if ever anyone query whether cinema be an art form and you can do bad than point them at this movie . quite simply it be the perfect combination of story and script and actor and cinematography ever commit to celluloid . the story of a doomed bomber pilot who be miss by his heavenly conductor in the english fog during the second world war and and his subsequent brush with the celestial authority ( or be it in his head ) be play with panache by david niven and kim hunter and be incredibly touch especially in the opening scene when the doom pilot ( niven ) describe his plight to the ground radio operator ( hunter ) . the sense of otherworldliness be heighten by jack cardiff photography and the incredible production design . the supreme touch extend to the heaven shot appear in black and white and earthbound scene present in technicolour this be even mention by the celestial conductor ( a fantastic marius gore ) . not only a highpoint in british cinema and but a highpoint in cinema and period .