Albert Finney in “The Gathering Storm”
“The Gathering Storm,” a film for television produced by BBC Films and HBO Inc.. Starring Albert Finney as Winston Churchill and Vanessa Redgrave as Clementine. First aired April 2002, 90 minutes.
Churchill films seldom engender unanimity. But everyone who watched the preview, by kind invitation of the British Consul in Boston, had the same reaction. “The Gathering Storm” is really good. Even in a cynical and anti-hero age, filmmakers still can avoid reducing Churchill to a flawed burlesque or a godlike caricature. Except for huge gap in the story line, “The Gathering Storm” is outstanding.
Great Heroine Performances
The two greatest supporting roles are female. Clementine Churchill was misplayed by Sian Phillips in the “Wilderness Years” documentary. But here Clemmie gets justice at the hands of Vanessa Redgrave.
Redgrave not only looks the part—grandson Winston Churchill, who should know, told me the resemblance is uncanny. But scriptwriter Hugh Whitemore has also provided her with exactly the right lines as she cajoles, scolds, wheedles and encourages her husband. “I often put myself in Clemmie’s shoes,” wrote Lady Diana Cooper. “And often felt how they pinched and rubbed till I kicked them off, heroic soles and all, and begged my husband to rest and be careful. Fortunately, Clemmie was a mortal of another clay.”
Equally compelling is Ava (Lena Headey), the beautiful wife of Ralph Wigram (Linus Roache). As Martin Gilbert revealed in the official biography, Wigram risked his career to bring Churchill secrets on German rearmament. Devotedly, Ava bears her husband’s strain, their deep concern for their young, autistic son. And the worst that politics can throw at her.
Angered by Wigram’s aid to Churchill, the government reacts. A toady named Pettifer (actually Board of Trade President Walter Runciman) visits Ava with a threat. If her husband doesn’t stop helping Churchill he will be transferred abroad, leaving Ava and the boy alone in London. She tells him to do his worst and throws him out.
This is an overdue tribute to a little-known heroine. Ava Bodley married Ralph Wigram in 1925. After Ralph’s premature death in 1936 she wrote to Churchill… “He adored you so & always said you were the greatest Englishman alive.” In 1941 she married John Anderson, Viscount Waverly, Home Secretary and Chancellor of the Exchequer. It was he for whom the Anderson Shelter was named. Churchill was devoted to Ava all his life. When Anderson died in 1958, Churchill telephoned her from Chartwell. “After commiserating with her on Lord Waverly’s death he was silent for a while,” writes Martin Gilbert. Then he said “with what sounded like tears in his voice, ‘For Ralph Wigram grieve.'”
Finney and Supporting Cast
Albert Finney as Churchill, is ten or fifteen years too old and looks more like WSC’s nephew Peregrine. But his mannerisms and pale blue eyes are right, and he grows on you, despite unnecessary toilet scenes and red velvet siren suits worn round the clock. Finney overplays the role—every Churchill impersonator does, except the inimitable Robert Hardy. But he is all right. Again Whitemore’s script comes through. Here and there is a snatch of words Churchill spoke in later or different contexts. (A 1939 broadcast to America is recast as a Commons speech in 1936.) But the flow is so seamless that only the determined critic will notice.
The rest of the casting is good—not as physically exact as in “The Wilderness Years,” but convincing and finely directed by Richard Loncraine. Sarah Churchill should have had a flame red wig to hide that mousy hair, and Brendan Bracken also starts too dark-haired, though his mop reddens as the crisis mounts! Randolph Churchill is too young and silly. Nigel Havers was a better Randolph in the 1982 version. Derek Jacobi makes a lifelike Stanley Baldwin. Sir Robert Vansittart (Tom Wilkinson) is the uneasy Undersecretary of State for Foreign Affairs, balancing loyalty to his government with fear for his country, saying of Churchill, “he demands total loyalty,” and implying that it’s worth it.
Fine scenes with a major gap
The opening scenes at Chartwell in 1934 play like William Manchester’s prologue to his second volume of The Last Lion, providing a penetrating look at the household down to “Mr. Accountant Woods,” who on cue pronounces Winston’s finances a shambles. Winston’s hobbies—painting, bricklaying, feeding his fish, watching his pigs (the famous pig line is de rigueur)—are nicely done, though the fishpond is not the one at Chartwell. Mary Churchill (now Lady Soames) looks more like a young Chelsea Clinton than the beautiful Mary. Ronnie Barker is almost ideal as Inches, the long-suffering and devoted butler, but Barker is too English; as his grandson advises me (see comments), Inches was a Scot.
If this film were not so good, the gap in the story line would be unforgivable: After 1936 and Baldwin’s retirement as Prime Minister, we skip ahead to the war and Churchill’s arrival at the Admiralty. How can a film entitled “The Gathering Storm” ignore the premiership of Neville Chamberlain and Munich?
Granted, there are only ninety minutes, and one can understand the omission of, say, the Abdication Crisis. But without Munich the story falls short of its dramatic potential. Sadly too, Churchill in Commons mainly utters only banal statistics about aircraft production (too often to an empty House—most times he packed the place). By devoting fewer minutes to India and aircraft, they could have allowed Finney to tackle that most famous prewar oration, after Munich: “I have watched this famous island descending the stairway which leads to a dark gulf.”
A minor flaw is the failure to identify all the characters. Modern audiences would benefit from seeing the credits before the film, the actors portrayed alongside a few lines identifying the characters they represent. But there’s little else to criticize, and what’s missing in 1937-39 is balanced by what’s included in 1934-36. Perhaps they’ve left room for a sequel?
The essence of this film is not so much the urgency of the hour, the naiveté of Britain’s leaders, their refusal to act “until self-preservation strikes its jarring gong,” Churchill’s defiant warnings when nobody would listen (his true finest hour, many think)—and the relevance of Britain’s inertia to our growing lethargy today, in the face of equally perilous threats. All that is there—but primarily this is a love story.
The intensity of Winston and Clementine’s devotion to one another permeates the tale. From their spats over money to their rapid reconciliations; from Winston’s chagrin at Clemmie’s four-month sojourn in the South Seas (“If it weren’t for Mary I’d be awfully miserable”), to his impromptu romp through his fishpond upon her return; to his touching tribute as he heads for the Admiralty (“thank you for loving me”), the film exudes the emotional ties that all marriages should have, and theirs did. Churchill once described his marriage: “Here firm, though all be drifting.” Fortunately for him, it really was. Give BBC and HBO a tip of the hat.
3 thoughts on “Albert Finney in “The Gathering Storm””
Dear Sir, re the Gathering Storm review….only one niggle..my maternal grandfather David Inches was a very proud Scot with a delightful Edinburgh accent….Ronnie Barker certainly conveyed his strength of charcacter and essential twinkle very well, but a shade too English!
Churchill I believe appreciated his many other attributes…
If you are interested in those I remember..let me know
Thanks. Review of “Into the Storm” is at:
Great review – I couldn’t agree more. Any thoughts on Into the Storm? For me, it wasn’t nearly so good, and Brendan Gleeson made a very poor WSC.