| Index | 10 reviews in total |
15 out of 17 people found the following review useful:
Court marshal for desertion during WW I of a soldier suffering from battle fatigue., 3 August 1998
![]()
Author:
orion783 from New York, USA
This is a grim portrayal of trench warfare and an officer corps seeking to "set an example" by trying a soldier suffering from battle fatigue for desertion. He has attempted to walk home from France to England after enduring the death of his entire battallion from constant shelling and futile attacks. Scenes shifting from inside the trial and outside in the camp underscore the futility of war and its effects on the men who fight.
12 out of 16 people found the following review useful:
Court Martial following desertion due to shell-shock, 17 November 2000
![]()
Author:
Stephen Tilley (Yellit) from London, England
One of the best stage-to-film adaptions ever.
Made in black-and-white it captures the futility and claustrophobia of life
in the trenches in World War One like no other film. It also gives
compelling insights into the British class system.
This is a 'must see' film for all genuine students of the
medium.
18 out of 28 people found the following review useful:
Less an anti-war film than a critique of portrayals of war., 7 December 2000
![]()
Author:
Alice Liddel (-darragh@excite.com) from dublin, ireland
The last time Britain was a major force in world cinema was in the 1960s; a
documentary of a few years back on the subject was entitled 'Hollywood UK'.
This was the era of the Kitchen Sink, social realism, angry young men; above
all, the theatrical. And yet, ironically, the best British films of the
decade were made by two Americans, Richard Lester and Joseph Losey, who
largely stayed clear of the period's more typical subject matter, which,
like all attempts at greater realism, now seems curiously
archaic.
'King and Country', though, seems to be the Losey film that tries to belong
to its era. Like 'Look Back in Anger' and 'A Taste of Honey', it is based
on a play, and often seems cumbersomely theatrical. Like 'Loneliness of the
long distance runner', its hero is an exploited, reluctantly transgressive
working class lad played by Tom Courtenay. Like (the admittedly brilliant)
'Charge of the Light Brigade', it is a horrified, near-farcical (though
humourless) look at the horrors of war, most particularly its gaping class
injustices.
Private Hamp is a young volunteer soldier at Pachendaele, having served
three years at the front, who is court-martialled for desertion.
Increasingly terrorised by the inhuman pointlessness of trench warfare, the
speedy, grisly, violent deaths of his comrades and the medieval,
rat-infested conditions of his trench, he claims to have emerged dazed from
one gruesome attack and decided to walk home, to England. He is defended by
the archetypal British officer, Captain Hargreaves, who professes disdain
for the man's cowardice, but must do his duty. He attempts to spin a
defence on the grounds of madness, but the upper-crust officers have heard
it all before.
This is a very nice, duly horrifying, liberal-handwringing, middle-class
play. It panders to all the cliches of the Great War - the disgraceful
working-class massacre, while the officers sup whiskey (Haig!) - figured in
some charmingly obvious symbolism: Hargreaves throwing a dying cigarette in
the mud; Hamp hysterically playing blind man's buff.
The sets are picturesquely grim, medieval, a modern inferno, as these men
lie trapped in a never-ending, subterranean labyrinth, lit by hellish fires,
with rats for company and the constant sound of shells and gunfire reminding
them of the outside world.
The play, in a very middle-class way, is not really about the working class
at all - Hamp is more of a symbol, an essence, lying in the dark, desolately
playing his harmonica, a note of humanity in a score of inhumanity. He
doesn't develop as a character. The play is really about Hargreaves, his
realisation of the shabby inadequacy of notions like duty. He develops.
This realisation sends him to drink (tastier than dying!). Like his prole
subordinates, he falls in the mud, just as Hamp is said to have done; he
even says to his superior 'We are all murderers'.
This is all very effective, if not much of a development of RC Sherriff's
creaky 'Journey's End', filmed by James Whale in 1930. Its earnestness and
verbosity may seem a little stilted in the age of 'Paths of Glory' and 'Dr.
Strangelove'; we may feel that 'Blackadder goes forth' is a truer
representation of the Great War. But what I have described is not the film
Losey has made. He is too sophisticated and canny an intellectual for that.
The film opens with a lingering pan over one of those monumental War
memorials you see all over Britain (and presumably Europe), as if to say
Losey is going to question the received ideas of this statue, the human
cost. But what he's really questioning is this play, and its woeful
inadequacy to represent the manifold complexities of the War.
This is Brechtian filmmaking at its most subtle. We are constantly made
aware of the artifice of the film, the theatrical - the stilted dialogue is
spoken with deliberate stiffness; theatrical rituals are emphasised (the
initial interrogation; the court scene, where actors literally tread the
boards, enunciating the predictable speeches; the mirror-play put on by the
hysterical soldiers and the rats; the religious ceremony; the horrible farce
of the execution). Proscenium arches are made prominent, audiences observe
events.
