The Boy and the Bridge

I was in the same class at school as Ian although his surname was slightly altered to make it a bit more "film" friendly. The school was William Patten junior at or near Stoke Newington.

Obviously my score is going to be affected by the fact my mum took me to see it at about age 6, but for a kid who grew up in the East End not 2 miles from where all the action was filmed, it was all fantastically romantic and absorbing. My abiding memory is of the boy sleeping in the tower, away from all adults, independent and living the dream.

I saw this film two days ago at the BFI. tombancroft2 warns about spoilers, but don't worry, he has just about everything wrong about the story.

WARNING: This is most of the storyline. However, the chance of it spoiling the film for you is minimal as it seems to have vanished from the face of the earth!

I saw this film aged 11 (now 62). I do not remember a lot of the film, as I went to see it on the strength of the seagull's appearance (Sammy).

The Boy and the Bridge is a charming, haunting, oddity of a film, almost as much a tourist information film of Tower Bridge and the area of London in that vicinity as it is a story of the naïve innocence that childhood was in the fifties.Lovingly filmed, the travelogue part is now, in many respects, an historical document, showing in some detail a comparatively small area of London as it was around 50 years ago.

I saw 'The Boy and The Bridge'when it first came out in the cinema ( I was 14) and it coincided with my first crush on a girl at school. I planned to ask her to go and see it with me, but it never came round again and I always wondered about it as it moved me at that time.