Unfortunately, I enjoyed this one the least of the Powell/Pressburger collaborations so far. Quite possibly, the patriotic overtones and the fragmented narrative structure annoyed me a bit, as there was no central conflict even within the main character. The love story feels a little forced upon but there are some beautiful images and lines in there.
There is a beautiful poetic moment, when the general returns to the ruins of his house to watch the water tank and then remembering what he said to his wife just before they had moved into that house.
Also, Deborah Kerr really made the screen sparkle with her many appearances.