Two Thousand Women (1944)

Simply A Masterpiece

Admirable film.

It's fun, it's light, [but] it has a hard time when its tries to get heavy.

A terrific literary drama and character piece that shows how the process of creating art can be seen differently by those doing it and those looking at it from the outside.

I recently stumbled upon this film on Channel 4. Thankfully I only missed the first ten minutes as it turned out to be a most enjoyable film.If you're reading this review then you have most probably seen the movie so a synopsis is not needed.All I really have to say is that the mainly female cast is absolutely superb. I defy anyone to pick out a single performance that stands out from the rest. Phyllis Calvert, Patricia Roc, Thora Hird..the excellent cast just oozes British actresses who went on to even greater performances.The only thing that let's this film down are the actors who play the British soldiers. Whilst they are good, I found them maybe a little too old for the parts.All in all though, it is a splendid film. If a remake were made today, it could boast an amazing cast of todays British talent.I checked IMDb after watching this film and sadly, most of the cast are with us no more. It is as a tribute to them that I write this little review.

Anyone waiting in vain for a number 63 bus in November, 1944, who happened to see this film soon afterwards would have realised that the missing omnibus was being driven through this plot that makes gossamer look like industrial strength tungsten. It's almost impossible to imagine that anyone who saw it in late 1944 or early 1945 and had endured five years of austerity would not have been insulted by this portrait of women actually living in interement but enjoying better lifestyles than those enjoying freedom at home. There's a token scene at the beginning where established internees haul buckets of water upstairs to fill a bath for a batch of newcomers but otherwise the women are expertly dressed and coiffed and as icing on the cake Phyliss Calvert turns up to a concert - within the château and one that has not been rehearsed and/or even mentioned until it is in full swing - in an evening dress magicked from God knows where. On the credit side it is a chance to see a turnout of half the distaff side of the British film industry at the time via the likes of Flora Robson, Thora Hird (even carrying her own daughter, Janette Scott, then a babe in arms) Ann Crawford, Jean Kent, Renee Asherson and an uncredited Dulcie Gray. Nice cast, shame about the joke of a plot.

All those women are confined in a remarkably luxurious German internment camp without male company. What a waste, as so many of them seem to have film star looks and wardrobes to match. So what better spot for some British airforce chaps to seek refuge? Seriously now folks, those British boys must be helped to escape at once. But it's awfully hot in here don't you think, perhaps I'll just take a bath...After a slow and rather class-conscious opening, the story develops into a stylish, sometimes funny and often sexy battle of wits against the usual hapless German guards and the occasional informer. Along the way, the camera lingers wistfully on every stockinged thigh and lacy bosom, but somehow everyone manages to keep thinking of England – at least some of the time.A top cast of female leads.

The critics were a bit sniffy at the time of its release, but this is one of the jolliest films made during the war. It concerns a group of English women caught in France during World War II and interned in a posh hotel. It's full of the sort of "There'll always be an England" stiff upper lip stuff that looks so kitch these days, and yet there's also a feeling of release for these women since there are no men around.Sadly, some RAF men accidentally parachute into the camp and the women have to hide them from the Germans. The men are undercast and a bit dreary, but they wouldn't stand a chance against the cream of British character actresses anyway.The rest of the film concerns the women's attempts to smuggle the men out of the camp. The plot however is irrelevent. What matters is the way these actresses work without having to compete for billing with any male star. The film is fun, risque and the best British romp before Tom Jones.