I watched this because it was on a BBC TV channel and so would not contain any adverts; it was also conveniently short. I expected nothing and all the way through I got nothing. I might even have dozed a little, but fortunately had it on record. I thought the lead actor was too tall and his wife was too thin, and neither of them, or anyone else in the film tried to act: very much as though they were on the stage. I vaguely recognized some of the actors and I read somewhere it was directed by Preminger, who had made some of the truly outstanding films of my youth. It ended and I went to bed, just a little puzzled. And then I couldn't sleep. I gradually came to realize I had been fooled. The cunning bastard had sneaked an amazing missile under my indolence and wrecked my life for a while. If you don't want to be grabbed and tormented, then don't watch this film.
Review of The Human Factor
