During WW2, a Norwegian fishing village is no longer flying the Nazi flag. After entering the village to find out why, the Nazi invaders are shocked to find carnage – dead bodies everywhere. The film then goes into flashback to describe the events that have led to this moment.
There are pockets of resistance in the village that Nazi Captain Helmut Dantine (Koenig) has to contend with – small scale stuff but a continuous presence and fisherman Errol Flynn (Gunnar) and doctor's daughter Ann Sheridan (Karen) are usual suspects. Flynn, Sheridan and Dantine lead the cast admirably in their roles but not everyone fares so well, especially with the clichéd dialogue they are given. Cases in point are Polish floozy Nancy Coleman (Katja), the awfully saccharine Ruth Gordon who plays Sheridan's mother and the idiot headmaster Morris Carnovsky. They somewhat ruin the film in that we just don't care what happens to them. This is bad news given that they are given key sequences to act out. All meaning to their scenes gets diffused with other sentiments, mainly – what awful acting and stupid behaviour. Even doctor Walter Huston as Dunne's father left me indifferent and I've liked him in other films.
I've been to Trondheim in Norway and it is pretty impressive and eerie with all the destroyers parked in the port. You can't help but feel a military presence, so I feel the urgency for these villagers to take their village back. Unfortunately, this film drags. It's OK to watch but could and should have been much better. There is about one memorable scene – check out what village vicar Richard Fraser does when he decides which way his bread is buttered.
There are pockets of resistance in the village that Nazi Captain Helmut Dantine (Koenig) has to contend with – small scale stuff but a continuous presence and fisherman Errol Flynn (Gunnar) and doctor's daughter Ann Sheridan (Karen) are usual suspects. Flynn, Sheridan and Dantine lead the cast admirably in their roles but not everyone fares so well, especially with the clichéd dialogue they are given. Cases in point are Polish floozy Nancy Coleman (Katja), the awfully saccharine Ruth Gordon who plays Sheridan's mother and the idiot headmaster Morris Carnovsky. They somewhat ruin the film in that we just don't care what happens to them. This is bad news given that they are given key sequences to act out. All meaning to their scenes gets diffused with other sentiments, mainly – what awful acting and stupid behaviour. Even doctor Walter Huston as Dunne's father left me indifferent and I've liked him in other films.
I've been to Trondheim in Norway and it is pretty impressive and eerie with all the destroyers parked in the port. You can't help but feel a military presence, so I feel the urgency for these villagers to take their village back. Unfortunately, this film drags. It's OK to watch but could and should have been much better. There is about one memorable scene – check out what village vicar Richard Fraser does when he decides which way his bread is buttered.