The last of the Boulting Brothers' 'social satires', Heavens Above! now seems
a virtual encapsulation of their virtues and vices. Of the latter, the dialogue
allotted to Brock Peters' West Indian dustman (the Boultings ran into some
controversy for importing an American actor for this role) must have sounded
patronising even in 1963, much of the subplot concerning Ian Carmichael is
wholly dispensable and all too often the narrative indulges in mean spirited
slapstick humour that would have been slightly out of place in a contemporary
Carry On film.
But above all, Heaven's Above! gives full rein to the brothers' misanthropic
distaste for the mob, one of the great folk devils of postwar British cinema. It
is a theme that the brothers explored in such films as Seven Days To Noon
(1950), High Treason (1951) and I'm All Right Jack (1959), but the sense of
betrayed liberal values has never been so well-delineated as here. The impact of
the riots in the penultimate reel derives a particular resonance from their
unfolding against a background of the kind of genteel-seeming county town that
was so often depicted as the bastion of stability in 1950s British films. The
ending may be considered trite but in its way it is quite prescient; the
quasi-Ealing small town is now under severe threat from the forces of crass
commercialism and from the instincts of the inhabitants themselves.
Against this the film vastly benefits from Max Greene's subtly muted
cinematography, Richard Rodney Bennett's score and, like most of the Boultings'
postwar films, a vivid cast of character actors. Heaven's Above! boasts
memorable performances from William Hartnell, Eric Barker, Kenneth Griffiths and
Miriam Karlin, with such small telling scenes as Hartnell's retired Major
discovering too late that "in business there are no gentlemen".
It is in such quietly devasting moments that the film is at its most
effective, and Peter Sellers' lead performance perfectly captures this mood in
what is probably one of his greatest, and most undervalued, performances.
Eschewing all possibility of coarse caricature, Sellers brilliantly underplays
the part of the sincere clergyman and manages to turn what could so easily have
degenerated into farce into a genuine tragi-comedy. Other actors have won
Academy Awards for far less accomplished performances and Heaven's Above!
remains a corrective to Sellers' indulgent performances of later years. For
this reason alone it is a film that deserves to be remembered.
Andrew Roberts
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