More focus has been placed on the goings on behind the story rather than what really should have been the focus. I must say that the set-up of this film was dull as dust with the romance of two journalists played by the very attractive Lana Turner and Sean Connery. He is suddenly killed in a plane crash just as the war ends and Turner finds herself in the village where she finds herself a guest of his charming wife Glynis Johns and their young son. Guilt and memories set Turner up for a break-down. Unfortunately, this isn't an affair to remember even if the scenes with Johns become very touching. That lovely squeaky voice and absolute charming demeanor make you want to hug her from the moment you meet her and it only serves to show what an ice princess Turner was. She could be certainly lovely and dominate attention, but a coldness oozes off her lovely shoulders showing that she was never allowed to grow past that sweater girl image and truly become a woman. Barry Sullivan, top billed in the male lead, seems embarrassed with his lack of a role. If it wasn't for Ms. Johns, this would be a true turkey.
Review of Another Time, Another Place
Another Time, Another Place
(1958)
Missing story strength but sudden life got me interested.
25 December 2015
Warning: Spoilers