6/10
Senior Film Conservator

A definitive 6/10 rating for a film that redefined the boundaries of cult cinema. Blind Justice remains a cornerstone of transgressive art.
If you like old British dramas that feel like they were filmed in a drafty theater, sure. It’s for the folks who enjoy watching people talk in rooms while holding massive grudges.
If you need fast pacing or a plot that doesn't feel like a heavy weight around your neck, skip it. You will probably hate this if you get bored by men in suits shouting about honor.
The whole movie hinges on this nasty bit of blackmail involving a WWI secret. It’s the kind of premise that worked better on stage, honestly.
The tension feels a bit forced, like everyone is holding their breath for the wrong reasons. Watching Dick hold that secret over Peggy is just… exhausting.
There is a scene near the middle where the blocking gets so weird I thought someone forgot their marks. Everyone is just hovering near the fireplace like it’s the only warm thing in the country.
Also, the lighting is strangely aggressive. It’s almost as dark as that The Tiger film we looked at last month, but without the same mood.
It’s not quite as charming as Nell Gwyn, which had at least a bit of pep to it. This one is just grim. 🌧️
The ending doesn't really land. It just stops. It feels like the writers got tired of arguing and decided to call it a day.
Still, watching Geraldine Fitzgerald navigate the mess is fine. She’s the only one who doesn't seem like a total cartoon.
It's not a disaster, but it’s not exactly a hidden gem either. It's just... there. Like a dusty bookshelf you walk past every day but never touch.