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David Lean's production of "Ryan's Daughter"is an outstanding piece of cinematic artistry. It's a romantic drama set in a small village on the Irish coastline. The mood of the villagers is as changeable as the waves that crash upon the shore. David Lean uses the sea for dramatic effect as he alternates between the village people and the sea itself. John Mills as Michael the inquisitive village idiot is superb as we watch him play with a box of explosives. Sarah Miles plays Rosy torn between the love for her Irish schoolteacher husband (Robert Mitchum) and an unbridled passion for a newly arrived British officer (Christopher Jones). Village gossip virtually destroys Rosy's life. Trevor Howard as the local much-respected priest gives a compelling performance as one who tries to keep the peace in a troubled village. The shell-shocked officer with dreadful memories of his time in the trenches in France has a distinct presence on screen. His part requires little dialogue, the emotions being portrayed through eye and body language. Some of the loveliest scenes I thought were those of the high cliffs and broad beaches where Rosy often walked alone with the incoming tide.Unfortunately footprints in the sand can reveal the most intimate secrets! The wild storm in which the locals attempt to salvage boxes of ammunition from a shipwreck in raging seas is one of the most realistic and exciting sequences I have seen. We are reminded constantly in the film that the sea is the dominant player. Photography, sound effects and music blend into a perfect whole. In one word...a winner!

In 1918 Ireland a school teacher's wife and an army captain have an illicit affair that has far reaching consequences.

The film that cast Robert Mitchum so against type as to be untrue (a cuckold husband!) and whose critical response drove a great director to near two decades of silence has to be viewed; if only as cinema history.

This is a small film blown up to try and be an epic, which it is not and that is the first of its faults. Nevertheless I think it is an important and enjoyable product that I have seen twice, once for the film and once to re-live the unbelievable cinematography and action scenes. The lifeboat scene is one of the greatest pieces of cinema ever, it should feature in film schools.

The problem with adultery is that directors always try and limit blame because they fear alienating the audience. Here we have no reason for it other than lust and selfishness, one person's happiness (if only brief) is only achieved by taking someone else's.

I have long held the view that Mitchum was underrated as an actor and has a wonderful speaking voice. I am glad he has this on his C.V, not that he will be need it anymore. Miles is equally good, although it is not as hard as hard a part to play. John Mills - as the village idiot - won an Oscar for his over-the-top performance that he reports upon faithfully on his autobiography. "They sat me down and gave me the worst haircut they could think of..."

It has been said so many before, but there is no real need for a film with modest intentions to be so long. I actually don't mind because I have a lot of patience with quality material and know there will be some great scenes in any David Lean film. I am just sorry that the main man had such a fragile ego; especially when the industry had rewarded him with so much silverware.

I wish someone would do a little project to re score this film with an Irish soundtrack. The score by Maurice Jarre is god awful and rips away any romance or passion that's under the surface. It also completely undercuts the visuals making the piece feel off kilter and parochial. Where the bolt script isn't quite as bad as some say it is.

It is such a major tragedy that one of the greatest directors in the history of film, David Lean was so savaged by the critics after pouring vast stores of time, energy and devotion into this production. It has long been clear to me why "Ryan's Daughter" was so poorly received. After Lean's previous epics, everyone was certain that, with all the time and money that went into this film, and with its lengthy running time, it would simply have to be a similar type of show. When people bring such expectations to a movie and are confronted with something so daringly different, they often focus on what they didn't see and miss the virtue of the picture they saw. This film is too "slow", too absorbed with the subtle dynamics of the interaction between its characters for a viewer who is burning to see vast battle scenes, mighty parades and mobs of extras caught up in violent historical struggles. The "spectacle" in this film (and spectacle it is indeed) comes from the exquisite widescreen lensing of stunning Irish coastal scenery. The fabulous storm sequence with villagers battling raging surf in their efforts to retrieve floating contraband is, in my opinion, unmatched in all the thousands of movies I have seen. The drama of the central characters' lives and the depiction of the way the eternal conflicts that continue to trouble their nation work to destroy normal existence for them....this all works for me. I guess there are going to be many who just can't buy into the whole thing, but I can only feel sorry for them. To me, Lean did create an epic here, but not the traditional kind that everyone came to see. It is a "feast-for-the-eyes", intimate epic of the tumultuous emotional life of a little village caught in a swirl of hatred, suspicion, prejudice and seething conflict with an occupying army. One of my dearest hopes is that I may live to see a handsome DVD release of this splendid masterpiece before too much more time elapses. It should NEVER be viewed in some pan-and-scan edition on an ordinary TV! Seen this way with all that glorious cinematography cropped and miniaturized, "Ryan's Daughter" could indeed be seen as a failure. I always wonder how many magnificent David Lean films we will never see as a result of the unproductive years that resulted from the crushing effect on the director of the widespread rejection of this wonderful creation. What a travesty!

