The Journey 1959

In 1956, against the backdrop of the Hungarian uprising, a diverse group of passengers finds themselves stranded at Budapest Airport and loaded onto a bus that is meant to ferry them toward the neutral frontier with Austria, with the goal of reaching Vienna. Among them is an aristocratic Englishwoman, Diana Ashmore, sitting up front, while a sick man in the back seat—who claims to be an Englishman named Flemyng—casts a shadow over the journey and the fragile accord of the travelers. The mood aboard is tense, with suspicions, whispers, and a murmur of fear as the road twists through a countryside that has become a maze of diversions, roadblocks, and the unpredictable moves of both Soviet troops and Hungarian insurgents.

Their progress is halted at a small lakeside town near the Austrian border, where Major Surov, the local Soviet commander, steps in. He questions the group, confiscates their passports, and orders everyone to stay put in the town’s lone hotel. His scrutiny is sharp, his patience short, and he quickly concludes that Flemyng’s passport may not be genuine. As he speaks, he develops an unsettling fascination with the composed Englishwoman, using the passengers as a sounding board for his own controversial beliefs about Russians, humanity, and the coercive weight of Marxism. The atmosphere grows more charged as the clock ticks and Flemyng’s untreated gunshot wound weakens him.

With the danger intensifying and Flemyng’s condition deteriorating, the Englishwoman brokers a desperate gambit: a fisherman is bribed to ferry them across the lake to Austria under the cover of darkness. Surov, ever vigilant, deduces what is about to happen and springs into action, capturing the two who attempt the crossing. Flemyng receives medical attention from an army doctor, and the Englishwoman is sent back to the hotel, leaving the other passengers to absorb the consequences of her risky decision. A pregnant American passenger speaks bluntly, warning that her actions could imperil everyone aboard, underscoring the moral complexity of the situation.

The tension continues to simmer as stray shots from Hungarian snipers keep the Russian garrison on edge, even as Surov shows a rare moment of compassion when his beloved black horse is wounded and cannot be euthanized. He orders a sergeant to shoot the stricken animal, revealing a softer side to a man who wields power with calculated restraint. When the Englishwoman returns, Surov questions whether she did so willingly; her honest reply—no—leads him to release her. By morning, the group is ordered to move on toward Austria, traveling on foot to the quiet border crossing, while Flemyng remains under arrest and under his watchful eye.

As the party approaches safety, Surov appears again, bringing the weakened Flemyng to the edge of the line and releasing him to the Englishwoman. The scene culminates with a somber, almost bitter, sense of closure as Surov watches the travelers disappear into the morning light—only to be struck down by Hungarian insurgents, a stark end to a tense, morally charged ordeal.