A Canterbury Tale (1944)
Country: GB
Technical: bw 124m
Director: Michael Powell, Emeric Pressburger
Cast: Eric Portman, Sheila Sim, John Sweet, Dennis Price, Esmond Knight
Synopsis:
Two Sergeants and a Land Army girl meet on the way to Canterbury and make the acquaintance of a wistful JP who puts glue on girls' hair but who gives them a better appreciation of their blessings.
Review:
By all accounts an unusual film, but one which brims with its makers' love of England and their sense of what, in the context of WW2, we were fighting for. It is for that no less obscure in intent than Olivier's Henry V. The pace is European, though, and it is able, thanks to the risks it takes (hardly any light for the first 10 minutes, for instance), to evoke far more than it reveals.
Country: GB
Technical: bw 124m
Director: Michael Powell, Emeric Pressburger
Cast: Eric Portman, Sheila Sim, John Sweet, Dennis Price, Esmond Knight
Synopsis:
Two Sergeants and a Land Army girl meet on the way to Canterbury and make the acquaintance of a wistful JP who puts glue on girls' hair but who gives them a better appreciation of their blessings.
Review:
By all accounts an unusual film, but one which brims with its makers' love of England and their sense of what, in the context of WW2, we were fighting for. It is for that no less obscure in intent than Olivier's Henry V. The pace is European, though, and it is able, thanks to the risks it takes (hardly any light for the first 10 minutes, for instance), to evoke far more than it reveals.
Country: GB
Technical: bw 124m
Director: Michael Powell, Emeric Pressburger
Cast: Eric Portman, Sheila Sim, John Sweet, Dennis Price, Esmond Knight
Synopsis:
Two Sergeants and a Land Army girl meet on the way to Canterbury and make the acquaintance of a wistful JP who puts glue on girls' hair but who gives them a better appreciation of their blessings.
Review:
By all accounts an unusual film, but one which brims with its makers' love of England and their sense of what, in the context of WW2, we were fighting for. It is for that no less obscure in intent than Olivier's Henry V. The pace is European, though, and it is able, thanks to the risks it takes (hardly any light for the first 10 minutes, for instance), to evoke far more than it reveals.