A Kind of Loving (1962)

Director:

John Schlesinger

Writers:

Stan Barstow (novel)
Willis Hall (screenplay) ...

Release Date:

1 October 1962 (USA)

Genre:

Drama | Romance

Tagline:

A Kind Of Loving that knew no wrong until it was too late!

Plot:

A young man, inching his way up from working-class traditions via a white-collar job, finds himself...

Plot Keywords:

Love | Male Female Relationship | Kitchen Sink Realism | Brother Brother Relationship | Brother Sister Relationship

Awards:

Nominated for 4 BAFTA Film Awards. Another 1 win

Cast

Alan Bates	...	Victor Arthur 'Vic' Brown
June Ritchie	...	Ingrid Rothwell
Thora Hird	...	Mrs. Rothwell
Bert Palmer	...	Mr. Geoffrey Brown
Malcolm Patton	...	Jim Brown
Gwen Nelson	...	Mrs. Brown
Pat Keen	...	Christine Harris
David Mahlowe	...	David Harris
Jack Smethurst	...	Conroy
James Bolam	...	Jeff
Michael Deacon	...	Les
John Ronane	...	Draughtsman
David Cook	...	Draughtsman
Norman Heyes	...	Laisterdyke
Leonard Rossiter	...	Whymper

Runtime:

Germany:107 min | USA:112 min

Country:

UK

Language:

German | English

Color:

Black and White

Sound Mix:

Mono (Westrex Recording System)

Certification:

Iceland:L | Hong Kong:IIA | Finland:K-16 | Sweden:11 | UK:X (original rating) | UK:15 (video rating)

Filming Locations:

Albert Hall, Bolton, Greater Manchester, England, UK

Company:

Vic Films Productions Ltd.

Trivia:

Albert Finney turned down the role of Vic Brown.

Quotes:

Vic: Who named you Ingrid?
Ingrid: My mum. She named me after Ingrid Bergman. She was in "For whom the bells tolls", it is her favorite movie, and it came out the year I was born.
Vic: It's an unusual name for an English girl.
Ingrid: I guess, if I'd been a boy, she would have named me after Gary Cooper.

Movie Connections:

References Victim (1961)

It's dark,damp,and depressing oop north - brilliant!

Hormonal trainee draughtsman Alan Bates fancies nice-but-dim typist June Ritchie.Er,that's about it really.Formula kitchen sink plot,sub-sub John Osborne/John Braine characters.Sit and watch it in the 3/9d seats whilst stuffing your face with Smith's crisp(watch out for the little blue bag containing salt) and smoking your "Strand".Turn off your brain and put your hand on your girl friend's knee.Well,that's what I did in 1963,but after about 3 minutes screen time I realised I was watching something exceptional.Somehow John Schlesinger had turned this sow's ear into a beautifully observed,moving life-affirming work of art. As an entity this film is so much better than the sum of its parts. The plaintive brass band music adds immeasurably to the atmosphere. June Ritchie is heartbreaking as the naive Ingrid and Alan Bates gives what is arguably his best film performance. The exteriors are well-chosen,the photography elegaic. All the elements for a clichefest are present,but,dammit,it turns into a tour de force.