I was the 2nd Assistant Director on "Ryan's Daughter". Beginning in January 1970 I lived in Dingle, Co. Kerry for over a year. Struggling with the weather and so many other issues. I've worked on many other films and theater productions over my many years' career, eventually becoming a producer, but "Ryan's Daughter", originally called "Coming of Age" (Robert Bolt), was my proudest association. Bolt was a brilliant writer. Of course no one was as brilliant as David Lean. His every move was masterful. Before meeting him on the set people lauded him as if he were a god. Then I first saw him: on a platform in an arm chair. Like God himself! Jonathan Burrows.

There's a reason nobody makes films of almost three and a half hours anymore and why using Irish actors for Irish roles is preferred, although John Mills is outstanding but he doesn't have to say a word. Great scenery and the storm during the recovery on the rocks must have been a challenge to film and ever so slightly dangerous. You should see this once if for no other reason than to have an opinion but brew some coffee first.

Several years back, when I was a 30-year-old woman, I was feeling quite sad. I was in a video shop in Seoul when I came across Ryan's Daughter. The cover looked good, so I brought it home. Wow, I did I feel catharsis after watching this movie. The only thing that would have been better would have been able to meet the young male soldier in person!

I have never seen such a deeply psychological probing of the female psyche as in this film. At that time, many women suffered under the yoke of a conservative male society. This is well displayed in this film. I am greatly impressed by the way Director David Lean sensitively explored the sexuality of the lead female character. The mix of the effects of war and love are well expressed.

This is my favourite movie, and I when my daughter turns 30, I will undoubtedly recommend it to her. Thank you, David Lean.

As often happens with great talent, the public's expectations often bring the artist down with a crash. We saw it with as disparate talents as Tennessee Williams, David O. Selznick, and here we see it with David Lean.

Lean was one of the great filmmakers of the 20th century, capable of doing intimate films like Brief Encounter and huge epics like Lawrence of Arabia. And therein lies the problem. How could the director of Dr. Zhivago and Lawrence of Arabia give the public anything less than a masterpiece? Well, even the greats are entitled to take on a challenge, and not everything they do has to be magnificent. Artists should be allowed to grow and expand.

In doing Ryan's Daughter, Lean faced some challenges that were difficult to overcome.

First, let's look at the positives. On the big screen, this must have been overwhelmingly beautiful to watch. The landscapes, the beach, the town, the incredible storm -- a feast for the eyes.

Then there are sublime performances by Robert Mitchum and Sarah Miles as a schoolteacher, Charles, and his wife, Rosy. He's a simple man and not very exciting; she's a young woman with no worldly experience whose life is turned upside down when she falls in love with a British soldier (Christopher Jones) with PTSD. Leo McCrary plays her father, a gruff but weak man, and he's excellent even if he did hate making this movie. He wasn't alone. Robert Mitchum had messages to Lean delivered by Sarah Miles, and Sarah Miles was furious having to act opposite Christopher Jones.

To continue with the cast, most of them are excellent, including Trevor Howard as the local priest and John Mills as the Village Idiot. The latter is the kind of role that wins Oscars, and this one followed the formula, winning one for Mills.

In making this film, Lean was faced with the difficulty of the weather, which at times hung up the filming for as long as four weeks. No matter how good you are, crossing paths with Mother Nature somehow never works. The best part of this film is the storm scene, terrifying in its scope. How Lean filmed it at all is a miracle.

His other problem was Christopher Jones, a total disaster. Lean cast him on the basis of seeing him in another film, but at the time, he didn't realize the actor had been dubbed. He soon learned that not only could Jones not act, but he refused to do the kind of love scenes that Lean had been eager to shoot since his Brief Encounter days, when the code was in place.

Jones would not participate in the love scenes with Miles, which angered her. What angered her further no doubt was the fact that Jones apparently said he wasn't attracted to her. I guess he thought he was attending a college mixer and not there to do a job. Did he think she was attracted to him, and that's why she was willing to do the scenes? They were critical to her character, showing her in a passionate love affair, her awakening as a full woman.

