Love Wendy Hiller. Robert Morley could not have been much older than his early thirties!

This film is an extraordinary historical document! I haven't seen its political philosophy expressed or epitomized anywhere so well as in the movie's final act. The fact that it was filmed in London during The Blitz bombing of 1940 helps provide the production with the behind the scenes gravity or, as Robert Morley's character says , the "anxiety" to make its ideological sentiments, which could easily ring hollow, seem credible. In fact, somehow the movie's Fabian Democratic Socialism manages to surpass even Ayn Rand in its view of man as the measure of all things, thanks to the cagey implication that technological "progress" is the fulfillment of Christian ethics and that the elite are our saviors. "You may be a devil, but sometimes God speaks through you."

This and HG Wells' Things to Come are like comedic and tragic bookends for the Utopian vision of technology as Heaven on Earth, of the industrialist as saint. Here, like a freshly minted coin, before it was cynical or retro, before the appearance of Its antipode, the cinematic Dystopian Hells of the second part of the Twentieth Century, we see the vision of "modernism" in all its glory. Heaven is the "Future" and a secular Holy city of Jerusalem descends from Heaven as the modern industrialized city. This vision of a socialist utopia ruled by an enlightened elite has played a bigger role in our history than is generally acknowledged. It is not acknowledged because the system was successfully implemented, after which it was inconvenient to talk about its existence. Particularly because it was necessary to sustain a false narrative to "steer the 'democracy' from behind the scenes". Predictably this has became leading by deception. This need for deception may have been may anticipated by Fabian social architects like George Bernard Shaw and H.G. Wells as a necessary evil. I would guess that the way such systemic lying leads to corruption may not have been part of the ideology.

Did our self-appointed elite "fallen angels" get lost somewhere along the way and became drunk with unprecedented power and, rather than thinking "God speaks" through them, get seduced into deifying themselves? Or were they themselves manipulated all along by others who had always deified themselves? I'm sure some of our current leaders still believe in this vision, the ones who are not gangsters, Satanists, or both.

To his credit Brad Byrd took a stab at addressing this situation in Tomorrowland.

George Bernard Shaw, genius and Nobel Prize winner, is sadly out of fashion these days. How does one explain this? Perhaps because the theatre now lacks those with the talent and technique required to speak his dialogue and bring his characters to life or perhaps because the attention span of the average theatre goer is getting shorter. The fact that students at RADA recently wished to take down his bust because of his interest in Eugenics, is yet another nail in his coffin.

Film adaptations of his plays are a mixed bag, to put it mildly and some are too risible to mention. The greatest is indisputably the 'Pygmalion' of Anthony Asquith. The superlative editing on that film is courtesy of David Lean who fulfils that role once more in 'Major Barbara' and also acts as assistant director to Gabriel Pascal. How much influence Lean and fellow assistant Harold French had on the film is unknown but one thing is certain: Pascal is no Asquith!

The title character is another of Shaw's strong females and she is played by Wendy Hiller who had already excelled as Eliza Doolittle. To portray a character who is intensely 'moral' without being self-righteous is no easy task and Miss Hiller manages to pull it off. Rex Harrison is Cusins, her devoted admirer, who is based on classical scholar/humanist Gilbert Murray. This part marks the start of Harrison's long association with the works of Shaw culminating in his Tony Award in 1984 as Captain Shotover in 'Heartbreak House'.

David Tree had beautifully played Freddie in 1938 as a harmless twit and does so again here as Cholly Lomax. Marie Lohr is suitably imperious as Lady Britomart. This is not exactly Emlyn Williams' finest hour and his Cockney accent is atrocious. His portrayal epitomises the film's rather patronising attitude towards the 'lower orders' whilst Robert Newton is simply stupendous as malcontent Bill Walker and little wonder that Lean would later cast him as Bill Sykes.

In Shaw's plays there is invariably a Shavian 'realist', some might say 'cynic', whose voice is that of Shaw himself and whose function it is to utter incisive and unpalatable truths about the human condition. In this we have the fascinating Andrew Undershaft, known affectionately as the 'Prince of Darkness'. He is a self-made man who has made his millions as a munitions manufacturer and who regards 'poverty' as the greatest of all crimes. Although a little too young for the part he is played superbly by Robert Morley. One of his best scenes is with his son Stephen, played by Walter Hudd, who was in fact eleven years older than Morley. He advises him that as a man who knows nothing but who thinks he knows everything, a career in Politics beckons!

The play also takes a swipe at religion, which didn't exactly increase its popularity in the United States.

Undershaft declares that 'being a millionaire is my religion' and Barbara herself realises that she must pursue her religious aims through the capitalists 'whose hands stretch everywhere'.

Shaw was born in 1856 and it is marvellous to think that he was still around in 1941 to 'collaborate' on the script.

Lean's editing is again exemplary and the production design of Vincent Korda, especially that of Undershaft's 'Death Factory', is magnificent.

Fine score by one of our greatest composers, William Walton.

