Saw this on Talking Pictures recently, and what a joy to watch! Not so much for the story itself, but the atmosphere of the time which was faithfully captured. This film is set in my own childhood and the little details were fantastic. The hand-made wooden trolley (go-cart), the wind-up gramophone, the collecting of horse manure from the road, beer straight from the keg. Even the use of old Nissen huts as playgrounds. All rang bells with me. The plot itself is definitely social comment involving two young boys making the most of their childhood in difficult circumstances. Both have lost a parent or parents and live in quite squalid conditions on an abandoned American army camp. However, their surroundings are quite rural and sylvan allowing them to indulge their own fantasies., including paddling a raft, unsupervised, to an island where they have a tree-house. Unfortunately, Cliff, the younger boy, is obsessed with guns and comes across a real revolver containing live ammunition. The story takes an obvious turn resulting in trouble for a young man. After the other boy, Willy, falls from a tree, Cliff tries to run for it. He is found by the kindly investigating detective, and the whole story comes out, clearing the young man of any wrongdoing. Simple, but effective, and in its way a powerful argument for responsible gun control.
Review of Game of Danger