This is a play that would seek to contain, humanise, explain the Great War.
This is a hopeless task, as Losey's provisional apparatus explains, 'real'
photographs of harrowing detritus fading from the screen as if even these
are not enough to convey the War, never mind a well-made, bourgeois play.
Losey's vision may be apocalyptic - it questions the possibility of
representation at all - the various tags of poetry quoted make no impact on
hard men men who rattled them off when young; the Shakespearean duality of
'noble' drama commented on by 'low' comedy, effects no transcendence, no
greater insight.
Losey's camerawork and composition repeatedly breaks our involvement with
the drama, any wish we might have for manly sentimentality; in one
remarkable scene an officer takes an Aubrey Beardsley book from the
cameraman! This idea of the theatrical evidently mirrors the rigid class
'roles' played by the main characters (Hamp's father and grandfather were
cobblers too; presumably Hargreaves' were always Sandhurst cadets). Losey
also takes a sideswipe at the kitchen sink project, by using its tools -
history has borne him out.
3 out of 3 people found the following review useful:
pretty devastating, 19 November 2010
![]()
Author:
blanche-2 from United States
"King & Country," directed by Joseph Losey and released in 1964, is an
unrelenting look at war. The World War I drama concerns a young soldier
(Tom Courtenay) who is being tried for desertion. It's evident that,
after his whole battalion was lost, that the boy was shell-shocked. A
Captain Hargreaves (Dirk Bogarde) is brought in to defend him.
The film has actual photos of dead bodies from the London War Museum
throughout the movie. The setting is freezing cold, wet bunkers with
lots of mud. The men have been jaded to death and suffering and at
times act brutally.
The end of the film is particularly awful, that's the only word I can
think of. Not awful as in it's a bad movie, but awful in the situation.
Tom Courtenay does an excellent job as a wide-eyed young man who really
doesn't realize what he did or what may happen to him as a result; Leo
McKern turns in an excellent performance as a no-nonsense officer. Dirk
Bogarde is wonderful as the captain who goes to the mat for his client
and comes up against a cruel system that seems to have no understanding
of or compassion for human frailty.
Lots of gross stuff in this movie - imagine actually having to endure
it. Excellent directing job by Losey, and a thought-provoking film that
you won't forget quickly, even though you want to.
1 out of 1 people found the following review useful:
Grimly powerful King and Country unrelenting., 19 August 2011
Author:
st-shot from United States
Like the incessant rain King and Country mired in mud and military
litigation is a non stop emotionally powerful film of human spirit
crushed by mechanized war and the necessity to maintain order. It's a
chaotic Paths of Glory closer to the front and just as unjust.
After repeated shellings and engagements with the enemy Pvt. Hamp (Tom
Courtnay) is arrested trying to walk back to England from the
battlefields of Europe. Put on trial for desertion he and his lawyer
Captain Hargreaves (Dirk Borgarde) devise a plan to attempt to save him
from the firing squad. With shelling in the distance court convenes.
A filmed play with much shot in close-up along with a smooth and
unobtrusive camera movement within the claustrophobic confines of the
trenches ( with some telling stills) King and Country is an unrelenting
depiction of absurd sacrifice stopping only for a moment to exterminate
one with those around him scheduled for the same per order to
immediately move out.
Director Losey's anti war tract is one of the most sober and ultimately
powerful of an era when anti-war films flourished with wild absurdities
from King of Hearts to How I Won the War. His inquisitors drab
bureaucrats instead of ogres his stage a rat infested quagmire instead
of a chess board floor of a French Château the film resonates with a
callous, hopeless and to add insult to injury clumsy rush to justice.
Bogarde's Hargreaves is measured and restrained, his pauses and glances
masking incertitude brilliantly. Coutrtnay is outstanding as the born
to lose Hamp. Both touching and frustrating he states his case with a
warped benign logic. Leo Mc Kern's hostile doctor also register's in a
gruff way.
King and Country may not match the scale of All Quiet on the Western
Front or Paths of Glory but Losey's deft and tight handling within it's
limited confine packs every bit as an emotional punch.
1 out of 1 people found the following review useful:
The British Experience In Trench Warfare, 11 June 2011
![]()
Author:
bkoganbing from Buffalo, New York
The obvious comparison that can be made with King & Country is Paths Of
Glory. Both are concerned with people being tried for desertion and
cowardice in World War I. Both are outstanding films though I would
give the edge to Paths Of Glory.
One important distinction must be made. Paths Of Glory is an American
made film with a French setting about wholesale French desertion during
a battle and three guys being courtmartialed and shot as examples. King
& Country is a British film with an American director at the helm about
the British experience in trench warfare encapsulated in the story of
one poor English Tommy.
