My Dad saw this film with other American soldiers of the US Third Army in a town in newly liberated France on September 20, 1944. He wrote this in a letter to my Mom on the same day: "At twelve-thirty, a truckload of fellows went into a nearby small town to see a picture show. Today's was the first show I've seen in France. It was Seven Days Ashore, and I found it quite amusing. You may have seen it weeks or months ago. It was the involved plot of boy and girl in-out-and-in love, but of course everything turned out as beautifully as we've known it for five years plus, without the "out" -- just "in"-in-in love. The show was in a large barn; men were crammed in every nook, cranny, and corner. It was quite some sight, and I really enjoyed sharing in the big laughs."
Review of Seven Days Ashore
