Imagine me saying that a Van Johnson, Deborah Kerr film was awful. It's true folks. This was one miserable film.
In war ravaged England the two of them begin an affair only for Ms. Kerr to end it in thanks to the Lord when Maurice (Johnson) survives a bombing.
The two of them engage in absolute endless talk. The film falls into a discussion regarding the lord and all other kinds of philosophy. Kerr gives an emotionally restrained performance in her usual sing-song diction.
As Sarah in this film, there is no great chemical reaction between her and Maurice.
As her suffering husband, an English civil servant, Peter Cushing is adequate but the dialogue is ridiculous.
John Mills is real dead pan as an investigator.
When a husband hires a detective to investigate a cheating wife, that can be believed. When a former lover does this, you have to wonder.
Am wondering if Van Johnson was using this film as a pre-test to the much better "Miracle in the Rain" which occurred the following year. Two deaths coming during rainstorms is more than quite incidental.
In war ravaged England the two of them begin an affair only for Ms. Kerr to end it in thanks to the Lord when Maurice (Johnson) survives a bombing.
The two of them engage in absolute endless talk. The film falls into a discussion regarding the lord and all other kinds of philosophy. Kerr gives an emotionally restrained performance in her usual sing-song diction.
As Sarah in this film, there is no great chemical reaction between her and Maurice.
As her suffering husband, an English civil servant, Peter Cushing is adequate but the dialogue is ridiculous.
John Mills is real dead pan as an investigator.
When a husband hires a detective to investigate a cheating wife, that can be believed. When a former lover does this, you have to wonder.
Am wondering if Van Johnson was using this film as a pre-test to the much better "Miracle in the Rain" which occurred the following year. Two deaths coming during rainstorms is more than quite incidental.