Lean wound up cheating the love scenes and hiring Julian Holloway to dub Jones, after taking most of his lines away from him. Jones should have been embarrassed, but he probably wasn't. I interviewed him some years ago. He was given a lot of opportunities. He blew them.

Set during the Easter Rising of 1916, Ryan's Daughter is a beautiful movie, if overlong and with too sprightly music given the plot. The ending is ambiguous, but I think we can conclude what will happen.

This is a story of betrayal, adultery, cruelty, passion, and love. It's not Lean's greatest. But any Lean film is worth seeing and a lot better than probably 80% of the films out there.

More than 30 years after the movie was made, "Ryan's Daughter" needs to be compared with his other important works--'Lawrence of Arabia', 'Dr Zhivago', 'Bridge on the River Kwai' and 'A Passage to India'.

Visually the three finest are "Ryan's Daughter," "Lawrence of Arabia" and "Dr Zhivago."

Aurally--music and sound--the finest two are "Ryan's Daughter" and "Dr Zhivago"

If performances make a movie, four of the movies were outstanding "Ryan's Daughter", "Dr Zhivago," "Lawrence of Arabia" and "Bridge on the River Kwai."

Yet why is "Ryan's Daughter" not considered the finest? There is no hero, there is no heroine--it is a film of anti-heroes. It is a film that focuses on the ugly side of human reality where everyone is a loser--husband, wife, lover, priest, soldier, revolutionary, and even the traitor. It provides a realism that we glimpsed in patches in 'Dr Zhivago' and 'A passage to India' -- a realism that almost eluded us in "Lawrence of Arabia"

The film's strengths lie in two aspects that were most criticized some thirty years ago--its music and its screenplay.

Hear Maurice Jarre's score today and you will realize the notes hark back to Lean's previous work (mostly Zhivago and little of Lawrence) with the comical allusions to the village fool's gait. Jarre's score in "Ryan's daughter" may not have the universal appeal of Lara's theme in Zhivago, but a close study of the score will unfold riches to the aural senses when compared to the simplistic Lara's theme.

Bolt's original screenplay is as rewarding to study as "Jude the Obscure" to a student of Thomas Hardy or "Titus Andronicus" to a Shakespeare student. Bolt (and Lean, of course) provides food for thought--who is good and who is bad, who is ugly and who is beautiful, who is crippled and who is whole...

It is easier to make lovely, heroic epics such as "Lawrence" or "Zhivago" than to make a film on losers and moral and physical cripples such as "Ryan's Daughter." I think this is Lean's and Bolt's finest work. It is also Robert Mitchum's finest work as it was in the case of Christopher Jones, Leo McKern and Trevor Howard. John Mills stood out among the fine performers because his character was spectacular.

I am a great admirer of most of Lean's films and having seen the film thrice, I rate it as his best and perhaps his most complex yet mature work.

David Lean is not quite at his best here like he was with Lawrence of Arabia, Bridge on the River Kwai, Great Expectations, Oliver Twist and Brief Encounter, but Ryan's Daughter is a very good (though flawed film). It is better than most directors' later films and did not deserve the critical roasting it got.

There were a couple of things that weren't quite right with Ryan's Daughter. Christopher Jones, despite looking the part, is dreadfully stiff and wooden in his role, showing little involvement or range, by far the (only) weak link in the cast. And while the score from Maurice Jarre has its moments like the main theme, the tavern scene and the beach hallucination and is not bad music at all on its own, it is for me the weakest of his collaborations with Lean and doesn't fit within the film, sounding too inappropriately jaunty often (especially Michael's theme) in a film that would have benefited better with a lusher, more Celtic touch.

However, Ryan's Daughter is a beautiful-looking film, with grand settings, rich use of colours and Freddie Young's sweeping Oscar-winning cinematography (especially in the storm scene). It's superbly directed as ever by Lean, taking full advantage of the epic scope of the visuals and story and while deliberate he does succeed in making the story compelling and the characters interesting enough. The script from Robert Bolt is intelligent, witty and very thoughtful and never becomes over-the-top or slack, complete with a good balance of the personal, the historical and the political.

