Went the Day Well?

Synopsis: The residents of a British village during WWII welcome a platoon of soldiers who are to be billeted with them. The trusting residents then discover that the soldiers are Germans who proceed to hold the village captive.
Genre: Thriller, War
Director(s): Alberto Cavalcanti
Production: Rialto Pictures
Rotten Tomatoes:
92 min


Good day to you.

Come to have a look at Bramley End,

have you?

Pretty little place,

and a nice old church, too.

13th century, parts of it.

Still, it won't be that that's brought you,

I don't suppose.

It'll be these names on this grave here

and the story that's

buried along with them.

Look funny, don't they?

German names in an English churchyard.

They wanted England, these Jerries did,

and this is the only bit they got.

The Battle of Bramley End,

that's what the papers called it.

Nothing was said about it

'till after the war was over

and old Hitler got what was coming to him.

Whitsun weekend it was, 1942.

As peaceful and quiet

here then, as it is now,

even though there was a war on.

It was Saturday morning

when those army lorries

came rumbling along the road from Upton.

We'd have laughed if you'd told us

we'd got a real live German

right under our very noses

and we'd have thought you was

a bit weak in the upper storey

if you'd said the chaps in those lorries

was anything else

but ordinary British Tommies.

Pretty soon we learned better

and no mistake.

- Morning, Peg.

- Morning, darling.

Well, we'll be sharing a

bottle after tomorrow.

- Promise me something.

- What?

You'll never come home with the milk.

- Good morning.

- Good morning.

Could you tell me

where the village policeman lives?

Yes, the cottage beyond the one

with the porch.

Oh, thanks awfully.

We have to see about billeting our men.

Looks as though I shall have company

while you and Tom's on your honeymoon.

Now you behave yourself, my girl.

Well, I'll do my best.

Wonder what they'd come here for.

Nothing that'll make any difference to you,

my girl.

You get on with your work.

Whatever can soldiers be doing in Bramley?

Exercise probably, Mrs Carter.

Funny way to take exercise

riding in lorries.

Good morning.

Are you the police officer here?

Yes, sir. I was just

shaving, overslept like.

Begging your pardon

for coming to the door like this, sir.

That's all right. Here's

the billeting notice.

What for, sir?

Didn't the Billeting Officer warn you

about our arrival?

No, sir. Care to step inside?

We shall need billets for 60 men.

For about three nights.

60 men, sir? That's a large order

for a small village like this.

I dare say, but there's a war on, you know.

I could squeeze about half of them in, sir,

but as for the rest...

You'll have to, I'm afraid.

Oh, there's the village hall, sir. There's

room there for a tidy few, I reckon.

Maybe you'd care to have a word

with the vicar, sir?

Certainly. Where is the vicarage?

- Just along past the church.

- Maxwell, you take the car and go

- with the constable to the other billets.

- Right, sir.

- Mr Ashton'?

- Yes, my father's in.

Could I see him?

- Well, will you come this way?

- Thanks.

Good morning, sir.

Oh, I didn't realise.

I'm afraid I'm disturbing you.

- Not at all.

- My name's Hammond.

- Do sit down, won't you?

- Thank you.

I'm in charge of a party of sappers. Hello!

We've been sent to do

a job of work down here.

- In Bramley?

- Yes.

Really? My dear, another cup.

Oh, that's very charming of you.

We've been on the road for hours.

So, what can I do for you?

Well, sir, it's a question of billets.

The local policeman said that you might be

kind enough to lend us the village hall.

Well, what do you think, Nora?

Well, I don't see why not, Father.

First Aid can always meet here.

Yes, I see no reason why not.

Oh, splendid, thanks very much.

You needn't worry about damage

or anything of that sort.

They're a very good lot of fellows.

- Milk and sugar?

- Please.

And your own sleeping quarters,

have you made arrangements about them?

Not yet, sir. One likes to get the men

fixed up first, you know. Oh, thanks.

We have a spare room here.

It's rather a cubbyhole, I'm afraid,

but you'd be most welcome.

Well, that's extremely kind of you, sir,

if you're sure it won't cause

a lot of inconvenience.

I mean, I expect you're understaffed and...

We shall be most offended if you refuse.

