This is a quintessentially English film bursting with charm, warmth, and, Yes, decency. It's very much along the lines of Quiet Wedding and Brief Encounter but whilst they extolled an England that never really existed Tawny Pipit was shot in Lower Slaughter and is hardly changed more than a half century later. Rosamund John, one of the finest actresses to grace British films in the 1940s is breathtakingly lovely with a youth and naivety totally absent from her 'Toddy' in The Way To The Stars which she shot only a year later. Only the British could make - or indeed obtain finance for - a film in which an entire village unite to ensure that the eggs of a rare breed of bird are allowed to hatch. Pure enchantment.
Review of Tawny Pipit
