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"Conduct Unbecoming" is a sort of thriller settled in a British regiment in colonial India. The widow of a heroic officer is assaulted by an unrevealed comrade in arms and an investigation takes place.

In my opinion, though not a classic and not even perhaps a great movie, this film is a most interesting product for those of us who enjoy "who did it?" movies. It takes place in a most original environment and its substance increases with subjects like military honor, loyalty, camaraderie and cowardice.

The cast is perfect and another highlight in the film with very convincing performances from Trevor Howard (as usual), Cristopher Plummer, Richard Attenborough, Michael York, Susanah York and always reliable James Donald in a minor role.

I'm sure that with a more imaginative and strong director than Michael Anderson (Stanley Kubrick, John Frankenheimer just to name a couple), this could have been a great film, nearly a classic).

But nonetheless, "Conduct Unbecoming" stands as a fine piece of entertainment in its genre and surely is worth a watch.

Fans of court-martial stories will definitely want to rent Conduct Unbecoming, starring both Michael and Susannah York, Christopher Plummer, Stacy Keach, Trevor Howard, and Richard Attenborough. Set in British-occupied India, this mysterious story will keep you guessing until the end, and all the while you can look at the pretty costumes and beautiful sets.

Michael York arrives at his new post and is immediately befriended by James Faulkner, even though such an association might not be wise. James has a disrespectful attitude that frequently gets him in trouble. At an officer's ball, Susannah York rebuffs James's advances out in the garden. Minutes later, she's found with a torn gown and a rape accusation on her lips. Naturally, James is arrested and subjected to a court martial. It's supposed to be cut and dried, since Susannah is a beloved war hero's widow, and no one would dare question her word. But Michael takes on the position of advocate for the defense and threatens to open a messy can of worms. Stacy, Chris, and Trevor all warn him against it, but he believes in the honor of the army and the law so he tries hard to give James a fair trial.

This was an enjoyable drama with a great cast all giving their best. I didn't love the way it ended, but the rest of the journey was entertaining and full of great twists that kept me on the edge of my seat.

This film is flat lifeless and dull.It t staged in one main set and it gives the feeling of having been filmed in the theatre.It is not so much a whodunit as a whocareswhodunnit.When the actual assailant is revealed the only feeling is of relief that this film is coming to a conclusion.Terence Rattigan was apparently paid £250000 for an unused screenplay.That was probably more than the test of the films budget.

Despite the pretty stellar cast list, I struggled a bit with this rather dreary story. It centres around James Faulkner's "Lt. Millington" who is being court-martialled in British India for a serious assault on the widow of a fallen colleague - "Mrs. Scarlett" (Susannah York). He is to be defended by the inexperienced "Drake" (Michael York) before a committee chaired by the openly hostile "Capt. Harper" (Stacey Keach). On the face of it, he is doomed - but some tenacious investigative work from his counsel gradually gets to the bottom of what happened. The ending is more of a sort of guess which of the other famous actors - Trevor Howard, Richard Attenborough or perhaps Christopher Plummer might have done it given we are pretty safe to assume that poor old "Millington" is being stitched up. Sadly, this moves at a glacial pace with none of the characters offering much by way of depth or interest. Colourful? Yes, that's true - and the costumes and settings all look great, but like so many of these latter-day tales of Empire, it is all faintly ridiculous and swings clumsily at the supposed honour of the "regiment" at all costs in quite a shallow fashion. I found the direction was much more suitable for a theatrical delivery, too. Disappointing.

Two new second lieutenants join the regiment in the Indian army: Michael York and James Faulkner. York is idealistic and hopes to make a brilliant career. Faulkner is there because his father was in the regimentt and it's expected of him. He hopes to serve the minimum amount of time and get on with his life back in England. The prospects are not good. Under the command of its colonel, Trevor Howard, it's hide-bound, ritual stuffed, with constant talk about the honor of the regiment, and new lieutenants are to be seen and not heard. Millington doesn't care. He talks out loud and makes advances to Susannah York. She's the widow of a regimental hero who was killed in the field, and his uniform and VC are on display. So when she accuses Millington of attacking her in the garden, there's talk of a court martial. But that would reflect on the honor of the regiment, so a subaltern's court is convened, unofficial and just as binding. York is to defend Millington; his work is expected to be pro forma, but he mounts an actual defense. Stacy Keach, who's in charge of the court keeps trying to shut him down. But the stories begin to leak....

It's all spit and polish in the performances, with some major talent on view, including Richard Attenborough, Christopher Plummer, and James Donald stiff-upper-lipping their way through their roles. It's based on an award winning play by the appropriately named Barry England. While it's opened up nicely for the big screen, some of the staging comes through, particularly in Miss York's performance.