Lots of wwii movies made at some stage in the warfare and inside the immediately submit-battle length were, if not nakedly propagandistic, then as a minimum psychologically simplistic, synthetic and lopsidedly patriotic. Battleground, from wwi veteran william wellman (directing) and conflict of the bulge vet robert pirosh (writing from non-public experience) seems like a direct response. There is sporadic fight, however ordinarily it’s about the waiting in between; one subplot includes van johnson’s personal looking for the time to cook the eggs a belgian villager gave him on the way into the snow-blasted ardennes. The system and uniforms look worn.
There aren't any fundamental stars to confuse the target audience into thinking that any of the characters are personally heroic or unique. Alternatively there’s a winning ensemble of person actors playing recognizably wrong human beings, homesick “doughboys” bantering and bitching about horrific equipment, awful climate and the fact they’re in struggle-torn bastogne, not on go away in paris as expected. In this film, hot food is the actual victory, and a man is as in all likelihood to be killed reaching for his boots in a firefight as he's making a wonderful run in opposition to the enemy.