Stop Press Girl

A very interesting plot and very well acted by all concerned. I did know someone who could not wear a watch as they always stopped so the plot does have a ring of truth to it. It runs along very nicely and has a great ending.

This searing kitchensink drama exposes the harsh dark, underbelly of postwar Britain.

No I was just pulling your leg, this lightweight but amusing romantic comedy has a newspaper reporter involved with a woman that is cursed with an affliction – she stops all forms of mechanical machinery and is capable of telling the time without the aid of a clock. Henceforth she may be not all that marriageable for a newspaper man.

A set of rural English characters make up this whimsical film, the type of gentle B-grade farce that Britain used to be known for making before the 'orrible 60s and 70s.

There are some priceless hilarious moments in this ambiguous comedy about a young innocent girl who happens to have a disastrous influence on any kind of machinery. Basil Radford and Naunton Wayne in a number of supporting roles play an important part in adding to the comedy. The idea is actually rather serious: who has not experienced the frustration when for instance a computer just will not cooperate? And you must suspect that somehow your second thoughts could have had some influence on the inexplicable problem, which no mechanic expertise can solve. When science stands powerless and logic doesn't work, there is always superstition. The most wonderful scene in this boosting of the problem is the cinema scene, both on screen, in the audience and in the projector room (with Basil Radford and Naunton Wayne). The idea is good and made the best of, and there are plenty of hearty laughs. James Robertson Justice as an implacable dentist and Gordon Jackson as rhe incorrigible journalist add to the entertainment while Sally Ann Howe's perfect innocence is the centerpiece.

I need to comment on myriamlenys' review: The opening scenes were filmed in Finchingfield, a village near here. I have lived most of my 75 years in the area and can assure you that so soon after the war things were very run down and backward. It would be surprising if there were more than two cars in the area (e.g. local doctor), very few tractors (still horses), few radios and certainly no TV; a bus perhaps once a week, few strangers. The village is now a tourist honeypot and people even have mobile phones, which would not have lasted long with Jennifer around!

During the 40's and 50's, Britain produced a series of delightfully goofy comedies. Some, such as Passport to Pimlico (1949), Whiskey Galore (1949), The Lavender Hill Mob (1951), The Man in the White Suit (1951), Genevieve (1953), The Titfield Thunderbolt (1953), and The Green Man (1956), are well known. But others just as good, such as Let George Do It! (1940) and Stop Press Girl (1949), have been overlooked.

This latter deals with an unwitting young woman who somehow stops all machinery she is around. The idea is novel and the pacing never drags. Though, as the woman, Sally Ann Howes' performance is nothing special, Gordon Jackson, one of the most likeable actors ever to appear on screen, does a fine job as her ardent suitor. So do James Robertson Justice--who pepped up every picture he was in--and Joyce Barbour as Howes' uncle and aunt. (While they know about her power, neither has informed her of it.) And as reporter Jackson's rival, and frustrated want-to-be sweetheart, Sonia Holm is convincingly catty. Finally, that redoubtable English pair, Basil Radford and Naunton Wayne, perhaps best remembered from The Lady Vanishes (1938), show up in five enjoyable cameos as different sets of mechanical types: train operators, bus operators, watchmakers, cinema projectionists, and pilots.