Directed by Michael Powell and Emeric Pressburger
I was thoroughly confused throughout most of this movie. Firstly, I had no idea what genre this film was. At one point I thought it was a musical, owing to an odd soprano song randomly inserted in the middle and creepy chanting by poor people which I guess was supposed to be charming. Then I assumed it was Gothic horror because of everyone fearing a castle for some unknown reason. Eventually, I was forced to conclude they had aimed for romance since there was a pretty sappy ending.
This film centers on a 35 year old playing a 25 year old who is knows where she is going! Where is going happens to be to a man who is she is marrying purely for his money. What an admirable figure of feminism. Anyway, because of the gale she cannot travel to the isolated island that for some reason her potential victim is located.
So the romance kind of sucks and the acting is just okay. However, this film is remarkable for its sets and location; it is truly beautiful just to look at the screen. Still, not enough reason for this movie to be on the list.
Paramount uses the script for this movie as an example of a perfect screenplay when scriptwriters are stuck.