Whether or not this is one hundred percent fictional or fact, one truth does remain. The United States of America needed to know what Europe was already facing for years before they got into the historical era known as World War II. Alfred Hitchcock had already given the uninvolved Americans a piece of this with the Oscar Nominated "Foreign Correspondent", and the year after this, the star of that film, Dana Andrews, starred in the 20th Century Fox "B" drama "Berlin Correspondent". All "Confirm or Deny" strives to be is a slice of life taste of what was going on under America's nose that we couldn't see unless we were "over there". Don Ameche, one of the most popular actors of this era, took on the role of "London Correspondent", and whether or not he is representative of the truth, he does an excellent job with the part.
Working pretty much from an underground bunker, Ameche learns to hate that word known as "censored". Every time the military stamps that on one of his correspondences to be approved, he gets irate, but as he soon has to learn, we don't want the enemy to know that we know what they are up to. In this case, it is the fact that Ameche has learned that the Fuhrer is as close as Calais, and possibly on his way to London to oversee an invasion. In one of the opening scenes, he's stuck outside in a blackout, meeting up with the cockney voiced Joan Bennett (!) who berates him for lighting a match. He's impressed with her moxie, and before long, she's working his teletype and overtime as well, going out on dates with him. Bennett's attempt at a British accent is almost comical considering her obvious American upbringing, but her character is totally charming. Gone for this film are the long Hedy Lamarr tresses, and a simple, more sophisticated hairstyle makes her look almost like Myrna Loy.
Young Roddy McDowall plays a cheery British kid who works for Ameche, keeping his eye out for carrier pigeons. Totally the epitome of the "Chin Up, Pip pip, Cherrio" stereotype, he is even cheery when Ameche wakes him up at daybreak, always eager to please, and excited beyond belief when a pigeon with a message does come in for a landing. Eric Blore is his old droll self as the manager of the hotel above the bunker, while Raymond Walburn just plays an old fool who keeps sticking his foot in his mouth. This is typical war propaganda, whether or not America was in it at the time, and there certainly have been worse films and others which have gone on to become downright classics. But I have to say that this is one of the more enjoyable films, fraught with occasional tension (a seemingly dud bomb is revealed to be on a timer), light romance and comedy. I just loved Bennett's reaction to the girl she later finds out whose dress Ameche has stolen (looking quite odd to a hotel clerk while walking through a hotel lobby carrying women's clothing) and asking him why the dame hidden by the hair is staring at her.
Working pretty much from an underground bunker, Ameche learns to hate that word known as "censored". Every time the military stamps that on one of his correspondences to be approved, he gets irate, but as he soon has to learn, we don't want the enemy to know that we know what they are up to. In this case, it is the fact that Ameche has learned that the Fuhrer is as close as Calais, and possibly on his way to London to oversee an invasion. In one of the opening scenes, he's stuck outside in a blackout, meeting up with the cockney voiced Joan Bennett (!) who berates him for lighting a match. He's impressed with her moxie, and before long, she's working his teletype and overtime as well, going out on dates with him. Bennett's attempt at a British accent is almost comical considering her obvious American upbringing, but her character is totally charming. Gone for this film are the long Hedy Lamarr tresses, and a simple, more sophisticated hairstyle makes her look almost like Myrna Loy.
Young Roddy McDowall plays a cheery British kid who works for Ameche, keeping his eye out for carrier pigeons. Totally the epitome of the "Chin Up, Pip pip, Cherrio" stereotype, he is even cheery when Ameche wakes him up at daybreak, always eager to please, and excited beyond belief when a pigeon with a message does come in for a landing. Eric Blore is his old droll self as the manager of the hotel above the bunker, while Raymond Walburn just plays an old fool who keeps sticking his foot in his mouth. This is typical war propaganda, whether or not America was in it at the time, and there certainly have been worse films and others which have gone on to become downright classics. But I have to say that this is one of the more enjoyable films, fraught with occasional tension (a seemingly dud bomb is revealed to be on a timer), light romance and comedy. I just loved Bennett's reaction to the girl she later finds out whose dress Ameche has stolen (looking quite odd to a hotel clerk while walking through a hotel lobby carrying women's clothing) and asking him why the dame hidden by the hair is staring at her.