Casaque arc-en-ciel

Bill Owen had just starred for Dearden & Relph in a stark black & white drama about boxing called 'The Square Ring', and Ealing presumably felt the need to lighten up a bit for their next film shot largely on location in immaculate Technicolor by Otto Heller. Hence the title.

A subplot concerns money owed by Owen to a loan shark played by an unbilled Bernard Lee (also unbilled are David Hemmings, and Katie Johnson in an amusing cameo), one of whose goons cuts Owen's lip with a beer glass, thus serving to remind us that this is still the Britain of ration books and spivs. But the subplot simply prolongs the film without actually making it any more interesting.

Seventh-billed Honor Blackman as Edward Underdown's wife looks ravishing in Technicolor - and in jodhpurs provides some Bond Girl glamour - but is largely absent from the second half of the film.

I quite enjoyed this slightly over-long tale of a young, aspiring jockey. There isn't much about the nags that "Georgie" (Fella Edmonds) doesn't know and he yearns to get a race. That might just prove possible when he encounters disgraced former champion "Sam" (Bill Owen) at a meeting where he successfully calls the result. Next thing, he's got a job as a stable boy where he could get a ride for the wealthy "Mr. Logan" (Robert Morley). He is a loyal young man who really only wants to help his mother (Kay Walsh) and now, to repay his mentor. It's the latter man who might put a spanner in his works, though - he has got into some trouble and now needs a "favour" from his young protegée. Just managing to get away with that, we just know there will be more unscrupulousness to come - but maybe, just maybe, "Sam" might just grow a pair and save the young man from having to follow in his inauspicious footsteps? Basil Dearden has assembled a solid cast here with an on-form Morley, Wilfrid Hyde-White very much playing to type and a few regulars like Sid James and Michael Trubshawe in there too. Edmonds does fine as the engaging and honourable young lad and by the conclusion, I suspect everyone wanted a few quid on his horse. Sure, it's all a bit predictable but so many of these films were just designed to take our attention from the post-war ravages that still dogged most of daily life in Britain. This one does that quite engagingly and is worth a watch.

I love horses and the racing world and so that is a bonus but I thoroughly enjoyed the film. The characters were believable and likeable with the backdrop and humour of the stable lads amusing. I read that this was based on a true story and it seems probable - just the sort of thing of that era. Interesting from a social history point of view. It was fun to see Sid James and Wilfred Hyde White in the cameo roles. OK the close up of the riders was a bit unconvincing but it is a film of it's time and I'm rating it 8. I find it strange that one of the two lead actors, Fella Edmonds as the young jockey, scarcely gets a mention.

But a winner in many ways,unless your short sighted like one review on here.You will need a bit of imagination and remember when this was made 1954. Bill Owen star of many British films of that time yes compo,good solid turn in this one,like many of his films.All ok performances and a believable and ok story worth a watch.Watch out for lame reviewers that can't see beyond their short nose.

if you enjoy horse racing and all that goes with it.If like me you find it a complete bore don't waste your time with this film.The only good thing about it is the colour cinematography.The story is full of clichés and it is surprising to realise that the great T.E.B.Clarke was the scriptwriter.I have to say that after a relatively short period of time I pulled up lame as I was clearly unable to last the course and was unwilling to risk a stewards enquiry.All the usual characters were to be seen such as Robert Morely and Wilfred Hyde White.However by this time Ealing was starting to run out of steam and more importantly money.It only had 2 years left before it was sold to BBC for television productions.You might call that a lame finish.