Alle 4 del mattino, due uomini... due donne

Strong performances and haunting visuals (such as the final shot of the Thames) paint an involving human drama. It's bleak, it's not fun, but it is a taut example of kitchen sink. A haunting early score by John Barry (Bond, Dances With Wolves) and a superb thespian performance by a young Judi Dench stand out.

This movie belongs to the social dramas that emerge in the UK film industry during the early sixties, some kind of Ken Loach before his time. Directors such Lindsay Anderson, Karel Reisz, Tony Richardson, Bryan Forbes, John Schlesinger were the main providers of such movies showing the British way of life for the common people, certainly not the Lords' one. This movie is excellent, the script awesome, acting flawless, and Judi Dench long before her role in 007 films till SKYFALL. So this British drama is brilliant, so smartly edited, built around this corpse found in the river.... It is riveting, never boring despite the many talks.

Very fine UK film, probably now most famous for being John Barry's first film score. At times rather languid, the dialogue is excellent and the performances effective. The London riverside shots are a real bonus as so much of the shoreline has changed so much and the docks all gone. Atmospheric and utterly English complete with a crying baby being given aspirin and drunk husband bringing mate home in the early hours and asking his wife if she fancies joining them for a drink. Although already a stage actress, I believe this was Judi Dench's first film and she does very well in a difficult role. The young would be lovers who take a speedboat for a spin are not so easy to believe in now what with her reluctance to have sex before he says that he loves her, but this was pre pill and exactly right for the time.

Made in 1965 by Anthony Simmons at the tail-end of the British 'Kitchen Sink' period, this existential mystery contains some beautifully noir camera-work and features Judi Dench looking cute despite the rather sordid scenario, before she abandoned the cinema for theatre. Her part, of wronged wife and central mystery figure, did not necessarily call for a great deal of heavily emotional acting, but she put that over clearly in just two or three lines, in one scene. Joe Melia also does a fine bit of sub-Shakespearean clowning. This is by no means the only film Simmons directed, and it's about time it was brought up from the vaults along with whatever else can be found in one piece; in fact, it's about time for a Kitchen Sink Revival.

"Four in the Morning" was one of the key British kitchen-sink movies of the sixties and yet today it is virtually unknown and very little seen. It was basically a 'small' picture, (I first saw it on the bottom half of a double-bill with Peter Watkins' "The War Game", telling two stories, both involving young women, and set in London, (whereas most kitchen-sink films were set in the 'grim' North), unfolding over the course of one night. There is a third story of sorts, a kind of documentary in which the body of a young woman is taken from the Thames. Could this be one of the woman we've met in the other stories? The writer/director was Anthony Simmons who, despite living to the age of 93, had a very short career in cinema, (he moved onto television), and the women in question were Ann Lynn and a young Judi Dench who won a BAFTA as Most Promising Newcomer. It's a sad little film with no respite from the gloom and you wonder what audience Simmons had in mind, (when I first saw it there were only two of us in the cinema), and at times it's more in keeping with something made for television though personally I think it's more redolent of something Antonioni might have done, (there are moments when Ann Lynn is a dead ringer for Monica Vitti). Either way, it certainly didn't deserve its fate and it cries out to be seen.