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The Long Memory is directed by Robert Hamer who co-adapts for the screen with Frank Harvey from Howard Clewes' novel of the same name. It stars John Mills, John McCallum, Elizabeth Sellars, Eva Bergh and Geoffrey Keen. William Alwyn scores the music and Harry Waxman is the cinematographer. Plot sees Mills as Phillip Davidson, a man released from prison after serving 12 years for a murder he didn't commit. Finding a base home on a dilapidated barge in a boggy Thames inlet, Davidson sets about finding the liars who were responsible for his incarceration.

Moody and often downbeat, The Long Memory is a well directed and acted British crime thriller. Met with much negativity from the critics upon its release, it's a film that has since been re-evaluated and garnered better critical praise. Seen as a forerunner to Get Carter, it's also been mentioned in the same breath as They Made Me a Fugitive and Carol Reed's excellent Odd Man Out. However, a decent film it is for sure, but it's not in the same class as the three film's mentioned. The focus of the novel was the cop Bob Lowther (played by McCallum), but here it's rightly shifted to Davidson and his pursuit of those that wronged him. A good move that, even if the big culmination of the movie is a touch too contrived and not the moody high point it could have been.

John Mills was already established as an actor of note due to his fine work in the 40's, so this off the cuff film was, in his own words, merely a "job" for him, a means to pay some bills, and at first glance it looks an odd casting decision. John Mills as a vengeful ex convict stalking the dank London and Gravesend streets in search of revenge-hanging around in a run down coffee shop-living in a slum boat, doesn't sound right. Yet he cuts a surprisingly rugged figure, with stubbled chin and greasy kiss curl hair, he slots in nicely to the grungy backdrop painted by Hamer and Waxman. It's only really these two elements that make the film worth seeking out by fans of noirish British crime movies. There's the constant thought nagging away while watching it that it's a missed opportunity, a chance wasted to make a really bleak and potent thriller. What remains is decent in tone and narrative, if ultimately it's a watch once only movie. 7/10

This is an excellent British film, which has managed to pass the test of time, and still stands today as an absorbing & well executed piece of work. The story line is strong, and the locations are particularly memorable, especially the bleak & foreboding Kent coastline which adds significantly to the brooding atmosphere. The performances are uniformly excellent, with the sole exception of Elizabeth Sellars who barely changes expression throughout. John Mills gives one of his most intense performances in the lead role, and demonstrates once again what an extremely fine actor he always was. The direction & editing are first class, and the film never falters in holding the attention. For fans of the genre, this is not to be missed.

John Mills tracks down the real culprit of the murder he was sent to jail for in this tense British drama of exile and return. The real murderer is now a comfortable businessman, and the visual contrasts between his dubious offices in the London docks and Mills' derelict boat far out on the river estuary gives a resonance to the film it would be hard to find in a modern setting. Freed from jail but still imprisoned by the past, Mills' character spurns the touching companionship of another refugee on the Kent marshes (Eva Bergh) about whose past we know nothing, but it seems to be destiny that has brought them together. This is one of the few films that resolves a labyrinthine revenge-story without the plot becoming mechanical, and the bleak monochrome visuals are part of its emotional power.

I caught this on film four a couple of weeks ago and thought it was excellent. It is a painful story at times, watching John mill's former lover grappling with her guilt, often physically is portrayed with undignified desperation. Her husband, the investigating officer quietly torn apart by the realisation of his own hand in a miscarriage of justice and his subsequently crumbling home and professional life. John Mills' constant struggle to realise a revenge that has torn him throughout his years in prison and an inability to exact that revenge. He shows, without being sanctimonious, how damaging and unfulfilled revenge is and the characters around him prove that redemption is always hard won.

I have seen "The Long Memory" twice, and was sufficiently impressed (and like John Mills) that I bought the book when I found it. After seeing the film a second time I then started reading the book. To my delight (that's how I like films) it was close to the film, and I realized that much of the quality of the film, beyond its strong visual imagery of London dockside slums, damaged by the Blitz (you have to know this: there is no sign saying "house flattened by bomb"), and post- war austerity (rationing continued in Britain into the early 1950s!), is directly due to the book author Howard Clewes (about whom little is available on the internet).

Despite not LOOKING like the author described him, John Mills acts the character described by the author, as do the rest of the cast.

The post-World-War-II setting is crucial to appreciating the bleakness of the film. Life was tough then, for many British, and even more so for Displaced People -- war survivors and immigrants from Europe. Petty crime was rife. In fact things were probably tougher than during the flashback sequence to the Depression, when the young Mills character is accidentally drawn into cross-Channel smuggling of wanted criminals, and contraband.

The old "beachcomber's" singing of a traditional English folksong is a haunting addition to the film that does not appear in the book.