Michael Powell once said of his films, "They are, for the most part, fairy tales." Certainly during the mid-to-late-'40s high tide of his collaboration with Emeric Pressburger, many of Powell's movies took the form of fables, tracking wide-eyed wanderers through strange and bewitching forests: gold-digging city gal Wendy Hiller marooned in a Scottish Highlands soaked with superstition and... More >>>