All Coppers Are...

I really can't recommend this movie, Sat through it in an early morning bout of insomnia, Set/Made in a working class district of London in the late 60s early seventies., The plot consists of the two men vying for the affections of a an attractive young lady living in a council flat. One a rather obnoxious crim type (I suspect he's meant to be a ladies man but the rather dated attitudes make him seem a sleaze) and one a copper (married as well). I think the film was trying to say something about class relations, male/female relationship etc etc, and while the acting is adequate the stodgy plot never raises it above the mediocre. Pluses are the sixties feel and location that is like a little window to a vanished world & lots of street scenes of London at this time, I think the large power station which dominates the area where the characters live is now a modern art gallery.

This has the makings of a good film but never quite delivers. it has a good visual sense with some nice camera work and solid location shooting but the story has too many faults.

The plot concerns a working-class criminal and a married cop going after the same girl. The cop and the crim get along well at first but that changes after they know what each other does for a living and it ends in a final confrontation that ends tragically.

The basic fault with the plot is that it's too contrived and relies on far too many coincidences of the main characters running into each other to keep the plotline going. It seems that whenever the cop is on his beat he always seems to run into the criminal and the girl.

Also, the central character is the cop but because the actor playing him fails to inject much charisma into the role the crim comes off as the much more sympathetic and interesting (and better acted) character.

Still, all in all not a bad film.

This is a film that doesn't quite work. It's overall feel is that of being a film that, with a little bit more time and a bit more money it could have been a gritty, real to life, classic in a 'Get Carter' (made the next year) mould.

It seems to have genuine characters who are believable and a story that builds interestingly although you feel you know the outcome of each scene. Its' problem is that, in places, it comes across as done on the cheap - the demo scenes (although not lacking impact), and the couple watching Rangers v Celtic on English telly. Also, importantly, where 'Get Carter had Michael Caine this film has Martin Potter who doesn't quite work and was possibly chosen for his good looks over his acting skills.

There are many good parts of 'All Copper Are...' and the story is a good one. Perhaps, if the film had completed the sentence for its title and gone for a AA or X certificate rather than a 12 it might have worked better.

Julie Foster shines. He natural acting stands out and hers is a memorable performance despite been given a script a script that is stodgy in parts.

There are some hard hitting moments.some interesting messages trying to get out and the film is a good look at the life and times of the early 70s which I just about remember. Unfortunately, the bad parts of the film dilute the messages, negate the force of film and it ends up seeming more dated and less relevant than it should,

All Coppers Are... comes across as a slice of life kitchen sink drama of the 1960s. Only it was made in the early 1970s after the worldwide student protest movement of the late 60s.

This was the time when Carry On producer Peter Rogers who also produced this movie started to rebel against the swinging 60s to become a bit of a reactionary.

Set in Battersea. Young policeman Joe (Martin Potter) is married with a baby but gets to have a bit of fun with flighty Sue (Julia Foster) who he met at a party. Joe neglects to mention that he is married and a policeman.

Joe also befriends petty crook Barry (Nicky Henson) who he confesses to about his marital status but no his job.

Barry is also attracted to Sue and they become a couple when they find out more about Joe. Barry is also planning a cigarette warehouse robbery, if only he drove a less conspicuous car. You just know Barry's heist will go wrong and he will come face to face with Joe.

This is story with a thin plot. It was obviously inspired by the French New Wave but it lacks a ballsy approach.

The film's open ended conclusion does it no favours. The protest scene although well filmed seemed to be about nothing apart from young radicals wanting to have a punch up with coppers. It just highlights that the wrong people were involved in the movie as it had no social commentary. Their sympathies were with Barry, being a copper is a hard and dangerous life.

It needed genuine leftist filmmakers to show that times are changing.

Famed British journeyman director Sidney Hayers is responsible for creating some truly outstanding genre cinema, including razor-edged thrillers 'Revenge', 'Assault' and Peter Wyngarde creepy occult horror classic 'Night of The Eagle', with 'All Coppers Are...' perhaps, being one of the versatile director's more neglected works. It's interesting to see Martin Potter play straight laced copper Joe, since he is better known for more outré performances in Fellini's Satyricon and Julian in the deliciously eccentric psychodrama 'Goodbye Gemini', with the always likeable Nicky Henson on familiar ground as randy small-time villain Barry, with the vivacious, breathtakingly beautiful Julia Foster being the most sympathetic character as boozy, tough-luck, beguilingly buxom bombshell Sue who genuinely falls for handsome, true-blue copper Joe, but somewhat fatefully ends up in the not so loving clutches of gregarious bad boy Barry.

'All Coppers Are...' could be seen as a rather more glum, kitchen sink version of 'Jules et Jim', with Joe, Barry and Sue's brief ménage a trois forming the catalyst for the increasingly dramatic rift between the ill-matched trio. And for the most part Hayers surprisingly gritty 70s drama remains an entertaining watch, having more artistic credibility than mere nostalgia. While the characters are only lightly sketched, the performances are dynamic, with Julia Foster eliciting some earnest pathos, and the peripheral characters are engagingly played by UK film/TV luminaries Ian Hendry, David Essex, Eddie Burn, and Glynn Edwards, even featuring a delightfully churlish cameo by bawdy British B-Movie icon Robin Askwith! My far from subjective fondness for under-represented 70s British cinema means this film is already preaching to the perverted, but it objectively exudes boodles of period charm, a slinky array of nifty outfits, fabulous shots of the city, some quality banter and a genuinely exciting, surprisingly impactful climax.