Then I accept, of course. Thanks very much.

Good morning. I'm afraid I've come again

to borrow the... Oh, I'm so sorry.

- Oh, do come in.

- All right.

Let's see, the keys of the hall

are with Mrs Collins.

That's the village shop.

You shouldn't have deserted the Army.

I only came to borrow

those garden scissors.

The Army wanted Father, not me.

I think the scissors are in this cupboard.

Oh, wait a minute, you've got them.

Don't you remember,

I brought them across on Thursday.

Oh, yes, of course, you did.

I must be getting absent-minded.

The penalty of middle age.

Don't be absurd, you're not middle-aged.

I've got a wedding

after morning service tomorrow.

Young Tom Sturry, our innkeeper's son,

but, of course, if you're thinking

of holding a church parade...

Oh, I'm afraid we'll have to work

right through Sunday, sir.

You see, we've only been given a few days

to do this job and, much as we'd like to...

Oh, yes, quite, quite, I quite understand.

- This is Mr Wilsford, Mr Hammond.

- How do you do'?

You should have said

Corporal Wilsford, Father.

Mr Wilsford is the leading light

of our Home Guard.

Though considering

all he's done for the village,

he ought to be a brigadier at least.

Home Guard, eh?

You're just the man I want to see.

We've been sent along to put

the village in a state of general defence.

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Graham Greene

Henry Graham Greene (2 October 1904 – 3 April 1991), better known by his pen name Graham Greene, was an English novelist regarded by many as one of the greatest writers of the 20th century. Combining literary acclaim with widespread popularity, Greene acquired a reputation early in his lifetime as a major writer, both of serious Catholic novels, and of thrillers (or "entertainments" as he termed them). He was shortlisted, in 1966 and 1967, for the Nobel Prize for Literature. Through 67 years of writings, which included over 25 novels, he explored the ambivalent moral and political issues of the modern world, often through a Catholic perspective. Although Greene objected strongly to being described as a Roman Catholic novelist, rather than as a novelist who happened to be Catholic, Catholic religious themes are at the root of much of his writing, especially the four major Catholic novels: Brighton Rock, The Power and the Glory, The Heart of the Matter, and The End of the Affair; which are regarded as "the gold standard" of the Catholic novel. Several works, such as The Confidential Agent, The Quiet American, Our Man in Havana, The Human Factor, and his screenplay for The Third Man, also show Greene's avid interest in the workings and intrigues of international politics and espionage. Greene was born in Berkhamsted in Hertfordshire into a large, influential family that included the owners of the Greene King Brewery. He boarded at Berkhamsted School in Hertfordshire, where his father taught and became headmaster. Unhappy at the school, he attempted suicide several times. He went up to Balliol College, Oxford, to study history, where, while an undergraduate, he published his first work in 1925—a poorly received volume of poetry, Babbling April. After graduating, Greene worked first as a private tutor and then as a journalist – first on the Nottingham Journal and then as a sub-editor on The Times. He converted to Catholicism in 1926 after meeting his future wife, Vivien Dayrell-Browning. Later in life he took to calling himself a "Catholic agnostic". He published his first novel, The Man Within, in 1929; its favourable reception enabled him to work full-time as a novelist. He supplemented his novelist's income with freelance journalism, and book and film reviews. His 1937 film review of Wee Willie Winkie (for the British journal Night and Day), commented on the sexuality of the nine-year-old star, Shirley Temple. This provoked Twentieth Century Fox to sue, prompting Greene to live in Mexico until after the trial was over. While in Mexico, Greene developed the ideas for The Power and the Glory. Greene originally divided his fiction into two genres (which he described as "entertainments" and "novels"): thrillers—often with notable philosophic edges—such as The Ministry of Fear; and literary works—on which he thought his literary reputation would rest—such as The Power and the Glory. Greene had a history of depression, which had a profound effect on his writing and personal life. In a letter to his wife, Vivien, he told her that he had "a character profoundly antagonistic to ordinary domestic life," and that "unfortunately, the disease is also one's material." William Golding described Greene as "the ultimate chronicler of twentieth-century man's consciousness and anxiety." He died in 1991, at age 86, of leukaemia, and was buried in Corseaux cemetery. more…

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