It’s in the nature of pretty much every Great War Film to give you a swift kick in the guts at some point. After all, War is a fickle business and the fates of War spare no emotion as they mete out death and destruction. And so this is mirrored on screen as the fates […]Read more "La Grande Guerra (1959)"
I’ve been here and done this story before. A while back I reviewed the 1930 version of ‘Dawn Patrol’ and my one sentence review would be that the film was very much of its time. Films coming out of Hollywood at the start of the 30’s where experiments of sorts. Talkies were very much on […]Read more "The Dawn Patrol (1938)"
The films I’ve watched over the last four years have covered a wide spectrum of aspects and viewpoints of the conflict. I’ve watched and learned about life in the trenches, aerial warfare, the backwater fighting in Africa, the Eastern Front, mental health issues, the home front in Germany, Verdun, naval battles, the Middle East, spying, […]Read more "La Chambre des Officiers/The Officers’ Ward (2001)"
William A. Wellman is a name I’ve come across before on my trip through the first hundred years of Great War Films. He got the gig directing ‘Wings’ (1927) because he was the only decent Director in Hollywood with combat flying experience. He’d made a bit of a name for himself since showing up in […]Read more "Lafayette Escadrille (1958)"
As I’m sure I’ve mentioned once or twice before, I’m an ex-pat Brit now living the life of Reilly in the land of the long white cloud. As such I hold a few bits and pieces of classic Britishness very close to my heart which remind me of old Blighty and everything I left behind. […]Read more "Testament of Youth (2014)"
Spy films. They confuse me. I know that’s kind of the point and all but the very nature of that confusion just turns me right off. I like a good plot twist just like everyone else but my issue with Great War Spy films is that they tend to have about five super twisty plot […]Read more "Secret Agent (1936)"
In a slightly foggy and half-forgotten way I think I just about remember Biggles from when I was a nipper. I can’t quite remember the details but just the name makes me conjure images of Britishness. A warm summer evening watching cricket, the Last Night of the Proms, boys own stuff, swooping and shooting off […]Read more "Biggles (1986)"