Since Beau Geste (and before) whenever the French Foreign Legion makes an appearance in fiction the result is throbbing, highpitch melodrama. The Legion, in its new headquarters on Corsica, is the object of it all. Gentleman jockey Richard Graham becomes a gentleman counterspy preventing those who wish to take over the Legion and use it as an army of insurrection. This is an O.A.S. mess complete with a tragically incomplete love affair. Le cafard concoction.