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The concept is utterly outstanding; the narration (at the beginning and the end) is rather unfortunate - Michael Pate's delivery is so exuberant, more appropriate for an educational short than a post-war drama, that one is surprised he doesn't conclude sentences with "And how!" I'm also a little surprised by the tone that the picture adopts generally, though I suppose it's reasonable after all given the wry, morbid, fatalistic sense of levity the characters bear in accordance with the scenario. Mind you, with that tone established early on, every instance of more dour eventfulness becomes all the more striking for the disparity, and moreover, the picture becomes more serious in little time at all. I don't think it's perfect, nor an essential must-see, but 'Ten seconds to hell' is a broadly strong, engaging title, and worth checking out. It never fails to catch my eye to see Hammer Films associated with a title that's not a horror flick, but as this is a joint venture with UFA and Seven Arts, and produced by Michael Carreras, that's just what we get. Whether one wishes to attribute the excellence herein to that involvement or otherwise, I'm quite pleased with the production design, art direction, and effects, and the original music, and these facets alone manage to inculcate an unexpected level of uneasy atmosphere, tension, and suspense as the picture advances. Factor in Ernest Laszlo's capable cinematography, and Robert Aldrich's firm, steady direction, and I think it's safe to say the feature is rather pleasing, and an easy viewing experience. The narrative and scene writing are also fantastic, serving up one moment after another that's primed for explosive (sorry) storytelling potential, and by and large that potential is unquestionably realized with the terrific contributions of all on hand. That includes a splendid cast, not least chief stars Jack Palance, Jeff Chandler, and Martine Carol, who get the most time on-screen and who especially bring their characters to life with wonderful, subtle personality and nuance. Again, this is a smooth and readily digestible movie, and every detail lends to that. Setting aside Pate's narration and the tonal matter, the primary issue with 'Ten seconds to hell' is a decided unevenness in how it's written. Oh yes, it's swell overall - but the characters and dialogue simply aren't as convincing, which unfortunately means that the less scenes are centered on the core notion of bomb disposal, the weaker they are. The romantic aspect thusly seems a trifle by comparison, and for as important as the characters and their personalities theoretically are to the tableau, those scenes where we learn more about them don't feel like they specifically add to the plot. Such inclusions could have been reduced to their barest element, in the process reducing the runtime, and nothing would have really been lost; an unfortunate reflection on the title yes, but at least, not its chief focus. The good news is that any subjective flaws don't wholly detract from the viewing experience, and far more than not this is solid. The cast is quite fine, all the contributions of those behind the scenes are dandy, and the storytelling around the root premise is superb. If it falters slightly in writing and execution, well, I've seen other pictures go a lot more wrong than this. 'Ten seconds to hell' might not be quintessential, unless perhaps you're a diehard fan of someone involved, but by all means it's an enjoyable, generally satisfying movie that still holds up pretty well. Maybe don't feel like you need to go out of your way for it, but if you have the chance to watch, this is worth ninety minutes of your time.

I used to know a man Mr. J J Bridge, who had served in Britain;s Royal Naval Volunteer Reserve (RNVR) during WWII. He received the George Cross and a bar to the George Medal (ie two George Medals) for his work in bomb disposal. Indeed he would have received more decorations for his bravery, but his commanding officer would not recommend him further. As his C/O put it, 'You've had your quota!' He can be found in the Guinness Book Of Records in the section entitled Medals & Decorations as being the joint-highest decorated civilian in British history. And if the men portrayed in this movie were anything like him then they deserved every bit of praise they got.

Director Robert Aldrich had his name removed as producer because the studio cut 40 minutes from "Ten Seconds to Hell." He felt without the 40 minutes, the film made no sense. Actually it does, but possibly some of the footage would have added to the suspense. After the war, German soldiers out of favor with the Reich for a variety of reasons were sent to Berlin to attend to British bombs that hadn't gone off but could if not defused. Interestingly, in 1979, the show Danger UXB covered the exact plot, but with British soldiers working in London. It's a very dangerous mission, as the bomb could go off in your face. The team is made up of six people, the main men being a pre-war architect, Koertner (Jack Palance), and an arrogant jerk, Wirtz (Jeff Chandler). Wes Addy, Robert Comthwaite, David Willick and Jim Goodman make up the rest of the team. The men bet half their salaries on staying alive, and anyone standing at the end of the mission win the purse. Koertner is the head of the team, and he and Wirtz both compete for the affections of their landlady, Margot, played by a somewhat overwrought Martine Carol. This is a predictable story but, given the volatility of the bombs, a lot of suspense. Palance had worked several times with Aldrich and is actually the lead and the good guy rather than the normally heroic Chandler. Both of them are very good. Sobering, and definitely worth seeing.

