Despite success on the field, a rising rugby star senses the emerging emptiness of his life as his inner angst begins to materialize through aggression and brutality, so he attempts to woo his landlady in hopes of finding reason to live.
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Divorced working woman Alex and well-to-do Jewish family doctor Daniel Hirsh share not only the same answering service but also the favours of young Bob Elkin who bed-hops between them as ... See full summary »
A young man, inching his way up from working-class traditions via a white-collar job, finds himself trapped by the frightening reality of his girlfriend's pregnancy and is forced into marrying her and moving in with his mother-in-law due to a housing shortage in their Northern England town.Written by
At the start of the film, Vic and some of his friends are seen perusing a magazine filled with shots of topless models. This is one of the first instances in British cinema of bared breasts. See more »
In the opening wedding scene, an elderly relative is prevented from taking photographs when the wedding car pulls up in front of her. She is however then seen taking pictures on the other side of the car as the bride and groom get in. Then as the car pulls away she is back in her original position on the 'wrong' side of the car. Still unable to take photos. See more »
Who named you Ingrid?
My mum. She named me after Ingrid Bergman. She was in "For whom the bells tolls", it is her favorite movie, and it came out the year I was born.
It's an unusual name for an English girl.
I guess, if I'd been a boy, she would have named me after Gary Cooper.
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It's dark,damp,and depressing oop north - brilliant!
Hormonal trainee draughtsman Alan Bates fancies nice-but-dim typist June Ritchie.Er,that's about it really.Formula kitchen sink plot,sub-sub John Osborne/John Braine characters.Sit and watch it in the 3/9d seats whilst stuffing your face with Smith's crisp(watch out for the little blue bag containing salt) and smoking your "Strand".Turn off your brain and put your hand on your girl friend's knee.Well,that's what I did in 1963,but after about 3 minutes screen time I realised I was watching something exceptional.Somehow John Schlesinger had turned this sow's ear into a beautifully observed,moving life-affirming work of art. As an entity this film is so much better than the sum of its parts. The plaintive brass band music adds immeasurably to the atmosphere. June Ritchie is heartbreaking as the naive Ingrid and Alan Bates gives what is arguably his best film performance. The exteriors are well-chosen,the photography elegaic. All the elements for a clichefest are present,but,dammit,it turns into a tour de force.
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