With the story, it's deliberate in pace but never interminably so and is often very moving (even if a few parts in the first half could have done with more meat), complete with the unforgettable storm scene. It is also one of Lean's more cohesive later stories, being less sprawling than Doctor Zhivago and less drifting than A Passage to India (which are also both fine films). The historical backdrop is very effective, more so I feel than Doctor Zhivago's, and the characters are interesting and intimate.

Apart from Jones, the performances are of a very high standard. Robert Mitchum was courageous casting and is a revelation in a different and gentler role to the tough guy roles he took on, while Sarah Miles is moving as one of the characters that evolves the most throughout the course of the story. Whether John Mills deserved his Oscar is up to debate, but what matters more to me was whether his performance is good and, while it is understandably one of the film's most divisive components, the almost unrecognisable Mills is very amusing and affecting as the village idiot. Leo McKern more than excellently portrays a hypocritical, cowardly and domineering father figure and Trevor Howard does a wonderful job providing the moral compass of the story. Barry Foster shows off briefly but is suitably intense and grittily dignified, likewise Gerald Sim's appearance is very brief but is very memorable.

Overall, a flawed but very good and undervalued (back then and now) film from David Lean. It may not be quite a masterpiece, but it is not even close to a disaster. 8/10 Bethany Cox

Almost everything is wrong with this film. It is two hours too long, the production was frankly insane and involved Robert Mitchum OD-ing Christopher Jones because he did not like Sarah Miles, and seriously, why did John Mills get an Oscar for giving one of the most painful mutes performances ever? The two stars are for the camera work, the film's only merit, although even it is over done at times. In 1970 the film was rightly panned by the critics but it was a huge financial success, the sole reason for this being obviously that it is set in Ireland so every American of Irish descent ran out like a lemming to see it.

The film consists of a series of underdeveloped or overdeveloped scenes, with a lot of Irish crowd violence and Anglophobia (unfunny while attempting to be humorous) and a beta-situation about arms smuggling involving the main character's father to complicate what is otherwise a simple tale of adultery that defies any description other than disturbing. Whether it is a drama or a comedy I do not think anyone truly knows.

This movie is my favorite of all time. It is a masterpiece! It is the very best of David Lean, though many do not believe so. It is absolute perfection and I am amazed each time I watch it. The acting, the costuming, makeup, characters and cinematography are a journey of the senses one can only imagine. This film has not received the credit it deserves. If you love action movies this is not for you. If you want constant excitement it's not for you. But there is a little of everything, romance, action, incredible scenes of Ireland, complicated relationships, physical and emotional joy, treachery and tragedy and depth for the soul.

My thoughts on Ryan's Daughter (1970) can be summed up by one word, betrayal. Betrayal plays a big part in the screenplay but it can also be applied to the treatment of this film upon release in 1970 I suppose.

The film, all three hours, twenty or so is set on the western coast of Ireland, still under British rule in 1917. British soldiers occupy the island like glorified police amongst a backdrop of Repulican sentiment from the indigenous population, here a small village on the coast.

We are introduced to several characters amongst them Rosy Ryan who meets the local schoolteacher, Charles Shaughnessy and they marry.

Rosy is the daughter of the village publican, Tom Ryan. However Rosy becomes bored of married life and fmhas a love affair with a recently deployed British soldier who is a hero from his exploits in The Great War that have left him with a wooden leg and shellshock.

The story becomes drawn out at times but well filmed with sweeping camera shots by Freddie Young and an excellent score by Maurice Jarre. Director, David Lean follows the path of his previous three films in entering epic territory.

Shaughnessy has well founded suspicions of the affair and after the intermission it all comes to light. A secondary plot line of activity by the IRB and the alleged tipping off to the British of the coastal weapons smuggling is brought to the fore. Another betrayal is revealed which I am loathe to spoil.

The cast, Trevor Howard as the village Priest, Robert Mitchum as Shaughnessy and John Mills as an annoying yet likeable village idiot character, Michael are all excellent as are the supporting cast.

Now the betrayal that also sprung to my mind was the critical mauling this film received on release. So much so that it lead to a 14 year absence of David Lean from film making.

True it perhaps could have been further edited. Apparently cuts were already made. I had reservations about watching the film because of its large running time. However I urge all cinephiles who love Ireland, film stories that are engrossing and the back catalogue of Lean and the cast to check it out. I found it worth the effort and it gets a positive from me, not that I'm worthy!

