This film has been undeservedly overshadowed by that other classic British film on the supernatural 'Dead of Night'.
Efficiently directed by Leslie Norman, who gets good performances out of all the actors, it is that best of supernatural films, a film about ideas and characters caught up in an increasingly mysterious, ominous and threatening situation rather than a conventional ghost or horror story, or collection of such stories as in Dead of Night'. The scripting is excellent, as it should be from the pen of RC Sheriff who wrote the classic WWI story Journey's End. It is fascinating to learn that the inspiration for the film was an actual premonition recounted by a senior RAF officer Victor Goddard.
The true film about the supernatural is my view a film not so much about ghosts or demons but about ideas and philosophical concepts as the characters find themselves locked into a supernatural drama of Fate over which they realise with mounting unease, even fear they have no control. That a dream which was recounted at a party with which they all become familiar - the gradual revelation to each of them is nicely paced - may be presaging the fatal air crash in which they may all perish.
Most of the characters are the British at their most famously pragmatic; the Air Marshal (stolidly played by Michael Redgrave, for the most part, but who himself gives a marvellous suggestion of barely controlled hysteria towards the end of the film as he tries to order the captain of the doomed flight to go against the latter's better judgement as to how to handle a crash landing), the pilots, the young lady secretary, the aide to the Air Marshal (played by Denholm Elliott in a nicely judged performance subtly suggesting how his character, as a former Battle of Britain pilot, is suffering from what later would be called post-traumatic stress disorder). Underneath, however, you sense in each of them a backstory in which given sufficient prodding by fate as occurs in this story their characters would inevitably begin to betray doubts as whether to the world which they usually inhabit is quite as they would like to believe. That the British stiff upper lip and lack of imagination has its limits. There is a marvellous saying by the British scientist J.B.S. Haldane I would like to quote here. "I have a suspicion that the world is not only stranger than we conceive but stranger than we can conceive."
Alexander Knox is particularly effective as the outwardly rational Civil Servant who is repressing inner demons, possibly created or exacerbated by his time as a POW, which increasingly cause him to feel, as the dream unfolds, that he is hardly in control of his own life. Michael Hordern is excellent value as the dreamer of the dream whose recounting of which at the party, sets the whole plot in motion. Hordern manages to slyly suggest something supernatural about his character, even though he is an officer in the British Navy, something of what they call in mythology 'the trickster spirit'.
Efficiently directed by Leslie Norman, who gets good performances out of all the actors, it is that best of supernatural films, a film about ideas and characters caught up in an increasingly mysterious, ominous and threatening situation rather than a conventional ghost or horror story, or collection of such stories as in Dead of Night'. The scripting is excellent, as it should be from the pen of RC Sheriff who wrote the classic WWI story Journey's End. It is fascinating to learn that the inspiration for the film was an actual premonition recounted by a senior RAF officer Victor Goddard.
The true film about the supernatural is my view a film not so much about ghosts or demons but about ideas and philosophical concepts as the characters find themselves locked into a supernatural drama of Fate over which they realise with mounting unease, even fear they have no control. That a dream which was recounted at a party with which they all become familiar - the gradual revelation to each of them is nicely paced - may be presaging the fatal air crash in which they may all perish.
Most of the characters are the British at their most famously pragmatic; the Air Marshal (stolidly played by Michael Redgrave, for the most part, but who himself gives a marvellous suggestion of barely controlled hysteria towards the end of the film as he tries to order the captain of the doomed flight to go against the latter's better judgement as to how to handle a crash landing), the pilots, the young lady secretary, the aide to the Air Marshal (played by Denholm Elliott in a nicely judged performance subtly suggesting how his character, as a former Battle of Britain pilot, is suffering from what later would be called post-traumatic stress disorder). Underneath, however, you sense in each of them a backstory in which given sufficient prodding by fate as occurs in this story their characters would inevitably begin to betray doubts as whether to the world which they usually inhabit is quite as they would like to believe. That the British stiff upper lip and lack of imagination has its limits. There is a marvellous saying by the British scientist J.B.S. Haldane I would like to quote here. "I have a suspicion that the world is not only stranger than we conceive but stranger than we can conceive."
Alexander Knox is particularly effective as the outwardly rational Civil Servant who is repressing inner demons, possibly created or exacerbated by his time as a POW, which increasingly cause him to feel, as the dream unfolds, that he is hardly in control of his own life. Michael Hordern is excellent value as the dreamer of the dream whose recounting of which at the party, sets the whole plot in motion. Hordern manages to slyly suggest something supernatural about his character, even though he is an officer in the British Navy, something of what they call in mythology 'the trickster spirit'.