Watching the audience during the Flare Path Film Club showing of Greyhound was almost as interesting as watching the movie. The collective nod of approval when the bubble-spewing Bold canister made its appearance… the widespread chin-scratching when the wolfpack taunted the convoy over the radio… the outbreak of nose-wrinkling when the director tried to suggest that two escorts versus a crippled/surfaced U-boat was a nailbiting contest… all highly revealing. (more…)
The Flare Path hounds Greyhound