The reputation of this film seems to ebb and flow like the waves of the Atlantic ocean which so dominates the scenery. A vast budget and a shoot lasting more than a year, combined with director David Leans reputation for delivering huge money making blockbusters, resulted in what were probably unachievable expectations for this film. Lean, previously so successful in creating incredible panoramic images on film, seemed to have taken on too great a challenge with this undertaking. The story was indeed interesting, affecting and at times very touching and human, while the cast lead by a towering Robert Mitchum was, as in all David Lean productions, second to none. However, everything, story, cast and master director,were all dwarfed and ultimately swallowed up by the shear power and grandeur of the landscape. It was difficult at times to not to be both distracted and disinterested in the intrigues of the lives of the characters, when the wild fury of the Atlantic was unleashed in all it's majesty or when, as Trevor Howard remarked as the first sign of the approaching storm appeared over the top of the mountain, "it was if the Lord himself was coming" or words to that effect. Perhaps in a film of great battles, where the clamor of the fighting could compete with the thunder of the storm and the turrets of medieval castles could distract us momentarily from the towering battlements of the mountains, the lives of the characters could become more relevant. To see the major fault in Ryan's Daughter we have to look back briefly to David Lean's two previous epic's, Laurence of Arabia and Doctor Zhivago and to the locations in which the stories are set. In Laurence of Arabia the desert is hot, still, tree less and despite it's undeniable stark beauty, it is also largely featureless. In such a setting as when the Arab appears out of the sun, every small movement is apparent, every nuance of the actor is noticed, we are drawn in close to the characters, we can see the sweat on their brow. Similarly in Doctor Zhivago, the landscape although beautiful,is almost in a state of frozen sterility and the only place we the audience can find warmth is in the faces and lives of the characters. In Ryan's Daughter however, the elements of nature are in constant motion, changing, threatening, overbearing, unassailable. Even Mitchum if he were at his most powerful and brooding could not shine in such a setting. For me personally, the one great scene in the film was when Major Dorian decided to commit suicide. It was David Lean at his best. It was evening, the sun was sinking, the tide was ebbing and the breezes of the day had died away. For the first time since the beginning of the film, the elemental forces of nature which had been vying for our attention became stilled. It was as if they like us were holding their breath and watching,quietly waiting to see what Major Dorian would do. The strange stillness even reached into the teacher's house and was only broken when the force of the explosion which killed Dorian rattled the cutlery. Soon after this at the very end of the film, with Major Dorian dead and with the teacher and Rosy possibly having a new start, the scene was one of freshness with the countryside damp, lush and clean after overnight rain. A great film? well, Freddy Young's photography was certainly great and he deserved his Oscar, but Young's expertise played no small part in this films failure to draw the viewer in and become involved with the characters.Young, at the behest of Lean, gave a virtuoso performance of his art and, as we have seen his efforts while extraordinarily beautiful to look at, left the actors trying to compete against nature at it's rawest and most volatile and, left the film as a whole fatally flawed...As a matter of interest,I live near to where Ryan's Daughter was filmed and many of my older friends and two of my uncles worked as extra's for the duration of the film. Every time I watch this film I can recognize the faces of so many old friends who have now passed on.Perhaps a short note about the actors and their relationship with the locals during filming might be of interest. Leo Mc Kern who played Ryan, was liked by the local people and the extra's on the film although he suffered from bouts of frustration and perhaps even depression, from the difficult conditions and prolonged shoot, and it was no surprise that after the film was finished he took a year off and toured Australia in a camper van with his family to recover! Trevor Howard who played the priest was a terribly bad tempered and sour man who was disliked by all who came in contact with him whether they were working on the film or not. John Mills however was a gentleman to his core, who mixed freely with the extra's and local people and is very fondly remembered by all. Robert Mitchum was... well Robert Mitchum. In truth Mitchum was a man who, from the very start was sullen and withdrawn, and this increased as the shoot went completely out of control. A true story my uncle told me about Mitchum might not be widely known so I'll repeat it here. One day David Lean was setting up the extra's for a scene and it went on for hour after hour. Suddenly Mitchum exploded. He ran in front of David Lean and turning his back, he dropped his trousers and exposed his behind to the camera. Referring to the extra's, he roared at Lean,"you've photographed every damn bum in Ireland now photograph mine".

Despite being a great fan of science-fiction/action (indeed my 'Top 10' film list would contain 7 or 8 from this genre) it is THIS film that is my No.1 favourite all-time movie.

Ryan's Daughter isn't a Dr Zhivago, or a Bridge on the River Kwai, granted...but it's still a majestic, epic film.

