Rent The Hireling (1973)

Driving Without Due Care And Attention. - The Hireling review by NC

There have been a few bizarre winners of the Cannes Palme D'Or (Friendly Persuasion!!) and 'The Hireling has to count as one of them. It's a perfectly good film - but then so are hundreds of others. Yes, the photography is superb. Yes, the acting is good. But it is a struggle to see what else may have impressed the judges so much.

We are in L.P. Hartley country - he may have been a part of the landed rich, but plainly had little time for the ignorance and atrocious manners of many of the people he saw around him. There are withering depictions of Lady Franklin's mother, and the family's friends and neighbours. It's been so long since I read the book that I cannot recall if the severest scorn is reserved for Ledbetter, the car-and-chauffeur-hire firm owner, but the film lays into him with a stick. While he's the epitome of polite correctness with his clients, if there is anyone he can possibly treat like dirt, (i.e. those he figures his inferior), he does so - with bells on.

It is 1923, and the country is a long way short of 'a land fit for heroes'. Prospective M.P.'s still see the job as nothing but personal ambition and a way of getting rich. The class barrier is as rigid and impervious as ever (Lady Franklin watches the poor through the window of the Rolls Royce). And all the patriotic bull of the war has had its effect: a short scene in a pub shows Ledbetter to be a moronic racist thug.

As the film starts it looks as if we are in for one of those familiar roles from Sarah Miles:- nervy, slightly unbalanced, a voice so quick and quiet it's difficult to register. Her character, Lady Franklin, has had a nervous breakdown after the death of her husband. It turns out that Ledbetter is the only person she has contact with that treats her with respect and courtesy - to begin with because he's paid for it. As she recovers, mainly due to the drives and conversations with the chauffeur, so Sarah Miles displays real acting skills: becoming more confident, clearer in speech, upright, walking with assurance. It's a very fine performance. Robert Shaw's career veered between the serious ('The Birthday Party', 'The Caretaker') and the less than serious ('From Russia With Love', 'Jaws'). He's good at the stiff, stolid demeanour he shows to 'milady'; less so when his ambitions, both personal and professional, go off the rails, and repressed emotions boil over. Alan Bridges, director of many television programmes (episodes of 'Play of the Month' and 'Play for Today') conducts with a sort of arid, or at least parched, efficiency.

'The Hireling' almost feels like a good episode of 'Armchair Theatre', extended and broadened out into a full feature. Maybe it is the opening out of what is essentially a chamber piece that is its weakness.

A good film, but first prize at Cannes? it must have been a poor year of submissions.

A Slow Drive into Heartache - The Hireling review by griggs

A postwar chauffeur and an aristocratic widow might not sound like the most combustible pair, but the Hireling quietly thrives on repression, not fireworks. Robert Shaw plays Leadbitter, a former sergeant turned driver-for-hire, who stiff pride slowly unravels as he forms a tentative friendship—perhaps more—with Sarah Miles’ emotionally battered Lady Franklin. It’s a film of quiet corners and unspoken longing, all framed in perfectly muted tones.

Alan Bridges’ direction is purposeful and methodical, almost to a fault, but that deliberate pacing becomes the film’s secret weapon. You don’t realise how much it’s working on you until you’re sunk into it—one small gesture or sigh at a time.

The class dynamics are clear, but never shouted. Instead, there’s a slow, aching recognition of what people mean to each other—and what they don’t. By the final stretch, what began as a story of companionship becomes something altogether more raw and unsparing. Not flashy, but it sticks.

One of the worst! - The Hireling review by MW

I rarely write film reviews, but this time I had to! I ordered 'The Hireling' as I'd just read the book and really enjoyed it. I found that the film was one of the worst adaptations of a book that I've ever seen. It began well enough, but the interesting relationship between the two main characters was sadly ignored, especially towards the end of the film.

I believe that L P Hartley died just before the film was released, or maybe he watched it and then died. It's an insult to a beautiful book with a sensitive story.