The most interesting part of this film is the very beginning, when Tweed sits on the top of his mountain and makes the reflection: "No man is an island, entire of itself. Every man is a piece of the continent and part of the main. Any man's death diminishes me. I am involved in all mankind." Indeed, he has time to make the deepest reflections and reach any conclusion during the months of his isolation on the top of a Pacific mountain with the ideal pacific landscape around him with the sea and the hills of the island. It's a great second world war narrative with very human ingredients, and especially impressive are the scenes in the hospital for lepers. There is a romance as well, and great war scenes, while only the Japanese are left with no human nuance. Jeffrey Hunter is perfect for the role, he was a very promising actgor who died far too young at only 42, and he was Jesus in Nicholas Ray's "King of Kings", and he died from complications in a surgery after two strokes. The film is beautiful, and although not ranked as Jeffrey Hunter's best film, you certainly will remember him from it.