Film Review
One of the most intelligent and atypical war films of its time,
The Long and the Short and the Tall offers
both a probing examination of the morality of war and a compelling
study of the psychology of warfare. The film shows how a poorly
led group of British soldiers loses its cohesion and sense of purpose
as a result of the moral conflict that arises when a Japanese man is
taken prisoner. Whereas some members of the group see a dangerous
enemy (because he is wearing a different uniform), others see only
another human being, reminding us that the objectives of war and the
interests of humanity are mutually incompatible. The anti-war
message may be far from subtle but it is remarkably effective and
prompts the audience to reflect on whether there can ever be a moral
basis to any war. As they ruminate on the fate of their
prisoner, the British soliders' moral undulations resemble a pendulum
swinging between civilised behaviour and barbarity, and the outcome is
all too predictable.
The film is based on a hugely successful West End play of the same
title written by Willis Hall (who is best known through his
collaboration with Keith Waterhouse on the stage version of
Billy Liar). Hall's first
notable work,
The Long and the Short
and the Tall was originally performed at the Edinburgh Festival
fringe in 1955, where film producer Michael Balcon saw it and resolved
to acquire the film rights. It was only after the play had
triumphed on the London stage that Hall agreed to a film
adaptation. Wolf Mankowitz was hired to redraft Hall's play and
the task of directing it was given to Leslie Norman (father of the
well-known UK film critic Barry Norman), who later directed some of the
most popular TV series of the '60s and '70s -
Gideon's Way,
The Saint,
The Avengers,
The Persuaders, amongst others.
For political and budgetary reasons, filming on location in the jungles
of Asia was infeasible and so the entire film had to be shot in a
studio mock-up. Whilst it can be argued that this is what gives
the film its stifling aura of oppression, the fact that the studio sets
are more redolent of Kew Gardens than the Burmese jungle does diminish
its realism somewhat. Likewise, the impact of the sequences in
the partially flooded mine is
greatly undermined by the fact that the cast appear to have taken a
wrong turning and wandered onto the set of
Doctor Who. As any film
noir buff will tell you, poor set design can often be concealed by
imaginative lighting and camerawork, but alas these are also lacking
from this film, so that visually it resembles a mediocre TV drama from
the 1950s. It is hard to suspend your disbelief when so little
effort has apparently been made to disguise the fact that the film was
recorded in a studio. Not surprisingly, the film's most intense
and credible scenes are those that take place within the cramped bamboo
hut, the one and only realistic set offered by the film.
Fortunately, the film's dubious production values are compensated by
Mankowitz's taut screenplay and a plethora of juicy performances from
the remarkable ensemble cast, which not only save the film but elevate
it to the status of a minor classic. Laurence Harvey has
come in for considerable criticism for his scene-stealing turn as a
lippy, authority-hating Cockney, the part that had been played to great
acclaim in the stage version by Peter O'Toole. Harvey was given
the role of Private Bamforth only at the insistence of the film's
American backer, and whilst he may lack O'Toole's subtlety, he gives a
robust performance which provides the film with much of its energy and
moral focus. Harvey's co-stars are no less impressive, each
managing to establish his character within a few lines of
dialogue. Richard Todd is tragically convincing as the sergeant
who, despite his best efforts, is worse than useless at leading a group
of soldiers, his incompetence surpassed only by his moral
confusion. Meanwhile, as the brooding Corporal Johnson, Richard
Harris offers the merest glimpse of his subsequent acting triumphs, in
such films as
This Sporting Life (1963) and
Camelot (1967). The other
players - David McCallum, Ronald Fraser, John Meillon, John Rees and
Kenji Takaki - are no less deserving of praise and give the film much
of its humanity and psychological realism. The end result
may be more theatrical than cinematic, but it is nonetheless a powerful
anti-war piece, one that compels its spectator to confront some
problematic moral issues, to which of course there are no easy
solutions.
© James Travers 2010
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Film Synopsis
Deep in the jungles of South-East Asia in 1942, Sergeant Mitchem leads
a seven-man patrol on a mission to draw the Japanese troops away from
the main Allied contingent by creating a sonic diversion. Mitchem
is struggling to exert his authority over his men, most of whom are
woefully ill-equipped for their job. His second-in-command
Corporal Johnstone taunts him for having lost a previous patrol whilst
Lance Corporal Macleish endlessly lectures him on doing things by the
book. Mitchem's biggest headache is Private Bamforth, a
loud-mouthed Londoner who divides his time between railing against
authority and demoralising his fellow soldiers. The patrol
comes across a deserted hut and decides to stay there to shelter from
the heavy rains. Whilst attempting to contact the nearby
British camp via radio, Private Whitaker picks up an ominous Japanese
transmission. Not long afterwards, a lone Japanese soldier
appears and is immediately taken prisoner by the now jittery
patrol. Aware that Japanese soldiers are heading their way,
Mitchum decides that it is time for his patrol to make a hasty return
to their camp. They must first decide whether to kill their
Japanese prisoner or take him with them...
© James Travers
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