I went to the trouble of registering just so I could say my personal piece about this movie. I saw it by accident on television in about 1972 when I was in Southern California doing my M.A. This "little" movie cut right through to me. I dropped whatever useful thing I was doing and sat down to watch it through, thoroughly fascinated. I loved the fact that nobody knew the least thing about what was going on. Least of all, Private Potter. Or, possibly, least of all, the Padre. There was no pretense of being able to comprehend so unexpected, and even intolerable, a thing as the immediate presence of God/god/?. The likelihood that this extraordinary movie has gone down to the dirt in a vault somewhere actually grieves me.
Review of Private Potter
