After reading the first review of this film I was tempted to say that the reviewer should have gone to Specsavers. Talking about 'the lovely Rita Tushingham' made me think this. She may have been a good actress, but lovely she certainly wasn't. Mike Sarne used this film as a vehicle to prove that not only he couldn't sing, but couldn't act either. The one saving grace for me as someone who worked in Bethnal Green around this time the film was made was the jogging of my memory of streets, neighbourhood and people long gone. The sight of Doris Hare belittling Bernard Lee at the family meal table was as embarrassing as the bedroom clinch they later shared. The scene where Lee sets light to the Christmas decorations is just laughable and how Sarne and Tushingham spent time canoodling in a derelict bombed out building probably running alive with rats was as ridiculous as casting John Slater as the local gangster. Like Lee who played an escapologist (not a very good one at that)who struggled to free himself of the chains he was bound by, I couldn't get out of the cinema quick enough!
Review of A Place to Go
