortunately, the best part of The Real Glory is the beginning romance with the three men trying to court Andrea Leeds. Then, the war starts, and it goes downhill. Gary Cooper, the biggest star of the three at the time, soars to take up the most screen time, and the plot is hardly interesting. I like Gary Cooper in a couple of movies, but when he's cast as in a strong, decisive role, he just isn't convincing. This is far from the best war movie you'll see in your lifetime, so unless you're a total Gary Cooper fan, I suggest you skip it and find a better one.

The great Henry Hathaway directed this stirring tribute to the American soldiers who fought the savagely crazed Moros in defense of the Filipino people. So insanely monstrous were these Moros that the .45 automatic handgun was developed to produce the stopping power to prevent these bloodthirsty murderers from wildly hacking innocent Americans to pieces. The Muslim Moros had to be subdued by military force in the early twentieth century and the terrible struggle by U.S. forces to bring these fanatics to their knees is not well remembered today. In this exciting film, Gary Cooper gives a fine performance as a brave trooper who risks everything duty demands to save the civilization America brought to the Philippines after the Spanish American war freed the people from Spain's inhuman oppression. As a new enemy threatens to destroy all that had been done for the Filipinos through U.S. sacrifices, America must once more rise to meet the terror that seeks to wipe out democracy in the name of an evil theocratic ideal. A stirring tribute to the heroes of what is known as the Philippine Insurrection and quite prescient as an early depiction of radical Islamic extremism. A first class production from what is considered the greatest year in the history of Hollywood, 1939. A sprawling historical epic that is sadly quite relevant to our own era and the ugly danger that is no longer contained in faraway places but threatens our very own soil. Regrettably, this film is not simply a curiosity regarding a vague bit of history but an important statement for Western civilization today.

I had long been curious about this film as it took place in my parents' homeland of the Philippines during the years of the early 20th century when the U.S. had occupied it with some Army posts there for the purpose of teaching the natives to defend themselves against invading Moros. Though the disclaimer at the end says the movie is entirely fictional, it's safe to assume that the part of many of the country's citizens suffering from cholera has some basis in fact as that disease is common in many Asian countries. Anyway, Gary Cooper plays a military doctor who is in charge of treating many of the natives during the American occupation but decides to help many of them prepare for the eventual battle despite his captain's orders not to bother. Also on hand to offer support are fellow officers played by David Niven and Broderick Crawford who provide some amusing turns before things turn serious for both of them and Andrea Leeds who is charming as the leading lady who provides the buffer between Cooper and her stubborn captain father played by Reginald Owen. And leave it to veteran director Henry Hathaway to provide the rousing finish one usually expects from many of these '30s adventure movies. So on that note, The Real Glory is recommended.

The USA didn't have much of a foreign colonialist period. Like Germany, we came rather late to the game. Besides which Americans were busy colonizing their own interior.But in the mid- to late 1930s stories of colonial adventures abroad seemed to become suddenly popular in Hollywood, or at least simplified and romanticized versions of same. Gary Cooper was in a surprising number of them. Usually they're a lot of nonsensical fun. Discounting American Westerns, there were "Gunga Din," "Lives of a Bengal Lancer," "Beau Geste," "Morroco," "The Charge of the Light Brigade," others whose names escape me, and this one, "The Real Glory." It takes place in the land of the Moros (Filipino Moslems) who resent the Westernization of their cobbled-together country by first Spain, then, after the Spanish-American war, the Americans. That war is still being fought. But, not to worry, everything in the movie turns out alright in the end -- well, almost.Gary Cooper, David Niven, and Broderick Crawford are Army lieutenants stationed at an undermanned fort surrounded by jungle and enemies. If you think of this as a rather typical situation for this sort of action movie, you're probably on the right track. It usually leads to a heroic defense of the fort by our side. And it gives the writers a chance to have hordes of evildoers charging the fort to be mowed down in rows like wheat by a motorized reaper. There must be at least one heroic sacrifice too, of a secondary character. Sometimes there's just one (Gunga Din) and sometimes, as here, both Niven and Crawford are given a chance to make the supreme sacrifice. Of the two sacrifices, Crawford's is the more supreme. A harmless, doltish officer who is devoted to growing orchids, he is captured by the Moros, his head smeared with honey, and then he is buried up to his neck in an ant hill. Those Moros were pitiless cookies. If I'm not mistaken the Colt Model 1911 .45 caliber automatic, a veritable cannon at the time, was developed partly because smaller caliber pistols were thought unable to stop a charging Moro.The rafting scenes were done, it appears, in the lower reaches of the Kern River. This is a dangerous area to raft or inner-tube in. It's the only rushing water for ten thousand miles around Bakersfield, California, and is a popular bathing spot in the summer, even though a few rafters and tubers usually are lost. It's interesting too in that it is the only known home of the Kern Valley salamander (Batrachoseps simatus), and only for a stretch of a few miles along the bank -- and only the northern bank.I think I like Gunga Din better because there is more slapstick, more laughs all around, and because the characters are a little better developed. But "The Real Glory" is nothing to be ashamed of. An enjoyable romp by stars wearing colorful uniforms in an exotic location and involved in a conflict nobody ever heard of.