Watching The Fallen Idol is like setting off one of those milelong mazes of dominoes, with ramps and loop-de-loops and sheer drops. First, every element is ingeniously set up; then, everything falls into place.
Crafting plot through dynamic use of London locations and a magnificent embassy set designed by Vincent Korda, Reed and venerable cinematographer Georges Périnal set a fascinating, multilayered stage for Phil's dilemma.
A superbly subtle thriller that represents director Carol Reed and British Tradition of Quality (in black and white) at their very best. It's hard to think of another tale that captures a child's awakening disillusionment in a more perceptive way.