Annoying semi-Brit does everything wrong upon entering West Point, the cliched arrogant, egotistic smart aleck. But it's Hollywood, so of course things are gonna change. How they change is the point and George Bruce, who created the story and wrote the screenplay, has indeed created something, a different take on that cliched beginning.
This movie is rather early in the careers of some very fine actors, including star Louis Hayward, lovely Joan Fontaine, brash and youthful Tom Brown, and one of my favorites, Richard Carlson.
As his bio here at IMDb attests, Carlson started out strong and his performance here is just excellent. He is intriguing to watch with his little byplay when others are the actual center of attention. But years later, he is often stiff or just too mild, almost non-participating in too many roles. Apparently his war years in the military were damaging.
Director Alfred E. Green and cinematographer Robert H. Planck make the most of the athletic events, especially the ice hockey scenes. Even though a few shots seem to be process, they are brief and excitingly cut, and when the sprays of ice splatter into the camera, we are made to feel right there on the frozen surface with the players.
This movie is good enough by and for itself. Some of the alleged rules at West Point were either wrongly portrayed or have changed, but we can accept poetic license and enjoy what is on screen, and even view it as history.compared to today.
I do recommend "The Duke of West Point," and there is a fair print at YouTube.
