Gregory Peck is "Harry Street", a successful writer confined to bed on an African hunting trip after an accident. Drifting in and out of lucidity, and tended by wife "Helen" (Rita Hayward) he reflects on his life and loves. Much of his recollection focusses on "Cynthia" (Ava Gardner), the woman he loved but lost to his determination to be a successful author and to the Spanish Civil War. The author feels his life somewhat empty, worthless even, but can the efforts of his wife with all of her devotion bring him to his senses? The story is an amalgam of two Hemingway stories that knit together nicely, the photography does justice to the settings - grand Kenyan wilderness to Parisian scenes and it has a pleasing Bernard Herrmann score that adds much richness to the whole look. The retrospective, episodic, style of narrative doesn't' help the pace of the story though. At times it drags, and the acting seems oddly sterile for a story that is so essentially visceral. Even at his most impassioned, Peck struggled with parts that required him to demonstrate any sort of emotion; and even with two of cinema's most noted experts in that field working with him here, it still struggles to catch fire. There is some action around the Civil War scenarios, but mostly this is a fairly faithful representation of the books delivering a modestly engaging introspection from a man who's led an interesting life.