That was an excellent one.

Self-important, over-dramatic, uninspired.

At first rather annoying in its heavy emphasis on reenactments, this movie ultimately proves fascinating, simply because the complicated, highly dramatic tale it tells still almost defies belief.

There is, somehow, an interesting story here, as well as some good acting. There are also some good scenes

Everyone here is a tough crowd criticizing this movie. I remember seeing it as a young kid and it made quite an impact on me. Everything seemed so real in it. I watched it again today and looked up the illnesses that the young girl from an Asian island and the guy that was a mercy killing had. They were real diseases that might have occurred in 1962. The scene where the woman has her baby was the first time I saw something close to a real birth. I remembered her scene even as I had my own baby years ago. It seemed very well acted! I also appreciated the interracial aspect of this movie that had such a good mix of non lead characters. Pity, they weren't the leads but still, great progress for the time. It must have been a cutting edge movie at the time because it still is has interesting themes for us. It was very ahead of its time. I enjoyed it immensely!

Based on a novel concerning the trials and tribulations of a gaggle of medical interns at a large metropolitan hospital, this busy, multi-character soap opera entertains in fits and starts, ultimately winding up rather pat and not that memorable. Callan plays an eager beaver, juggling a rich and sexy girlfriend (Helm) with an older, spinsterish nurse (Bard) who he thinks can help further his career. Robertson is a self-assured, older intern who gets mired in the problems of a troubled model (Parker.) MacArthur plays an idealistic guy who longs to have his own clinic and who falls for perky nurse Powers. Adams is a party animal who is tamed by terminally ill patient Davalos. Finally, Harareet is the lone female intern, who faces prejudice from the male-heavy establishment, particularly Savalas. Ebson is on hand as well to help reign in the boisterous, overworked doctors in training, meaning that the interns are presided over by Kojak and Barnaby Jones. Other story threads include a paralyzed man (Brocco) who longs to die and a nurse (Stevens) who throws one dilly of a New Years Eve party. The film opens with what had to be some pretty frenetic editing for 1962. Glimpses of the interns at work flash rather quickly on the screen. Afterwards, the film settles down to a pretty standard level of drama, strife and mild comic relief. Highlights of the film include the crowded party sequence (with its exaggerated bits of faux debauchery), an almost surreal birthing sequence with MacArthur getting his hands wet for the first time and a hysterically over-the-top meltdown scene with Callan when something doesn't go his way. The film touches upon some very controversial topics along the way such as abortion, euthanasia and drug abuse, but the script is so scattershot and the acting so ham-handed by some of the participants that these don't end up having very much impact. There seem to be just a few too many characters and story lines present for any one of them to really hit home the way it should. Ironically, the one storyline that gets the shortest shrift (Harareet's) turns out to be one of the most affecting thanks to some sincere acting on her part and the able support from Savalas. As is to be expected from a glossy soap like this from 1962, there are a few unintentional laughs along the way. Adams gives Davalos a mechanized toy that is so unbelievably annoying and excruciating, one can only assume that it caused her to take a turn for the worst. Also, for a film dedicated to the medical profession and the saving of lives, it's unreal to watch the ungodly quantities of cigarettes consumed throughout. A perennially pregnant woman not only smokes, but drinks! It's an entertaining couple of hours, and inspired a sequel, but is unlikely to stay in the memory for too long after viewing.

Group of medical interns (one woman and the rest men) and future nurses (all women) begin their duties at a large city hospital, cracking wise, planning parties, butting heads, and smoking pipes, cigars and cigarettes (Chesterfields, to be exact). Telly Savalas is the ego-driven chief surgeon who doesn't like women doctors ("You take up room in our hospitals until you fall in love with the wet diapers and the hot stove!"); Nick Adams is the resident goof-off (a cliché by now), however the worst offender in this medical casualty is director David Swift, lumping together more unimportant vignettes and crude slabs of 'comedy' than most TV soaps put together. The script, adapted from the bestseller by Richard Frede, hasn't an iota of natural conversation in it, and the look of the picture is flat and dull. Followed in 1964 by a sequel, "The NEW Interns", and in 1970 by a short-lived TV series. *1/2 from ****

This film is an excellent drama depicting the challenges faced by wannabe doctors who first need to complete their Internships before they can really get to practice. It depicts the internal struggles of greed, racism and personal ethics. The best part of the whole movie is the wild party that takes place on New Year's Eve. There is lots of booze, lots of dancing, loud music, crazy antics and even a drunken stripper. It is the kind of party that most of us would probably do anything to get invited to.