Rattle of a Simple Man

I've seen this film twice over the years on the late night movies and would gladly buy a copy but it doesn't seem to be available on VHS anywhere from anybody - and believe me, I've looked! This is a pity because for a low budget film in black and white, most of which takes place between two people in one room, it succeeds in holding your interest as you really care what happens to the two principals. The movie takes you on an emotional roller coaster ride as you laugh and cry with them through their hopes, anger, fears and dreams. I would rate this as a 10 out of 10.

I was reminded of this film today in an article from the Guardian newspaper. I saw it at the age of 13 in the local fleapit, now a listed art deco building. I'm pretty sure it came with an X certificate, but I was big for my age and got in to many restricted shows - I'd got into The Birds a few months earlier. I also seem to recall that it was the "B" film and that I rated it far higher than the "A" film. I was blown away.

I only recall snippets now. Percy's petting of a cat. Mum's running to deliver a packed lunch. The rough lads and their baiting. I could empathise with Percy because although I ran with some yobs, I was also studious and had to keep a tight rein on being an outsider.

To my unformed mind, the conversation between Percy and Cyrenne was the love story of the century. I was utterly transfixed. And then (no spoilers) the ending.

I haven't seen it since. Who knows if I'd rate it as highly the second time round? However, it's stayed in my memory all these years, especially the way Corbett transformed himself from his part in Steptoe and Son to this naïve put upon virgin.

If one could shed the baggage of sixty years, I'd say watch it. But I don't think I'd be able to, so the film will remain as a memory of my youth.

The story line is almost irrelevant in this touching tale of two completely unrelated people who, by chance, come together and find that, indeed, opposites do attract.

Harry H.Corbett, literally on the verge of debuting the role of Harold Steptoe, preludes facets of that character in his role as Percy, the "simple" man who turns out to be anything but. Diane Cilento as Cyrenne excels as the world-wise lady of the night who, possibly, craves the stability of a life she's overly quick to deride.

I love this charming little character study - and it includes one of the most poignant lines in the history of movies, hidden away as it is in a film long since forgotten.

"I'm 39. You came along too late" he says to Cyrenne , as he realises the opportunity of a life outwith the confines of the cotton mill and his mother's strings could only ever be a fantasy....or is it? Cue the delightful last scene.

Don't miss this. Do what you have to do to view it.

Saw this movie in 1967 or 1968 while deployed to the Western Pacific aboard USS Ranger. When this movie arrived, all thought it was a "clunker." Turned out to be what we called "a real sleeper." Wonderful tale of turning the tables on a bunch of people who want to make a fool of someone, totally at the victims expense, and fail miserably, and they then become victims of their own stupidity. British humor woven splendidly into all the plots. Would love to acquire a copy.

Odd little film,obviously from a stage play. Like the backward cousin of the grim up north films from the early 60s.

Needless to say,an enjoyable 90 minutes,if only to watch the absolutely gorgeous Ms Cilento .