The Last Journey

A definite must for railway buffs (in fact it would easily figure on the top ten), thanks to the wholehearted co-operation of the Great Western Railway which has produced some absolutely staggering scenes and effects. Aside from a bit of obvious under cranking right at the very beginning of the movie, technical credits are extremely proficient. Direction and camera-work strike even a casual viewer as especially skillful. The script is serviceable enough too, though some of the players, particularly Julien Mitchell as the mad engineer, are inclined to over-do things a little. Olga Lindo is also a bit of a pain as the overly sympathetic wife, but that's the fault of the script. Judy Gunn makes a pleasant heroine, and it's nice to see Eve Gray laying on the charm as a confidence girl.

Despite the artistic and financial constraints of working at Twickenham Studios Bernard Vorhaus was determined to make an entertaining little picture out of this albeit with not the most talented bunch of actors. It's not a classic but it's a really fun watch.

Not unlike FRIDAY 13TH made a couple of years earlier, this 'disaster about to happen' story enlivens its drama by focussing on the individual little stories of the unfortunate passengers, making them real people on this train bound for its final destination. That earlier film was however made by a proper studio, had a proper script, proper actors and of course the ultimate dream girl, gorgeous Jessie Matthews. This however, made with a budget that Gaumont-British would probably spend just on Miss Matthews' tea and biscuits has something special - the amazing Bernard Vorhaus. This director with an array of imaginative camerawork and clever editing, which gets faster and faster with some scenes lasting just a few seconds towards the end, creates a real sense of tension and genuine concern for those passengers whom you've quickly come to know and actually care for. It's a remarkable demonstration of talent.

Like those early Warner Brothers films where every millimetre of expensive celluloid had to be used to tell the story rather than any of that background of mood building nonsense! Vorhaus build's the characters and packs the life stories of about five groups of people into this even before the action starts. It's an impressive achievement and although this type of story has subsequently been done dozens of times better, this is still pretty enjoyable.

This film has a no-nonsense approach but somehow it's also a quite whimsical. It shares that subtle subversive dark humour that was common in a lot of English films from the thirties. For example even as the runaway train is hurtling towards disaster, as it rushes past a group of people waiting on a platform, it blows off someone's toupee which lands on the face of a bemused woman. It is full of little endearing moments like this whilst not detracting from the overall building tension.

Unlike the few 'classics' that Twickenham made, this is really of interest only to those of you who want a little taste of what life might have been like in 1936. If that's you, you might enjoy this.

Despite the decades of subsidised film study in Britain, little is known about their pre-Korda years. Critics and thesis writers have been inhibited by the lack of plagiarisable material and the awfulness of much of what was about.

The neglect of Maurice Elvey's films is the most obvious result but here is a modest English program entertainment which reverses expectations. Script and performance are less than imposing as passengers with problems accumulate but the energy is startling in the staging of the story of the demented engine driver taking the Mulchester (!) local round the curves at lethal speed, filmed air to rail, road to rail and rail to rail as the racing car, plane and goods trains run level with the speeding passenger local, in the best silent serial traditions.Rail freaks will be delighted by the documentary like coverage of procedures and equipment.

Director Vorhaus developed a following when David Lean named him as mentor but most of his output is mediocre or worse. This one suggests Lean may have known something we don't.

Step aboard the cinematic journey of a lifetime with 'The Last Journey' (1935), directed by the visionary Bernard Vorhaus. Set against the backdrop of a thrilling train expedition, this forgotten gem of the silver screen takes audiences on a pulse-pounding ride filled with suspense, intrigue, and unexpected twists.

As the locomotive hurtles through the picturesque countryside, tensions run high among the eclectic group of passengers onboard. Vorhaus masterfully crafts a narrative that delves into the depths of human nature, exploring themes of love, betrayal, and redemption against the backdrop of a rapidly unfolding mystery.

The ensemble cast delivers powerhouse performances, bringing to life a diverse array of characters with their own secrets and motivations. From the enigmatic stranger to the star-crossed lovers, each passenger adds a layer of complexity to the narrative, keeping viewers guessing until the final frame.

What truly sets 'The Last Journey' apart is its ability to keep audiences on the edge of their seats from start to finish. Vorhaus expertly ratchets up the tension with each passing moment, building to a heart-stopping climax that will leave viewers breathless.

With its timeless themes and captivating storytelling, 'The Last Journey' remains as riveting today as it was upon its release nearly a century ago. So, climb aboard and experience the thrill of the ride - you won't want to miss this unforgettable journey through cinematic history. 👍👍

In the spring of 1986 I enjoyed the pleasure of sitting in a large audience on London's South Bank thoroughly lapping up this Twickenham quickie dynamically directed by Bernard Vorhaus who was actually there to introduce the film.

Vorhaus singled out for praise the unique Sydney Fairebrother, his one major regret being making a passenger's stutter a source of humour; while Elliot Makeham is cast spectacularly against type as a "dirty little rat" in a bowler.