Henry Hobson is a successful bootmaker, a widower and a tyrannical father of three daughters. The girls each want to leave their father by getting married, but Henry refuses because marriage traditions require him to pay out settlements.
Brenda de Banzie
Ten years later, after ratting on his old mobster friends in exchange for personal immunity, two hit men drive a hardened criminal to Paris for his execution. However, while on the way, whatever can go wrong, does go wrong.
World War I seems far away from Ireland's Dingle peninsula when Rosy Ryan Shaughnessy (Sarah Miles) goes horseback riding on the beach with the young English officer. There was a magnetic attraction between them the day he was the only customer in her father's pub and Rosy was tending bar for the first time since her marriage to the village schoolmaster. Then one stormy night some Irish revolutionaries expecting a shipment of guns arrive at Ryan's pub. Is it Rosy who betrays them to the British? Will Shaugnessy take Father Collin's advice? Is the pivotal role that of the village idiot who is mute?Written by
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When Trevor Howard (priest) goes in search of the distressed Robert Mitchum (schoolteacher) he leaves the schoolhouse carrying a bundle of clothes and the schoolteacher's black leather boots. Later, when he discovers the schoolteacher on a rocky shoreline the priest is still carrying the clothes and boots. However, during the search, the priest is stopped on a beach by British soldiers; at this point the priest is in possession of the clothes but not the boots. See more »
The general release version omits the Overture, Intermission, and Exit Music, bringing the running time down to 195 minutes. The roadshow version is what appears on most laserdisc and VHS releases, along with the DVD version. See more »
Opinions certainly run the proverbial gamut on this one!
My goodness! So many comments...so many different takes on what was surely David Lean's most arduous labor of cinematic love! I won't add my "two cents" except to say that I thought Robert Mitchum gave one of his all-time best performances (and that includes his remarkable tour-de-force in "Night of the Hunter"); Sarah Miles, whom I usually found rather grating and tiresome, was quite convincing under Lean's tutelage; the cinematography by the esteemed Freddie Young was more than gorgeous; and, once again, Maurice Jarre's music was jarring, something I'd rather have done without. (Sorry!)
When I saw this during its first-run engagement in Beverly Hills, California, I was in the company of my parents and an elderly lady who was on the staff at my place of employment. She was quite a grande dame in her way; had lived quite a colorful life with her paramour in the English colony in Florence, Italy many years before; had vacationed on the Isle of Capri where she had befriended, among other famous people, the beloved British entertainer, Gracie Fields; and, when this film was released, was living alone in a Hollywood apartment within walking distance of our office. I tremendously enjoyed providing her with a bit of getting out-and-about and she was very appreciative of our occasional moviegoing "dates." At intermission in the hushed lobby, surrounded by mostly well-dressed patrons (Those were the days!), in her very properly accented King's English, she loudly proclaimed her admiration for the breasts of Miss Miles (the erotic tryst in the forest having preceded intermission.) I thought my mother, still suffering from an overly prudish Boston (Massachusetts) Irish-American Catholic upbringing, would have liked to disappear under the theater lobby's plush carpeting. My father and I exchanged amused smiles, however, as our worldly companion was off on another subject, probably a story of her fondly remembered sojourn in pre-WWII Italy.
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