Piccadilly Incident is a cheap English WW2 drama that was apparently and perhaps understandably a big critical and commercial hit in immediate post - war Britain, with the conflict and its after effects so fresh in the public's minds. What I find interesting about this patently dull film, is that upon its delayed release in North America, even an abbreviated version was generally savaged by American critics, who summarily dismissed it as tedious and uninteresting. I have to agree with them.
I've seen the full 103 minute version and believe me, it's a trial. What's a potentially interesting premise - participants in a wartime quickie marriage, get separated, with the wife incorrectly presumed dead and the husband later remarrying - turns into a padded out, wearisome episode, complete with an extremely dated, preachy coda about British inheritance laws in existence at that time.
The whole "quickie marriage" affair crazily drags on for at least half of the movie before Diana and Alan actually tie the knot, surely defeating the purpose of the supposedly rushed nature of the romance. During this time we are subjected bizarrely to a couple of full length vaudeville musical/dance numbers which have absolutely nothing to do with the main storyline. I'd venture a guess to suggest it was because of Anna Neagle's (playing Diana) reputation in those areas and who also, was director Herbert Willcox's wife and for no other earthly reason.
Then every opportunity to actually inject some sort of action into the storyline is stymied, probably due to budgetary limitations. A good storyline will still frequently be able to circumvent such constraints. But that's not what we get here. Thus we never see Diana's ship sunk and virtually nothing of consequence happens on the tropical island she is stranded on for some 3 years with a handful of other survivors. That is apart from her spurning the advances of another male survivor, who urges her to forget her husband, as he is likely to have forgotten her. (He was sort of right.)
Meanwhile Alan is crippled, again an opportunity for some action we never see. But we do see him lie around on a couch for awhile, pining for his supposedly drowned Diana, until he gets married again to an American woman (who doesn't sound the slightest bit American) and they have a baby, Diana returns, whereupon the movie turns extremely melodramatic until its very predictable conclusion. (This was the 1940's after all and you can't have a spouse end up a bigamist.)
I'd suggest lucky America perhaps received a version sans padding such as the musical numbers, as well as a pared down Piccadilly romance, but that wasn't to be enough for a film that has so little dramatic substance. It's best avoided.
As a footnote I watched in vain for the Roger Moore cameo that supposedly happens during the film. Like the movie itself, another missed opportunity.