I watched this in a colorized version (shudder, I know!), but I guess it's better than nothing!! This is yet another war-themed film for Aldrich but a novel one, dealing with a six-man bomb-disposal unit in Germany after the end of World War II. As such, it's much closer in spirit to the stark (and often hysterical) ATTACK! (1956) than the sweeping blockbusters - THE DIRTY DOZEN (1967) and TOO LATE THE HRO (1970; see review above) - of the next decade. Indeed, here, Jack Palance is again given a sympathetic role - while Jeff Chandler, uncharacteristically, essays the villainous type. Interestingly, the film was made by Britain's House of Horror - Hammer Films (in association with United Artists) - with shooting taking place at Germany's celebrated UFA studios! Plot-wise, however, the film is somewhat contrived: Palance and Chandler hate each other's guts but still lodge together and, of course, fall for their attractive - and lonely - French landlady (Martine Carol); by the end, only they have survived their dangerous line of work and the two face-off in a literally explosive climax! While no classic, it's professionally handled and has undeniable moments of power (one of the deaths is filmed in a way that we never see the man's face but, when the remaining members of the group are reconvened, we realize that Wesley Addy is missing; Chandler's story about his uncle teaching him to always look out for himself first and how the latter was the first to suffer for it).

To put this in context, I saw this in an outdoor theater at the Marine base at Camp Pendelton, California in 1959. I can't tell you how many movies I have seen in my life time, and how very few I remember. This is the movie that came to my mind when I read of Jack Palance's death. It was a guy film all the way, I mean Jeff Chandler and Jack Palance in the same flick? Too much. After nearly 50 years, I still remember so well how the film had me sitting on the edge of my seat. The suspense related to "will this bomb go off and kill the guy" was tremendous. Remember that in it's original form the film was black and white. I can still remember the details of the defusing of the bombs, and how sometimes it worked and sometimes it didn't. A fine movie in it's time.

"Ten Seconds to Hell" doesn't fit into the category of films I usually watch and review, but I couldn't resist the names involved in the production, and neither the intriguing storyline. The film is a Hammer production, for starters, and directed by none other than Robert Aldrich. This man made two of my all-time favorites, with "Whatever Happened to Baby Jane" and "Hush, Hush... Sweet Charlotte", and I also absolutely love lead star Jack Palance; - although I think I'm more a fan of his choice of roles rather than for his performances. After the war, six German soldiers freshly released from a British prison camp arrive in Berlin and accept jobs as bomb disposal unit for non-exploded Allied explosives laying all over the destroyed capital. As if their task isn't hazardous enough yet, the two macho squad leaders (Palance and Chandler) turn it into a gambling game. Brilliant idea, although it feels rather weird to see bona-fide American actors (some of which with Jewish heritage, even) depict German soldiers without any sort of accent whatsoever. The bomb dismantling sequences are extremely tense and nerve-wrecking, obviously, but the rest of the script - and ditto for the performances - is tedious and should have been a lot more energetic. Ernest Laszlo's grim cinematography is definitely a big plus.

Ten Seconds To Hell is a story about six former German soldiers who have the dirty job of defusing all the unexploded bombs that the RAF Bomber Command under Arthur 'Bomber' Harris left in Berlin post World War II. During the late hostilities these men incurred the wrath of the Nazis, but apparently not enough to warrant a concentration camp. Or maybe someone got the bright idea that a person truly expendable in the eyes of the Third Reich was just the kind you want for this work. The six who are led by Jack Palance and Jeff Chandler are working for the British Army and get a salary and extra food rations coupons, something most useful in a devastated Berlin. But this is a fatalistic group and Chandler proposes a kind of tontine with their salaries as the work has a high fatality rate, last man standing collects the pot. Of course the last two standing are Palance and Chandler as per the screen billing. These two got a rivalry going over Martine Carol who gets those tired war weary hormones into overdrive. Not clear whether she's part of the tontine, but she'll take what comes. Ten Seconds To Hell could have been a much better film and certainly the bomb defusing scenes have tension built in. But the execution seems to fall flat though the cast gives it their best shot.

I found this film on the shelf at the local video store in a nondescript white box which listed only the title, the two leads, and only mentioned that it was a Hammer film. I had no idea what it was about. But I was curious about a Hammer film that starred Jack Palance and Jeff Chandler, so I decided to rent it. I did not regret it. I at first thought it would be a British crime thriller. Little did I expect it to be a post WW2 drama about a group of former German soldiers in charge of a bomb disposal unit. I won't go any further into the plot since the previous reviewer says most of whats important to know. The first half of this film is a bit slow, but then picks up speed and becomes really interesting. It was also interesting to see a reversal in roles for the two leads; Jack Palance who usually played villains, plays the hero here, while Jeff Chandler, who usually played heroes,plays the heavy in this one. The one thing that intrigues me about this film, is how an American director, a mostly American cast, ended up making a film produced by a British film company with a British crew, shot on locations in Berlin, with interiors shot at Berlins UFA studios.

TEN SECONDS TO HELL is one of the most atypical Hammer films I can remember seeing. Other than a few technical credits this has no connection to other Hammer films whatsoever. It's a post-war thriller, shot in Germany by Hollywood director Robert Aldrich, with an American cast including Jack Palance and Jeff Chandler. The film is very much like THE HURT LOCKER of its day, featuring a bomb squad working through the ruins of a bombed-out Berlin, striving to save the populace from unexploded ordnance. What follows is a character-based study in duty, camaraderie and fear, bolstered by some fine bomb-defusing suspense sequences. Chandler and Palance work well together and if this isn't as good as THE HURT LOCKER that's no surprise; it's still gripping for its day.