Although this film misses the Asquith touch it is, all-in-all, a very satisfactory version of Shaw's morality tale in which it is not the love of money but the lack of it that is the root of all evil. The happy Hollywood-style ending is not exactly what the playwright had in mind but is obviously there so as to send wartime audiences out of the cinema wearing a smile.

There is many of real-life exciting historic stories about the Salvation Army that screenwriters Marjorie Deans and Anatole de Grunwald could had adapted to the big screen, such as the war between them, and the Skeleton Army during the late 19th century, but instead, they chose to brought in, a very preachy and wordy fictional story of battle of wits between Major Barbara (Wendy Hiller) of the Salvation Army versus her father, Andrew Undershaft (Robert Morley), a wealth weapon manufacturer to life. Don't get me wrong, the film does a good job, showing the complexity and struggles of what does it means to save a man's soul. However, this adaptation of author George Bernard Shaw's stage play of the same name is not that entertaining in the sense of providing humor. It doesn't easily provoke laughter like 1913's 'Pygmalion', does, through quick spitting mixer of posh & cockney accents and quirky character development, instead the film's large number of dialogue, slow the film, down to the point that it can make the audience, uneasy & bored, as they wait for the punchline that rarely comes, from the very long rich and detail rants & speeches that are sometimes 1% unrelated to the 99% flight of the masses. It doesn't help that some of the scenes of dialogue were certainly wasn't needed. Did we really need the subplot sequences of Andrew helping out, his other children!? In my opinion, I thought the film should had focus more on Undershaft, putting doubt in Major Barbara's beliefs. Why, because I love the devil's apprentice subplot with Undershaft looking at Greek scholar/Barbara's fiancée Adolphus Cusins (Rex Harrison) as an heir to his business, even if parts of it, doesn't make sense, like the new heir, must be an orphan, because they would be better fit to run a business empire like his. Huh!? Anyways, the reasons, I love his conflict, is because it serves as a great conflict of temptation, for Harrison's character to choose between, a life of righteous or a life of comfortable with Barbara. It adds tension, in a film lacking some. However, the movie spent more time wasting, listening to speeches from Snobby Williams (Emlyn Williams) a minor character, on the virtues of work. Don't get me wrong, Williams does great acting, but couldn't his character be cut or combine with Bill Walker (Robert Newton)? At least, the scenes with Bill Walker seem to play a big part of the main plot with Barbara trying to save his soul. With Snobby Williams. It felt yet, another filler. Another problem with the dialogue sequences is the fact that the English language is little too hard to understand at times, due to the complexity of the meaning of the words, that is being used. Some of the references/slangs/sayings from both the aristocracy and working class, are even dated by 1940s standards. As a modern viewer, it makes the film, a little more challenging, than it has to be. By contrast, more sophisticated forms of humor such as satire require an understanding of its social meaning and context, and thus tend to appeal to a more mature audience. Not for the general audience. There is a number of other factors that prevents, this movie from being a perfect masterpiece. One is the fact that this movie was made during World War 2, in London during The Blitz bombing of 1940. Because of that, the film does feel a bit over-propaganda, in trying it's hardest to make the stubbornness of all pacifists into believing that; the war production is just. Honestly, if this movie was made, during peacetime, where people would be more, likely to think, I would probably, would be less criticize of it, however, since it wasn't. I don't like, Shaw's ideas of pushing accepting dictatorship style capitalism into the public eye, during a time of unrested. Even the way, the movie is shot, director Gabriel Pascal makes the Salvation Army marching in the streets and making speeches in grand halls in quasi-military fashion, look more the dramatics of fascism more than normal corporate social responsibility. Its borderline, disturbing. It's doesn't help, that all the actors, act like they were in a cult, being brainwash into a bigger cult of personality. It's weird, that producer, Gabriel Pascal would chose this play to adapted, in the first place, seeing how Shaw's admirations of Adolf Hitler, Benito Mussolini & Joseph Stalin at the time, were against everything that the United Kingdom, stood for. Thank God, Shaw's optimism on that Machiavelli method of running the country, was quickly shattered by the heinous action of his once highly supported political admirers. By war's end, he was demanding a peace conference, between the nations. Nevertheless, the film still stands on the conflicting message that Mephistophelean capitalism is alright, as long as we approach it with cautious and stick to our beliefs, even if, it's underline our principles, for the greater good. In my opinion, while I have mixed feelings about that, I do felt that it was a strong ending. However, the way, they approach it, was cheap, fake and perplexing. The 'everything will be alright' end to the film was not the right tone. I would rather take the depressing bittersweet approach, to the climax, than what we got here. This was not a happy ending, so it shouldn't be portray like that. Regardless, the acting throughout the movie was amazing, with everybody playing a great part. Mad props goes to Wendy Hiller, Robert Newton and Robert Morley for standing out the most. Also, mad thanks to cinematographer Ronald Neame and his crew on making the movie, look so beautiful. There were so many powerful shots, throughout the film. My favorite has to be, Barbara with the children, looking at the war factory in the distance. Very moving. It's surprising, that they got this film complete on time, with all the air raids. Overall: While, 'Major Barbara' has flaws, its one film worth saving.