...bigotry, both racism and religious bigotry.

You bet, all Filipinos are simple minded, superstitious, gullible, fearful, and just loved the American invaders.

You bet, all Muslims are sinister, savage, violent, bloodthirsty, and treacherous. They, living in the Philippines for centuries before it was called that, keep getting referred to as "invaders" while the invading US troops are not.

What's really amusing is that these rebels in the jungle are all built like body builders, while the farmers are all skinny, older, frail men. I wonder where they got the actor playing a suicide attacker, because he was half a foot taller than the one playing the US officer. Circus performer? Mr. Philippines Weight Lifting competition?

It's almost as unbelievable as Niven's veddy British accent while playing an American. Or a US army doctor going on guerilla and scouting expeditions on his own, and outfighting whole rebel units.

This film even fails as an action film. The middle third is very slow, Cooper searching for a cure for a plague. Another long segment is surviving a drought. The love story makes up more tedious slow parts.

The action scenes are perhaps ten minutes total. They are unintentionally funny. The rebel leader goes back and forth between English and the local language when speaking to other rebels.

US troops also build rafts in the middle of a battle, literally in seconds, with no tools in sight. US troops then stand straight up on the rafts while going through the rapids. Filipino rebels, with a life time in the area, quickly fall down.

See it as either a crazy example of bad colonial nostalgia, or unintentional comedy.