
Though made before the American entrance into the war, this is not so much a typical WWII propaganda film as a wartime romance with the added angles of classical music and amnesia. Walbrook is good but has very little chemistry with Gray (who despite supposedly being an American has a British accent); when they kiss, it's like they're both afraid the other will have garlic breath. The story is told in flashback, opening with Walbrook plunking tunelessly at the piano, Gray sitting patiently with him in his room, and doctors and nurses tutting about the tragedy of the great pianist; when one nurse says he's lucky to be alive, another responds, "What's the good of being alive if you don't know who you are?" That's an interesting philosophical conundrum but it's not really explored here. Instead, after a nicely atmospheric opening to the flashback (the moonlit night, the piano, the bombs), the film becomes a routine melodrama that trudges through its predictable steps. De Marney steals scenes from the low-key Walbrook, and if you keep your eyes open, you'll recognize Michael Rennie in a tiny role. Richard Addinsell's "Warsaw Concerto," written for this film, became a popular concert piece, and Chopin's "Polonaise" is used throughout. [TCM]
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