This guy has a curiously tiny mouth.
This short doesn’t really explain why a knock-out like Frances White would be so desperate to hang on to Ronald Fraser? He’s presented as having no redeeming qualities what so ever.
This is pretty weak. It’s basically a O. Henry story — but ambiguously! — so that it can be All Serious And Stuff.
It’s an elevator pitch padded out to 25 minutes.
Still, the performances are good. It’s better than the last one, but it’s still not actually worth watching.
The Fifthy-Seventh Saturday. Alan Clarke. 1968. ⚁