The
Last Flight
The Twilight Zone
A cowardly fighter
pilot over Flanders fields veers away into a white cloud and enters the present
day, jets are on the runway where he sets his Nieuport
biplane down at a United States Air Force base in France. The Royal Flying
Corps was never like this.
It’s a question
for the base commander and his aide-de-camp whether this is some sort of joke
or a madman. The wing man left behind to fight the Germans is now a senior RAF
officer, he’s summoned.
The pilot looks
at all this and figures his part in it, so he breaks out onto the field, a
concrete runway, and takes off for the white cloud in the wild blue yonder.
Claxton has this
solved from the moment he establishes a POV on the Nieuport just landed at
Lafayette Air Force Base (Reims), a shot repeated as it’s taxiing out again to
resume the dogfight.
The Case of the Nine
Dolls
Perry Mason
It will be seen
that this is closely related to Claxton’s film, A Letter to Nancy. Both
involve an orphan girl taken, under somewhat different circumstances, into a
home and family.
Here, it’s her
own family that, years after her birth, is finally persuaded to admit the
child, following on some truly Shakespearean machinations to cut her out of the
will. Jonathan Latimer’s script keeps these and certain other Gogolian
character developments offscreen (the father, for instance, jilts his bride,
elopes with her cousin, is divorced by her, and dies in Korea, without ever
appearing on-camera).
Claxton’s
direction is characteristically touching, sincere and profound. There is a
further note for reflection, Mason is booked for a fishing trip to Scotland,
but takes the girl’s case instead, travels to Gstaad and the Swiss bank that
pays her boarding school expenses, finds her wealthy grandfather (Francis X.
Bushman) in Los Angeles, and later determines the man was murdered by his
Scottish housekeeper (Jeanette Nolan). The parallel echoes of The 39 Steps
make for a cogent and capable analysis on quite remote grounds, after all.
The Jungle
The Twilight Zone
A witch doctor’s
curse against the builder of a dam is warded off by his wife, who puts a lion’s
tooth in his pocket.
That night,
harried by jungle noises, he finds a lion in his bed.
The Little People
The Twilight Zone
A god appears out
of the heavens, demanding tribute, promising destruction. He’s just a grousing
space jockey who has stumbled on one of the little quirks of the universe. He
quarrels with his captain, fires a warning shot that decapitates the life-size
statue of the god. The captain departs, the god speaks, “all right, my little
friends, comes the new age, the age... the age of Peter Craig! Let us commence
to build the statue again, let us commence to begin!”
He’s fed with
forests, drinks a river. Only a stop for repairs on this otherwise arid planet,
the Miltonic note of demonic worship.
Two astronauts
from some other place supervene, sky-high like the god to his people. One picks
him up for close inspection and crushes him by mistake.
The tiny body is thrown
down amid the desert rocks. The statue, an excellent likeness, is pulled down
by many cords like Gulliver, who is mentioned in the teleplay, a character in a
famous book nowadays relegated to the children’s shelf.
A Letter to Nancy
A remarkable, little-known
masterwork whose key is simply the casting of Ruth Warrick as Mrs. Helen Reed,
which allows this central, pivotal part to be played recessively without loss.
On this everything depends, because understatement is the characteristic of the
whole production in the end, for all the complexity of the argument, the
heroism of the acting, and the pastoralism of the diction.
The postwar mind
is very much in evidence, though not stated as such. In fact, the position is a
wartime film at the outset (The Bells of St. Mary’s), as a point of
departure. The actual drama pertains to a well-to-do young woman (Judi
Meredith) about to enter the advertising industry in far-off New York. This is
a station in life which her mother prefers for her against that of wife to
Pastor Bob Allen (Barry Coe) with its vagaries.
The dramatic
device is Nancy Lee (Cherylene Lee), a little Chinese girl of the church
community, whose mother is in the hospital. Nancy is temporarily taken into the
Reed home, without Mrs. Reed’s full consent, and eventually receives the
document in the title.
The draft of this
letter is written by George Reed (Bill Williams), an attorney who is brought in
by the church to clarify its title to a disputed playground. This he does pro
bono when a cleric “lowers the boom” on him. George is a skillful lawyer, a
good provider, a reasonable man. His friend Ben (Richard Simmons) is a deeply
Christian man of the world who speaks freely of the Gospel, and with some
enthusiasm. Can you imagine, he asks George, how it would be if we all followed
its injunctions? “Sure,” says George, “there’d be missionaries on Mars, and
we’d all be broke.”
The static
conflicts between his wife and daughter cause him to delve into the New
Testament while on a business trip to New York. Mrs. Lee is not expected to
recover, and he composes the letter, then hands his manuscript to his daughter
for a final edit.
This document is
naturally anticlimactic, as it merely expresses the family’s sorrow, adjures
little Nancy to accept God’s will, and adds their love. The daughter departs
for New York, and the film ends.
Robert Rockwell
as the family minister delivers an instrumental sermon. The screenplay is by
Frank Ryhlick. There is a certain amount of technical discussion on points of
Scripture, which is graduated among the actors so that Pastor Bob speaks from
memory, Ben from informed speculation, George in the throes.
The height of the
drama is the scene in which Carol in some anguish gathers her mind to set forth
the letter at her typewriter, and this in itself is secondary to the revealed
drama as described.
Claxton’s
direction is marvelous in its modesty. He concentrates on the mechanics of
shot/reverse shot, pays close attention to his actors in their demanding,
exposed positions, allowing the complicated discourse to eddy and flow around
and over the bed of the drama.