For about the first hour this low-budget movie had definite aspirations of being added to the pantheon of significant films of the British New Wave, otherwise known as "kitchen-sink" dramas. Unfortunately it tails off tamely in the final half-hour as it retreats from the boldness of its narrative as just desserts are meted out and worse, love looks like it might conquer all.
Notable for being an early outing for later Bond director Terence Young as well as the feature debut for veteran British pop star, Cliff Richard, its plot is heavily derived from Arthur Miller's "The Crucible" as a respectable pillar of a small town community is accused of a scandalising, career-threatening crime by a grudge-bearing teenager, indeed, it's no surprise to learn that the film is itself an adaptation of a recent play. While there's no sub-text here of the Hollywood witch-hunt, the film does at least commendably approach the taboo subjects of pre-marital sex and homosexuality, remembering in particular that there was no Pill and that the latter was still a criminal offence in the U. K. until 1967.
The venerable Anthony Quayle plays a venerable parish priest looking in particular to have some positive interaction with the local youths. Of course being the 50's, some of these include the English version of the world phenomenon of teenage delinquency, who openly rebel against their elders, usually carrying concealed weapons like knuckle-dusters and chains and with a penchant for rock and roll music. Leader of this particular band is the tearaway Larry Thompson, played by Andrew Ray, who in addition to the above, has also abandoned a young girl he's got pregnant. He has a kid brother halfway to following him into minor crime, played by the debuting Cliff, who Quayle tries to rescue and a violent, brutish father who you wouldn't want turning up at your door with a grievance late at night. Lucky then that Quayle also trains the kids at boxing.
At the vicarage, passions are overheating, firstly in the form of the vicar's new, pretty young French maid who gets herself involved with Larry but secondly and more significantly with Sarah Churchill's man-hunting Hester, another vicar's respectable daughter, who makes a bee-line for Quayle. Hell hath no fury as we all know and when she's spurned by Quayle, she finds a way to revenge herself on him by supporting a false claim of molestation brought against the vicar by Larry, this after the poor pregnant girl has been accidentally knocked down and killed after she sees him making out with the maid in a bus-shelter and Quayle has summoned Larry to the vicarage to confront him about his treatment of the dead girl.
So far so good as the film confronts its contentious subject of alleged homosexuality with refreshing candour as the town turns against the heretofore admired vicar who now faces the ruination of his career. Unfortunately just as events edge towards a dramatic peak, the film draws back with a Damascene conversion, a ludicrously staged exposé scene and even worse, a final reconciliation with a romantic undertone which undoes much of the realism which has gone before.
Never mind, possibly the narrative was necessarily bowing to the censorship laws of the time, it's just a pity that having put its head above the parapet towards modernity, it felt it had to withdraw it again for a diluted happy ending.
Quayle is very good as the conscientious preacher, likewise Ray and Churchill in slightly more cliched roles. Cliff doesn't get to do much other than look pretty and sing a rocking version of his hit ballad "Living Doll". There's strong support from recognisably stalwart British character actors, the best of whom I thought was Irene Browne as Quayle's supportive and perceptive mother.
While the film is a little dated by its treatment of its hep-catting rock and roll juveniles, and ultimately cops out from fully confronting societal attitudes of the time, it at least openly raises the subjects of teenage pregnancy and homosexual behaviour and still feels like a further step along the road to challenging the norms of the day and is to be commended for that.
