Somewhere, a corner of Great Britain is still mentally fighting the second world war. Nothing else explains how this kind of wanly acted, flyboys-sock-it-to-the-Boche autopilot outing could attract funding in the 2020s. It has the full deck of cliches: the missus back in Blighty popping up in flashback to pep up the beleaguered hero, fortuitously positioned breast-pocket contents foiling death, and ailing squaddies staying behind with their finger on the trigger: “Go! Somebody needs to stay here to make sure this place goes up!”
The plucky hero is RAF Captain Robert Banks (Joseph Millson), ordered to parachute into occupied south-east France to infiltrate a Nazi bunker where a French resistance leader, Pierre Lavigne (Ronan Summers), is possibly being held. The intelligence is probably reliable because it comes from Lavigne’s English wife Ivy (Rebecca Scott), an old schoolfriend of Banks’s now heading up an insurgent cell in her husband’s absence. Hopefully, real-life military intelligence would assign Banks more precise objectives than “make a nuisance of yourself”.
