Mare Nostrum (Our Sea) is a war picture. It’s war stuff from a naval angle and not too potent in the telling.
Mare Nostrum was a book (by Blasco Ibanez); but those viewing it with no memories and an open mind are liable to find in the story many uninteresting passages plus the handicap of not a single principal character either demanding or holding sympathy. Thus almost immediately the ‘love interest’ is debatable, inasmuch as the woman in the case, Freya (Alice Terry) is a German spy, and the man, Ulysses (Antonio Moreno), a Spanish sea captain who deserts his home for her.
Ingram remained abroad a long time to make this one, and few will deny that he has turned out a picturesque gem. Barcelona, Pompeii, Naples, Marseilles – they’re all there ‘in the flesh’, and it’s pretty work. But landscapes can’t and don’t make a picture which runs just five minutes short of two hours.