Tremendous assembly of talents interprets killer Dickens story:
Writers Lean, Stanley Haynes and providing (uncredited) the opening, Kay Walsh.
Ronnie Neame produced. John Bryan again using forced perspective sets with terrific effect.
Jack Harris is ostensibly the editor but you can be sure there's not a moment of it without Lean the editor. And those great scenes that happen without dialogue and you still understand everything.
That opening is one of cinema's best - a superb montage of rich and brilliant images and motion, photographed by Guy Green.
The use of the dog really makes the killing of Nancy effective. And then the shadows of the curtain on her dead arm, really lyrical.
Without realising, it was our second pairing today of Alec Guinness (extraordinary) and Kay Walsh (brilliant), and a reteaming of Walsh with Robert Newton, who's ever so slightly hammy, though still frightening. It was the debuts of John Howard Davies and Diana Dors. With Francis L Sullivan (reminding me of food critic Charles Campion), Henry Stephenson, Anthony Newley, Kathleen Harrison, Amy Veness.
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