‘I’ve been looking for the Third Programme and all I can find is comedy and crudity,’ says an old geezer twiddling with the knob of his wireless in Michael Balcon’s production of Basil Dearden’s Cage of Gold. Yes, things were clearly going to the dogs in 1950, when a beautiful young woman like Judith Moray (Jean Simmons) could be seduced by such a cad as wing commander Bill Glennan (David Ferrar). It’s a scenario particularly galling because she’s just found herself a nice young man, Dr Alan Kearn (James Donald) when her blighter first husband turns up from the past and threatens to ruin everything; this isn’t the kind of morally dubious shenanigans what we fought World War Two for, in fact, it’s a shocking state of affairs and enough to make you want to write a stiff letter to The Times…..
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