The Small Back Room (1949)
This filmed version of Nigel Balchin's novel about an embittered civilian explosives' expert who has lost a foot defusing an explosive device and who is part of a small group of scientists assessing weapons for the British government during WWII, was directed by the eminent Powell & Pressburger team. It's a very good example of how Britain relied on brainpower as well as firepower in wartime. It's also a human drama that shows how, even in during a war, politicians seek to enhance their own status at the expense of the war effort. The Germans are dropping booby-trapped bombs that look perfectly innocuous but the main character in the film, who is strongly reliant on whiskey, decides to undertake the dismantling of one of the devices after an army officer colleague has been killed in a similar attempt. Forget storming the beaches while chewing a cigar, this is the other side of war and a lot more believable. 10/10
The Singer Not the Song ( 1960 )
This film has the unbelievable casting of Dirk Bogarde as a Mexican bandit and John Bentley as the local police chief. It's a stereotypical story of good versus evil when a new priest, played by John mills, is sent to a small Mexican town under the control of the bandit's gang.
The issue is complicated by the local lollipop ( Mylene Demongeot) who falls for the priest, and the bandit's barely disguised homosexual attraction to him as well. It's possibly the most camp of Mexican dramas with the actors speaking in well modulated English with no concession to whom they are supposed to be portraying. Dirk Bogarde dressed in tight black leather trousers has to be seen to be believed.
British director Roy Ward Baker makes the best of a film that he initially had doubts about; suggesting, ironically, that it should have been given to Luis Buñuel but he does manage to create some acceptable visuals among the general banality.
4/10