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...those interviews with LT. BRENGARTNER that I told you I'd get to one of these days and so far no one has been hit amidships . . . for it seems that all the Lads have taken up the cry, "all duty is good duty" . . . even if it is on a Target ship on a collision course...
...some fine flying scenes in Bombardier, and its generally muscular tone compares favorably with that of such weak, routine productions as Aerial Gunner. But Bombardier must compete with no less beautiful flying sequences in at least a half-dozen other U.S. films, and with the British minor masterpiece Target for Tonight (TIME, Nov. 3, 1941), which makes most flying films before and since seem superfluous. Bombardier has, further, to clear Anne Shirley every time it leaves the ground, and from time to time it crashes into insurmountable dialogue. Sample lulu: "Go ahead, Buck-make tomorrow's headlines...
...Axis is trying to conserve its remaining air forces. The Luftwaffe's Field Marshal Albert Kesselring sends his fighters in only when he expects local superiority over a particular target, seldom has the superiority even then. For these tactics, Kesselring must have mobility. But his forces can be only as mobile as his gas and oil supplies. The more his dumps are bombed, the more immobile he becomes...
...guns blasted regularly, closer to the target, now directly on it. Aboard the Spencer, after the first wild confusion, there was order, but out in the blinding sunlight and on the glittering blue water there was death. Chattering 20-mms. sent tracer patterns curving into the slowly moving submarine. On the sub's decks a few figures still moved in the storm...
...golf was simpler, and you didn't live a subterranean existence in sand traps. And now you've got to give it all up because there are no men to rake out your footprints, or run the power mowers, or patch the elaborate tees, or manicure the target greens; and no gasoline for the machines if the men were available. . . . Silly...