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The only film in which I've found myself wanting to punch "mad with morality" John Mills. At least Bogarde got to play the antagonist.... sort of.
Another coded yelp from Bogarde’s closet; although with a revisionist’s eye it acquires an oddly bold and undeniably camp expression of buttoned-down sexuality. It would be great fun were it not so bloody stodgy.