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Based on a Daphne du Maurier source-text, THE SCAPEGOAT is very much in the tradition established by Hamer's more famous earlier film KIND HEARTS AND CORONETS (1949), also starring Guinness. In this film Guinness plays two roles; that of a mild-mannered university teacher whose identity is stolen by a rakish French aristocrat. The university teacher takes over the aristocrat's life, and proves rather good at it; so much so that he does not want to recover his old life when the aristocrat asks him to. The climax is a violent one. Hamer's film, although set in France, takes a particularly English approach to death; the performances are quietly understated, and the atmosphere of menace restrained. Bette Davis seems rather out of place in a cameo role as the aristocrat's mother; her grande dame performance, complete with rolling New England vowels, contrasts starkly with that of Guinness. The ending is a bit peremptory, betraying the fact that THE SCAPEGOAT was not without its production difficulties, especially when scriptwriter Gore Vidal had to deal with an increasingly alcoholic director. Nonetheless THE SCAPEGOAT is definitely worth a view, if only for Guinness' versatility as an actor.

This movie has such an interesting premise, I almost don't want to tell you about it. As it unfolds, the twists and turns will keep you on your toes from start to finish. Let's start off with the least surprising part of the movie: Alec Guinness plays dual roles. He loves disguises, so it's no wonder he was drawn to The Scapegoat. One Alec Guinness is wealthy, titled, living in luxury with a wife, stepdaughter, and mistress. The other is an inconsequential college professor with apathy for everything in his life. When one Alec keeps getting mistaken for the other, he's confused. When he finally sees his own reflection looking back at him from across the bar, he gets to know the man he might have been. It's very fun, with trick camera angles, and reminds us of all the eight roles he played in Kind Hearts and Coronets.

Well, I've made up my mind: I won't tell you the plot. All you need to know is that it's a tense thriller with two Alec Guinnesses. This is far from an Ealing comedy, so don't expect to laugh. There is one sad part to the movie, one you should be aware of if you're a Bette Davis fan and don't want to see her in her Baby Jane phase. She plays a bedridden morphine addict, and her over-the-top acting style is as out of place in the late '50s as it was in the '60s. I prefer to see her in her prime, but it was still great to see Alec playing his two parts. Check it out!

The Scapegoat has flown under the radar over the years and while it's not a classic movie, it is pretty compelling. Just watching the glorious Bette Davis carve up the scenery without moving a muscle is worth your time alone!

Actually; the entire cast is exemplary....

Peter Sallis (you'll recognize the voice/face) makes a very brief appearance at the beginning of the movie as a customs inspector. He must be 100 years old by now! Geoffrey Keen is sublime as the manservant, Gaston. For me, though, the irascible daughter steals this movie and makes it her own. The jolly hockey sticks are strong with this one!

An odd beginning and an unsatisfying ending...

I haven't read the book, but it's never clear to me if the innocent French teacher on holiday in France was deliberately set up way in advance or he really did just meet his doppelganger by chance and allow himself to be dragged into this vortex of intrigue.

But that aside, when John Barrat eventually arrives at the large house and is welcomed as Jacques De Gue, that rather messy start is forgiven and forgotten.

And the ending also fails to satisfy completely, too. I'd like to have seen how his future gets worked out with his adopted family. Instead, we see him snogging his mistress.

It's nice to see France as it once was and how I remember it in my childhood on holidays. Quiet, with serene cobbled streets and ancient houses. I can still remember the powerful smell of fresh French bread in the mornings... What a shame all that is now gone.

Sir Alec underplays his part and casually strolls through the fantastic situation that he's been thrust into. I'd like to have seen David Niven have a shot at this. I think he would have made this movie a lot more exciting... but it is what it is and it's still a pretty interesting way to spend a rainy Sunday afternoon!

According to Piers Paul Reid's biography nobody got along with anybody involved with the making of The Scapegoat. Not star Alec Guinness, director Robert Hamer, author Daphne DuMaurier and screenwriter Gore Vidal. Maybe had everyone been in sync The Scapegoat might have turned out better and been one of Guinness's classic films.

Like Kind Hearts And Coronets, Guinness has more than one role. He's both a teacher of French at an English school on holiday in France and a French count for whom he is a double.

After a night's carousing with his twin English Alec wakes hung over wih identification gone and the French Guinness's in its place. With no reasonable explanation to offer English Alec decides to enjoy the life of a French noble.

Those includ wife Irene Worth, Sister Pamela Brown, Annabel Bartlett and a demanding mistress Nicole Maurey the only French person in a film set in France..

As Guinness gets acclimated to a new identity he really gets involved with the family and their problems. But when Worth is killed in a fall while he's away from the family chateau, one Guinness realizes the other is setting him up.

Watching The Scapegoat I was expecting some sophisticated comic lines to emerge. This being an Alec Guinness film. It never developed that way, but several times it seemed on the brink.

Bette Davis plays French Alec's grande dame of a mother and the role is done in grand Bette Davis style. According to the Guinness biography Davis disliked everybody on the set and it was like she was giving them all acting lessons.

If everyone had been in tandem The Scapegoat could have been a better film.

Alec Guinness once again plays a dual role. In this one, his two personas are that of a wicked French count and a benign Englishman. Despite some interesting supporting cast, including a very Baby Janeish Bette Davis, the story seems somehow only half told, and the two Guinness characters remain frustratingly underdeveloped. We sense a conflict between good and evil, but we are never made to understand why this is nor how it came about. The ending is frustrating in the extreme.

I decided to write this primarily to point out the appearance of Donald Pleasence as a desk clerk. Up till now, he remains uncredited.

All of this said, I would still recommend watching this oddity the next time it happens to come around. It is Alec Guinness, afterall.