Sweet romance about the first love of two inexperienced, lonely teenagers in an isolated village in rural Gloucestershire. Hayley Mills is a wild local girl whose prospects are limited by her learning disability. Ian McShane is an uneducated Romany traveller who is camped in the adjacent countryside.
And they fall in love. The film isn't realistic. It's a fanciful daydream which is made poignant by the heartfelt performances of the two leads, and not undermined by the cutes of the nonprofessional contributions by the local children. There's an aura of guileless optimism which admittedly wouldn't stand up to more cynical scrutiny.
This was a family affair for Hayley. Her mother (Mary Hayley Bell) wrote the sentimental story and script. It has something of the feel of her Whistle Down the Wind. And her father (John Mills) directs with sympathy for the solitary, rootless sweethearts. Though is susceptible to the odd visual gimmick.
Credit should also be extended to Hamlet the dog. The story conveys an impression that, in the context of the mysteries of life and the universe, all of us are like trusting children. And we should preserve our sense of wonder. It's a simple film, but with plenty of compassion for the lives of others.