This is an astounding study of misanthropy: Attenborough plays a weak, snivelling pup who is befriended, educated and protected by Redgrave--a father-figure--who happens to be a criminal (a smuggler); There are some similarities to "The Informer" here; the movie, incidentally, takes its title from (I think) a poem, with the line: "There is a man within me/ that's angry with me." Incidentally, I saw this film when it first was released in this country; I guess I was about 16, and it was one of the first "foreign" films I'd ever seen...and I guess it made quite an impression on me, because that was fifty years ago.
Review of The Smugglers