Beautifully filmed in a glorious location, with magical music, and a love story that is silent & subdued yet so powerful at the same time. How can anyone not be moved by it?

I find the cinematography & score combine to make it absolutely haunting. And I WILL visit the setting ONE day...

After Lawrence of Arabia, Bridge over the River Kwai, and Dr Zhivago, the world was David Lean's oyster. When he decided that he would like to film a simple love story set in Ireland in 1916, this was fair enough.

What he didn't realise was that given his obsessive attention to detail and the willingness of his backers to finance his budget, he could no longer confine himself to simple, it had to be an epic.

Five things conspired to thwart his progress.

1) Maurice Jarre. When Jarre was commissioned to develop the score, he either didn't understand the requirement, or he had a score lying around that he thought might fit the bill. Think Irish doomed romance and it conjures up haunting, wistful melancholy - e.g. Mountains of Mourne. What you don't expect is what sounds like a French Military Brass Band contest. This becomes very irritating throughout.

2) Christopher Jones. An actor with only one facial expression and a flat American accent who was plucked by Lean from relative obscurity to play the doomed Major Doryan and was also suffering some form of nervous breakdown. While lauded as the next James Dean he simply could not raise his game, argued with Lean, Sarah Miles and others and had to have all his lines dubbed after completion

3) the weather. Whereas you might know what to expect in the desert, or Sri Lanka, the Irish weather knows no masters, and given Leans obsession with getting the lighting and background correct, the crew had to wait around for weeks before the right sun appeared. Given that Robert Mitchum and Trevor Howard are not the most patient of people, this produced a lot of tension.

4) The village and the villagers. There must be countless Irish villages on the West and South Coast that could fit the requirement, of course Lean had to build his own, which was subsequently knocked down. Apart from two or three stock caricatures, the rhubarbing villagers all magically appear from the surrounding hinterland whenever there is action. What on earth do they do with their time- shouldn't they be fishing or planting potatoes

5) Trevor Howard. Once a fine sensitive actor, but now an alcoholic. As the priest he stomps around bellowing in a rich brogue and breathing fire and brimstone and again inserts himself into the proceedings only when somebody needs a telling off.

While there are some superb scenes and visually the film is stunning, and John Mills is brilliant as the village idiot Michael who perhaps understands more than he lets on, many performances and scenes appear contrived, and the film is at least 30 minutes too long. It didn't deserve the panning it received on release and the Dingle peninsula has gained an enormous boost from the film, but it falls short of the "masterpiece" accolade.

The first time I saw "Ryan's Daughter", it did not register as strongly as Lean's other films. Though I found it visually impressive, the seemingly slight story seemed overblown and laborious. However, since then, with each successive viewing, I have come to the conclusion that not only is this the work of a superb artist at the height of his powers, but ultimately one of the great love "poems" the cinema has given us. A work of staggering beauty and sensitivity, a work of art of such extraordinary dimension and power, superlatives seem redundant and insulting. Instead it has to be felt, deep in the heart of the viewer, and as such, become part of the soul. A work of genius and a masterpiece. Thank you, David Lean and co.

It's worth seeing for the beautiful photography by Freddie Young (who did Zhivago and Lawrence) and a fine performance by Trevor Howard. John Mills got a Best Supporting Actor award as Michael, the "village idiot." He doesn't so much act as display the crooked teeth insert and goggle at whatever he looks at. Ironically, he seems to be the only one who knows what's going on at times.

But the film is way too long; Lean at this point got it into his head that every film needed to be "epic." The result is poorly paced, with some scenes going on and on. With some clever editing (after all, this is how Lean got started in film) the story could have lost an hour easily.

And the musical score is dreadful, with totally inappropriate bombastic brass blaring obnoxiously during scenes that required setting an entirely different mood. Rather alarmingly, the score was nominated for a Grammy.

The critics tore into Lean savagely, which was an overreaction; there are some real problems here, but overall it is still a very good film; it highlights both the anti-English views of the village people and their willingness to take action, while also showing how provincial and mean-spirited they could be to their own.

The storm sequence is the dramatic highlight and provides the only real sustained tension in the film.