With the last American dough-boy dying this year, World War I is a
memory now with no first hand account of what it was like in those
trenches. I know the last French veteran also passed away, I'm not sure
of the British forces including those in the Commonwealth. America
entered in 1917 and our Expeditionary force saw its first action in
Belleau Wood in the spring of 1918. By November 11 of that year it was
over. We had six months or so, the Allies and the Central Powers had
four years.
All fought for ground gain measured in yards. A stalemate of opposing
trenches stretching from Belgium to the Swiss border of France. And
both sides throwing everything including poison gas in attempt to break
through and score the decisive knockout blow.
Tom Courtenay plays Private Hamp who just saw the slaughter of his
entire battalion and just went into shell shock and walked out of the
trench in the direction of the coast of France and Great Britain. When
he was caught he became a symbol of resistance to the futility of war
that the British Army could not tolerate.
Like Paths Of Glory the verdict is already fixed though his defense
counsel Dirk Bogarde makes a gallant attempt to save Courtney who is a
total innocent as to the forces around him. One particularly good
supporting performance is that of Leo McKern who plays the officer
bringing the charges. He's a complete fool and there were many like him
in all the armies of World War I who had not the wit or imagination to
just call a halt to the slaughter.
Unlike Paths Of Glory, Dirk Bogarde has a humiliating indignity that
Kirk Douglas did not have placed on him. King & Country is a fine film
showing if not the futility of war itself, the futility of that
particular war that scarred the world for generations and is still
scarring it yet.
2 out of 3 people found the following review useful:
Good but it manages to barely miss the mark., 8 January 2011
![]()
Author:
planktonrules from Bradenton, Florida
"King & Country" is a film about a man who deserted from his unit
during WWI. After over three years of fighting, the naive young man had
frankly had enough and began walking home from France. Considering he
grew up in Britain, he seemed either a bit dumb or just so
psychologically damaged that the impossibility of his task eluded him.
In many ways, this film is reminiscent of the exceptional Stanley
Kubrick film "Paths of Glory"--about an entire unit of French soldiers
who simply refused to fight due to the utter stupidity and waste of
life of this so-called 'Great War'. In fact, both would make an
excellent double-feature.
The film begins with an officer (Dirk Bogarde) being asked to defend a
deserter. It's obvious that he assumes the man is guilty and deserves
to be executed and is doing this only out of obligation. As for the
deserter (Tom Courtenay), he is an odd fellow. While he obviously was
brave for volunteering and fighting in so many god-awful battles, his
reaction to all this is a bit odd--like he doesn't fully appreciate the
horrible predicament he's in at this time. He seems guileless and
naive.
As far as the trial goes, you know that the court must find him guilty
and execute him, lest they admit that the war was a horrible
mistake--futile and an atrocity upon the people....and they certainly
were not about to admit that. It is simply preordained and Bogarde
seems to have little care about the doomed man--he is only doing it out
of obligation--even after he gets to know the man and pleads his case.
Only towards the very end of the story do we see Bogarde regard the man
as anything other than a coward--and then the accumulated horror of the
war and its stupidity is revealed. However, at the same time, the
momentum of the film slows down to a crawl--and the film unfortunately
ends with a bit of a fizzle. Overall, it's quite good in some ways but
just barely misses the mark.
Thank You for Your Service, 7 July 2011
![]()
Author:
wes-connors from Earth
On a World War I battleground, British soldier Tom Courtenay (as Arthur
Hamp) is arrested for desertion, after serving three years in combat.
If convicted, the shell-shocked young man will be shot dead. He is
assigned a military defense attorney Dirk Bogarde (as Hargreaves) who
seems convinced Mr. Courtenay is guilty. However, as the trenches trial
proceeds, Mr. Bogarde becomes more sympathetic regarding his client's
extenuating circumstances. "King and Country" will either spare
Courtenay, or kill him...
Producer/director Joseph Losey does a convincing job with this drama,
though it moves somewhat slowly until the end. Courtenay comes across
as a shell-shocked man who volunteered for the war, and could no longer
do battle after seeing his entire unit wasted away. He's commendable
and understandable, and this shows in Bogarde's astute performance. The
film's point is easily made, with Bogarde's character effectively
leading doubters toward a shattering conclusion. The film, and both
men, won award recognition.
