I went easier on this the second time. But still... Janet Munro is a woman who dares to hope for something more. She's raped while unconscious, gets pregnant, moves out, hooks up with John Strider, who is kind of shown to be the perfect man, who loves her. But he's also controlling, doesn't want her to go out, throttles her when she makes fun of him, is dull... at the end he goes off happily with his new girl while she's killed herself with tablets.
Her great crime is not wanting to me a mediocre idiot settling for nothing. The film punishes her. But it also states her case. It's hard to forget the image of John Strider being happy while her ambulance rushes past.
Alan Badel is terrifically engimatic as a producer who lures her.
Fascinating film in many ways in that it's sympathetic to its heroine but also hates her. It seems to endorse its dull male lead but enough sneaks through that he's a horrible person.
A flop. Peter Cotes was sacked during filming.
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