No Blade of Grass

No Blade of Grass ★★★

Not a terribly good movie — the performances are overheated, the dialogue overly blunt — but a remarkably forceful one. Opening montage of global devastation is composed of actual, unstaged contemporary damage to the land (anticipating Bresson's angry montage of ecological destruction in The Devil, Probably), and the film never really loses a sense of imminent wrath. The savagery is all rather overdone, but there's some laughs to be had out of the way people lose their temper with leader Nigel Davenport, then repeatedly apologize and say they know he must have a lot on his mind; as in Fitzcarraldo, the real subject here appears to be what an organizational bitch of a job directing is.