Despite Alan Bates' undeniably personal affiliation to the part of Frank Meadows, and director Colin Cregg's desire to tell a perceptive story about the difficulties of life as a homosexual in post-war Britain, We Think the World of You is a greatly unsatisfactory film which turns into little more than a whining version of Lassie with a gay twist if you like. Much of the blame is Cregg's, who angles his story badly, with too much seen from the point of view of Frank, and he also goes for an easygoing, semi-humorous tone which is perplexing at best, downright annoying at worst, and certainly never funny. There's a lot of potential in both these characters, and especially Gary Oldman's Johnny is underdeveloped, but we're not really given any reason to sympathize with any of them, and in the end, it all becomes a wretched one-dog show.
Review of We Think the World of You
