I'll Never Forget You

I haven't forgotten this movie even though haven't seen it in

almost 40 years. Tyrone Power plays a man unhappy with his own era in

human time while being almost obsessed with 18th century England.

Somehow, he knows that, due to a lightning bolt or something, he is

going to trade places with a man from the 18th century. And he is

delighted at the prospect of being transported to the era of charm,

grace, and sophistication and exchange wisdoms and witticisms with such

greats as Ben Johnson in a London coffee house. When the time switch

happens, he discovers that the times weren't what they were cracked up

to be. The streets are foul. The coffee shop conversationalists are

pompous and depressingly ignorant of certain fundamentals (to a 20th

century man) of science, geography, and even philosophical essentials

of the dignity of mankind. And instead of himself being received as a

man blessed with advance scientific knowledge, he is perceived to be

both an agent of Satan and insane. Meanwhile, of course, he meets the alter ego of the woman he knew in

the 20th century and a tender, haunting love story envelops the viewer.