Ich weiß wohin ich gehe (1945)

Ich weiß wohin ich gehe: Directed by Michael Powell, Emeric Pressburger. With George Carney, Wendy Hiller, Walter Hudd, Duncan MacKechnie. A young Englishwoman goes to the Hebrides to marry her older, wealthier fiancé. When the weather keeps them separated on different islands, she begins to have second thoughts.

“The title u0026quot;I Know Where Iu0026#39;m Goingu0026quot; refers to a declaration made by the filmu0026#39;s heroine, a middle-class English girl (acted by Wendy Hiller) whou0026#39;s determined to get to the top of the social rung by any means legal. She has just become engaged to Sir Robert Bellinger, one of the countryu0026#39;s richest industrialists. She knows where sheu0026#39;s going all right: To the Scottish isle of Killoran, where her future as Lady Bellinger is to be confirmed in matrimony.u003cbr/u003eu003cbr/u003eYet Killoran may as well be the planet Mars. No matter how hard she tries, she just canu0026#39;t get there. At first, itu0026#39;s only the foggy weather that prevents her from ferrying across to Gretna Green. Then the fog is cleared away by gale-force winds. Later though, itu0026#39;s as if the atmosphere itself, something in the old castle legends and superstitions that conspire to keep her away from everything sheu0026#39;s wanted. Yet she is stubborn, even bribing a boy to pilot a small boat to Killoran in the midst of a huge squall – a move that proves nearly fatal. Sheu0026#39;s determined to get u0026quot;where she is going,u0026quot; but sheu0026#39;s turned away once again — by the elements as well as the realization that she has become emotionally attached to a young naval officer on leave (Roger Livesey).u003cbr/u003eu003cbr/u003eThis is a tightly written and performed effort. There isnu0026#39;t a single wasted motion. The images are memorable too. Pamela Brown, plays the poor huntress Catriona, silhouetted against the gray Northern sky with a shotgun in one hand, the other hand tethered to a leash restraining her dogs as they make their way up a brae; Finley Currayu0026#39;s weather-beaten face in close-up says more about his salty character than his sage dialogue; and thereu0026#39;s an amusing cameo by a pre-teen Petula Clark, reading Edmund Spenser at the breakfast table. Just the sort of ironic juxtaposition one might expect from this movieu0026#39;s masterful director, Michael Powell.”