ClassicMovieholic Moby Dick with sex appeal. Another adaptation of The Pardoner's Tale (men turned against each other by greed) to a different historical context, a la The Treasure of the Sierra Madre. Here the setting is a South Seas island and a whaling vessel in the 1850s, with a bag of pearls (especially an enormous black one) standing in for gold. Stewart Granger and Robert Taylor play off of each other well in a Cain and Abel dynamic. Ann Blythe makes good eye candy in a wardrobe of interesting period textiles, as the unfortunately named "Pris." Interesting to see a nineteenth-century set movie involving a woman at sea. Betta St. John is smoldering as her dark counterpart "The Native Girl," in politically incorrect grease paint. Other things to recommend it are Oscar-nominated cinematography, Lewis Stone's last film appearance, a rousing action score, and a harrowing whale chase with a rubber model complete with flippable fluke. Lots of great ship shots as well, and really remarkable art direction. A presumably authentic sequence of a whale being butchered and boiled for oil is a highlight, and has more grit and realism than one expects from these florid, high-seas romances. It seems the beach shots were filmed on location in Jamaica, a bit of a let-down because I was hoping I might catch some familiar Hawaii scenery, but they are beautiful and passable as Pacific locales nonetheless. The film looses momentum a bit toward the end, but on the whole it's more interesting and better done than many of the genre.

krocheav I had waited for many years to see this film, and when it turned up on TCM my wife and I jumped at the opportunity. It's hard to believe that MGM could have turned out such a poor production.The basic story is interesting, the shots of ships at sea are grand, (albeit too few) George Folsey's nominated Cinematography pleases the eye ~ but it's all let down by a pedestrian screenplay, (Harry Brown was not up to the task) limp direction by Richard Thorpe, and 'by the numbers' acting. Everyone looked as if they knew they were making a dud. Taylor had turned in many fine performances, both before and after 'All the Brothers': "The Mortal Storm" - a true 1940's Gem (the film that caused Goebbels to ban screenings of MGM pictures in German territories!) "Devil's Doorway" '50 (while perhaps miscast as an Indian, was still very effective) then after: "Saddle the Wind" etc.As for 'Brothers', he looks as if he were only doing it to honor a contract. It seemed much the same with Granger, who had moments looking like he wished it was all over...not one of his better performances (ie: "Bhowani Junction") Ann Blyth was worthy of better material, she had very few good moments and even less good lines, and while Betta St John was very appealing playing a native girl, shes wasted as an actress. "All the Brothers..." quite clearly shows major film making in decline. MGM only a few years on would be heading for receivership.... Strong, story driven scripts, were giving way to more graphic violence and superficial details. My wife gave up half way through. This is one time Leonard Maltin got his review right. Following the war years, it seemed much of the creative passion had subsided, and fewer people cared all that much. This all pointed toward Television, bringing with it more low brow artificial trends, leading to todays 'comercially stylized' film making.The terrible print screened by TCM Australia did not help. The vivid Technicolor had been cheaply transfered and reduced to a dull, lifeless shadow of the original. The image focus was soft and fuzzy, the audio was equally poor.Congratulations though, are due to TCM in the USA, by showing some respect for it's viewing audience. Their watermark (station ID) is supered over the image for 30seconds only every hour or so. This offers the paying customer better appreciation of good composition, with far less overall distraction. They also seem to have little, or no 'Automatic Volume Leveling' devices on their sound tracks, so there's less unwanted hiss during the quieter moments. When will TCM Australia get it right and offer its paying customers the quality they deserve? Little wonder so many folk I've spoken to, tell me they've cancelled their subscription.I'm still with it, but if it doesn't improve, don't know for how much longer. As for 'The Valiant Bros" if you're un-demanding, it may help pass or waste some time.

Robert J. Maxwell Taylor is captain of a whaling ship in the south Pacific. His wife, Anne Blythe, is also aboard to keep Taylor from getting too nervous. The crew are a mixed lot. Somewhere along the way Taylor's ship picks up Taylor's brother, Stewart Granger, who left home long ago to pursue various unsavory adventures, leaving behind a history of family friction.Granger relates a tale of falling in with a couple of douche bags, Kurt Kaszner and James Whitmore, who show him a stash of pearls in the lagoon of an island inhabited by hostile natives. Before they can make off with the millions of dollars of rare pearls, the two miscreants are killed and Granger barely escapes alive.Back aboard Taylor's ship, Granger invites him to forget about any past frictions and join him in getting the pearls. Forget the whaling business. It sounds pretty good to Anne Blythe, who has always had a bit of a crush on the roguish Granger, but Taylor's face is grim as he declares that he, the captain, will carry out the ship's mission, which is to kill whales.Stewart seduces Blythe and incites a mutiny. That's the kind of guy he is. There is a knockabout fist fight, and Granger changes sides to fight side by side with his brother and -- well, medical discretion forbids the revelation of additional plot details, but, this being a 1950s movie, you can guess the ending.Interesting to see Stewart Granger in the role of irresponsible and light-hearted adventurer, kind of an Errol Flynn role. Robert Taylor's acting makes a quantum leap in this film -- he manages to suggest two emotions at the same time. As an actress, Anne Blythe had a pretty voice.The score is by Miklos Rozsa. You can tell from the moment that first signature six-note phrase appears. We're told Rozsa was a musical prodigy. There's no reason to doubt it, but he recycled the same tone and even the same melodies from one movie to the next. Dmitri Tiomkin was also distinctive, but you can tell one score from another. "The Guns of Navarron" doesn't sound like "Red River." But here, if you close your eyelids, you find you're watching "Ben Hur" unroll on their interiors.I hate to sound too sarcastic about this but it really is a dated by-product of the old Hollywood. It seems to have been ground out like a Sonic Burger. Everyone wears clean clothes. The men are closely shaved except those who look like supporting players and extras who have been instructed to grow beards so they look villainous. The tans are not from the weather but from Max Factor. After a monstrous gut-busting fist fight, nobody has a mark on him -- and this was after "Shane". The scenes aboard ship are studio bound. There's not a puff of wind.Strictly routine.

alexandre michel liberman (tmwest) This film has quite a good story by Ben Ames Williams, which was competently brought to the screen. Robert Taylor is the "good" brother and Stewart Granger the "bad" one. Ann Blyth is the woman who marries Taylor thinking Granger is dead. Three years later Granger and Taylor would star in "The Last Hunt" with a reversal of roles: Granger as the "good" guy and Taylor the "bad". There are two aspects of this film which create a strong impression:1)the destructive relationship between the brothers, which started in childhood with Granger always taking for himself Taylor's toys. Now Granger wants to take away Taylor's ship and also his wife. 2)How Granger is able to seduce Ann Blyth by making her think her husband is a coward. Blyth is a bit too "angelical" for her role, when you see the ship you have the feeling you are seeing a miniature on MGM's tank, but both Granger and Taylor are excellent. Great entertainment.