According my files this fabulous movie l'd watched for first time in 1999 on TV, maybe the last part, but now on DVD restoration l watched in complete way and David Lean looks like the same, true genius!!! Even three hours long the movie never boring you, all time is interesting, firstly by native Irish people who are the same in all history, good drinking, the women is jealous and the priest have to fix up everything, apart from that Mitchum in plenty form as old professor and Sarah Miles fantastic as flaming wife and the location is simply breathtaking, the Ireland's coastline provides a wonderful places to Lean tell your story, Mckern in another great performance too!! Anyway a movie to watch & revisit as well !!!

Thanks for reading.

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First watch: 1999 / How many: 2 / Source: TV-DVD / Rating: 9.

Over the years, a legend has taken root that RYAN'S DAUGHTER is a neglected masterpiece – unappreciated and unacknowledged. This impression may have been reinforced by the savage reviews that greeted the film's opening. But, alas, this is no masterpiece. (For the record: I saw the film four or five times in a theater, including once in its roadshow presentation which was about 30 minutes longer than other engagements. I have also seen it several times in a letterbox video version. I am a big David Lean fan – but one who is ready to admit that even a master can make a less-than-perfect film.) To be sure, there are things to like. The photography is astonishingly beautiful – nothing short of stunning. Cinematographer Freddie Young captures Ireland in all its bleakness and majesty. (There is one shot in particular (it follows Robert Mitchum's character saying: "Go along, Kathleen, off with the others." -- about 1 hr 40 mins into the film) that is so perfectly framed and focused as to be worthy of comparison to a landscape painting.) The acting, with one exception, is solid. Robert Mitchum, as a cuckolded schoolmaster, effectively plays against type. Sarah Miles and the others are strong, and John Mills is very moving. There is evidence (anecdotal and in the way the film is edited) that Lean was frustrated by Christopher Jones. But even so, these aspects of the film – photography, acting, sets, etc. – work.

The content, however, leaves one gasping at the emptiness of the entire project. Soaring music, 70 mm photography and a long running time cannot turn a story into an epic. Even though the film was made on a huge scale with big sets and budget, the story is quite ordinary – and not very original at that. (Lean said he and Robert Bolt adapted Madame Bovary.) One definition of "epic" is a work (novel, film) that gives us an insight into a historical period or a movement. In A PASSAGE TO India, the main character's inability to understand India parallels Great Britain's own failures as an occupying force. A MAN FOR ALL SEASONS uses a historical incident to dramatize the importance of standing on principle.

But RYAN'S DAUGHTER teaches us nothing about Ireland's struggle for independence. That would be fine if Lean were presenting this as an ordinary love story – but he's not. He and Bolt have framed their film as an epic, and they have a paucity of elements to justify that choice. Instead, they substitute other ingredients to cover up the weaknesses and emptiness of the script.

Maurice Jarre's overdone music – loud and a lot of it – attempts to add a larger dimension to the film. (I actually like the soundtrack a great deal: there are many beautiful, haunting melodies, but it doesn't serve the film well.) The celebrated storm that leads to the film's climax is spectacular, but is part of an irrelevant subplot involving Irish rebels and a cache of arms that only serves to pad the film's running time.

When it opened, critics savaged the film for expending so much time and money on what is essentially a simple story. Lean was singled out for particular criticism and the mean-spirited nature of these attacks may have contributed to the impression that this was a film that had been treated unfairly and must be a masterpiece just waiting to be rediscovered.

But such is not the case. RYAN'S DAUGHTER is beautiful, worthy of being seen and certainly worthy of being transferred to DVD. But to call it a neglected masterpiece disguises its flaws and detracts from films that have truly earned that distinction.

The storm was unlike anything I've ever seen, made more effective because it was real, not simulated effects of today.

But Sarah Miles was simply unbelievable as the spoiled, naive girl 'lured' into adultery by her own amorality. Yet never a hint of disgust at her adultery. In fact, the villagers, corporate peasants and robots all were made to seem the villains in their revulsion at her behavior. She was just a spoiled village kid. God knows why we weren't given some explanation as to her shallowness and willfulness somewhere in the film. But we're expected to sympathize with her. sorry, not from me.

The illogic of this film staggers belief: never another mention of the guy the Irish thug/rebel shoots dead, a constable of all things. Into the mine shaft with him and never again to show up even as a memory.

Don't waste your time, unless you want to see some beautiful Irish and South African scenery. That's where they moved finally when the Irish climate wouldn't co-operate. The voice-over commentary on the DVDs is even more ridiculous, repeating what's on Disc 1 in Disc 2 except for a few exceptions. Do they think we won't notice?

Yuk!