Well I saw this movie when I was 16 but all I remembered was the two lead people dancing and their parting at the end, for a reason I couldnt really remember (other than going off back to war). It has haunted me ever since, because of its atmosphere of human hope and bravery (and love of course) in the face of loss and the call to live life now and to the full, which does shine through the gloom, and doom. Lizabeth Scott is superb, she typifies female courage which had to endure in the face of war. Bob Cummings (as Bob Collins) is powerless too but its just their powerlessness that makes them wonderful, and eternal. It reminds me of the British film "The Way to the Stars" (also 1945) for its understatement, and its having a very similar subject matter. Numerous reviews have ponted to the unusual structure of the film - first half light comedy then the film tricks us & moves into an almighty tearjerker. Its a great film and deserves to be better known