******* King & Country (9/5/64) Joseph Losey ~ Dirk Bogarde, Tom
Courtenay, Leo McKern, Barry Foster
2 out of 5 people found the following review useful:
British soldier is court martialed for desertion., 22 October 2009
![]()
Author:
Robert J. Maxwell (rmax304823@yahoo.com) from Deming, New Mexico, USA
*** This review may contain spoilers ***
In the early 1960s the world of international cinema was in a state of
revolution, what with the French nouvelle vague and the emergence of an
alternative culture in Carnaby Street. In its historical context, this
film, directed by Joseph Losey and starring Tom Courtenay as the skinny
deserter and the aristocratic Dirk Bogarde as his defending officer, is
a bit retrograde.
True, no movie about the First World War has ever seemed quite so
thoroughly drowned in mud -- the rain is constant, the bunker walls run
with water like cataracts, every surface drips -- and there are
multiple shots of dead bodies, including a scene involving a horse
carcass filled with joyous rats.
But otherwise the story is both dismal and predictable. NONE of these
guys on trial for their lives over a stupid and impulsive act ever gets
off -- not Private Slovik, not the four French grunts in Kubrick's
"Paths of Glory," not even Herman Melville's "Billy Budd." How can you
expose the futility of war without someone's dying a pointless death at
the hands of a feckless justice system? Not that Hodson and Jones, the
writers, have caved. The officers of the court are reasonable and just
or, at worst, no more stupid than the men they govern. They're just
following the rules. It's the law that's really on trial.
The action is all studio-bound -- the mud puddles, garbage dumps,
trenches, jails, and bunkers. There are occasional inserts of still
photos to give us some idea of the larger context.
The performances certainly can't be faulted. Courtenay and Bogarde are
both outstanding, and the supporting parts by actors like Barry Foster
(who went on to become the "sex murderer" in Hitchcock's "Frenzy") are
all up to par.
Losey's direction is also hard to fault. The guy has a painter's eye
for composition, and there is a scene in which Bogarde stumbles into
his CO's underground office and the two converse about the trial and
the death verdict. The CO is in the brightly lighted foreground.
Bogarde sits in relative darkness beside him, farther from the camera.
And nobody looks at anyone else. When Bogarde makes an outrageous
remark, the CO barely turns his head before responding with something
like, "A bit short on ceremony, aren't we?" There's a good deal of easy
symbolism too. The other prisoners in the jail manage to catch some of
the many rats feeding off corpses. They capture and torment them. And
Bogarde, on his way to have it out with the CO, the death sentence in
hand, slips to his hands and knees, and for the rest of the scene the
piece of paper is dripping with mud and Bogarde's hands are covered
with filth.
The point of it all is, I suppose, that if a man spends years doing
whatever he is told on the front line, sees all the other members of
his platoon blown to bits, receives a letter informing him that his
wife is betraying him, and walks dizzily away towards home -- we
shouldn't kill him for it.
World War I was one of the world's more mismanaged wars. There was an
impassable line drawn between the ordinary soldier and the officer
class, on both sides. If you lost ten men and the enemy lost eleven,
the victory was yours. Americans seem to have a more difficult time
grasping the significance of World War I, and it's understandable. The
Allies fought the bloodiest battles during the first three years while
American industry profited by selling goods to both sides. Unlike all
the countries of Europe, our was never bombed or shelled. Worse was to
come in another twenty years, of course, but thank God our
understanding of stress responses had become more sophisticated.
5 out of 12 people found the following review useful:
KING AND COUNTRY (Joseph Losey, 1964) ***, 24 August 2006
![]()
Author:
MARIO GAUCI (marrod@melita.com) from Naxxar, Malta
Losey's sole war film is a fine effort but, along the years, it seems
to have been overlooked in write-ups on the director's work; sharing
its taut court-martial scenario with Stanley Kubrick's undeniably
superior PATHS OF GLORY (1957), its gritty look at British Army life
was also the subject of Sidney Lumet's more highly-rated THE HILL
(1965; interestingly enough, both films were made by American
directors!).
That said, Losey's film boasts a top British cast (Dirk Bogarde, Tom
Courtenay, Leo McKern, Barry Foster, James Villiers and Peter Copley)
and the music is provided by harmonica virtuoso Larry Adler; also
notable is Denys Coop's probing camera-work - though, for a
dialogue-driven film, the muddled soundtrack proves a distinct
liability!
Still, its thought-provoking script deals with matters such as how one
can properly discern between cowardice and shell-shock on the
battlefield (the interrogation by Bogarde, as Courtenay's defence
counsel, of pompous doctor McKern is perhaps the film's highlight), and
also questions the reasoning behind the fact that, sometimes, a man
must be sacrificed for the good of the battalion's morale.
In the end, though, the film suffers from a rather slow pace -
particularly when focusing on the mostly irrelevant camaraderie among
Courtenay's fellow soldiers, which often resorts to gratuitous cruelty
towards animals!
| Ratings | Awards | External reviews |
| Plot keywords | Main details | Your user reviews |
| Your vote history |