Rick McGinnis reviews: Doubt

The scene-setting is familiar enough. The postwar interregnum – that scant twenty years of apparent social stability between the end of a world war and the dawn of the ’60s proper – is normally portrayed as a sort of Rome before the fall, a prosperous and orderly place rife with internal tension and besieged by enemies just over the borders in the wilderness beyond.

The metaphor isn’t entirely appropriate, though – the barbarians weren’t, we know now, out there in the forest.