One of those "it just clicks" film. Very strong source material, one of Coward's best plays, given loving treatment from skilled collaborators - David Lean, Ronald Neame, Tony Havelock-Allen, Robert Krasker, Celia Johnson, Trevor Howard.
The ace in the hole is Johnson with her average appeal, gorgeous eyes that switch from every day living to love, to passion, to terror, to devastation. It's one of the great performances. Trevor Howard is very good too - he just doesn't have Johnson's eyes. Or POV in terms of storytelling.
You can mock this if in the mood.
Lovingly shot. Great little performances from Johnson's dim sexless husband who does realise something is going on, and Howard's slimy mate who loans him an apartment.
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