Every now and then you have the experience of just sitting down and discovering a film. It happened for me in the early 90s, sitting down and watching this on television. I knew nothing about it and the film just wrapped me up in its arms and embraced me. Years gone on and the affection I have for it remains undimmed: Wendy Hiller’s forthright protagonist, Roger Livesley’s decent lord, the supporting characters (eccentrics but without wacky-ness or twee-ness), the wonderful location photography, a genuinely thrilling boat-in-a-storm sequence (location footage intercut with studio stuff – certainly a lot more realistic than anything Hollywood was going at the time). My favourite bits: Livesley’s declaration that “I don’t mind”, Pamela Brown going “money isn’t everything”, the old couple who can’t say anything at the end just covered in love. Wonderful.
Monday, January 21, 2008
Movie review – “I Know Where I’m Going” (1945) *****
Every now and then you have the experience of just sitting down and discovering a film. It happened for me in the early 90s, sitting down and watching this on television. I knew nothing about it and the film just wrapped me up in its arms and embraced me. Years gone on and the affection I have for it remains undimmed: Wendy Hiller’s forthright protagonist, Roger Livesley’s decent lord, the supporting characters (eccentrics but without wacky-ness or twee-ness), the wonderful location photography, a genuinely thrilling boat-in-a-storm sequence (location footage intercut with studio stuff – certainly a lot more realistic than anything Hollywood was going at the time). My favourite bits: Livesley’s declaration that “I don’t mind”, Pamela Brown going “money isn’t everything”, the old couple who can’t say anything at the end just covered in love. Wonderful.
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