A handsome historical homage to the proprieties and values of pre-First World War landed aristocracy in England, The Shooting Party revolves around a holiday spent on an estate in 1913, as an era ends.
Julian Bond’s adaptation of the novel [by Isabel Colegate] incorporates enough to make a promising miniseries.
James Mason as Sir Randolph is as world-weary as he is tired of his genuinely tiresome guests. Thesp credits resemble a Who’s Who of the British stage, with John Gielgud eclipsing the gentry in a brief appearance as a pamphleteering defender of animal rights, opposed to slaughter as amusement.
Director Alan Bridges is very good at handling a story that tries to distinguish between the nobility and what is truly noble.