Chrysler Theatre goes with the old plot of men in wartime, defusing bombs in this well-acted but oh so cliched drama. It's a case of "been there, done that".
Robert Wagner is well-cast as the brash anti-hero, a Canadian soldier lent to the British to work on a very dangerous mission in Ireland. The Gerrys have a new mine that is wreaking havoc with shipping during World War II, and there are a couple of unexploded ones to experiment on in order to discover how to make them safe without getting "blowed up" in the process.
It seems like James Donald was inevitable casting as his British counterpart -I can't think of another actor who better embodies the stiff upper lip mentality. Add in Sally Ann Howes as Bob's combative romantic interest, and soon the corny attitudes and situations start piling up, like seaweed on the beach where the main action occurs.
When the key dismantling process, with the two men working in parallel in a deadly type of trial and error, is underway the show is certainly suspenseful, and the climax of the drama satisfying. But certain dramatic cliche plots, such as this one, or "the family gathered for the reading of the will", or "the teens staying overnight in the haunted house" need to be locked away in some time capsule, though Hollywood can't resist dusting them off and trottng them out from time to time.