Forgotten British Films...

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The Man Who Never Was 1955 I’m lucky to have a copy of this striking colour film of 1955. It’s based on a true incident during the second world war when a body is washed up on a Spanish shore containing misleading documents of an impending Allied invasion through Greece. The Germans send a spy to London to check if the documents are genuine and find that they are because the British had laid a cunning plan to which no stone had been left unturned. A riveting story that won a British Oscar for its screenplay by Nigel Balchin. Filmed in Eastman Colour, it was directed by Ronald Neame, and based on an original book by Ewen Montagu who thought up the scheme.

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