The
Raven
Poe on torture. A
despised lover pendulums the girl’s father and puts the happy couple in a
room with shrinking walls.
The servant is a
thief and murderer he’s disfigured for further depredations, on the
promise of a new face.
A surgeon and collector
of Poe. He’s saved the girl’s life, she
dances “The Raven” in his honor.
Crashing
Hollywood
The phony bank
alarm racket, stuff of a lucrative screenplay (cf. John Ford’s The
Whole Town’s Talking).
It brings the
Hawk out of the woodwork, a public enemy who’s a dead ringer for one
Darcy, a leading actor and star of the picture.
Jack Carson
directs (cf. David Butler’s It’s a Great Feeling).
Leonard Maltin, “amusing movie-studio background”.
Sandra Brennan (All Movie Guide),
“a healthy satirical stab”. Halliwell’s Film Guide, “a
reasonably vivid background,” citing Variety,
“completely satisfactory programme
picture.”
Twelve Crowded Hours
Numbers runners
try to skip town with the dough and are rubbed out, a newspaper editor dies
with them innocently.
A kid in the
“down with everything crowd” is suspected, a reporter sent him up.
The kid’s
sister wants nothing to do with the reporter, who’s crazy about her.
$80,000 is a
sizeable piece of change, money to reckon with.
Night and morning
in New York.
Harvard Here I Come
The perfect
double bill with Medak’s Nabokov on Kafka or Russell’s Altered
States or Metter’s Back to School.
Harvard quacks
get the full measure, also gentleman scholars, truants to good sense among the
student body and the rest as well.
After all, T.S.
Eliot says we have to keep universities as museums of fine architecture, or
places of entertainment, they’re good for nothing else.
The Boogie Man Will Get You
The mad scientist
turning door-to-door salesmen into super-supermen able to knock out Berlin and
Tokyo single-handedly, they drop dead in his gizmo.
The civic functionary
who holds every elective office and gives a mortgage rate of 23% compounded
semiannually, what do the other people do? “They vote once a year.”
These two become
partners. The mad scientist’s two devoted and elderly retainers kill
lodgers “only for their money”, to raise pigs and chickens for his
upkeep.
The Early
American tavern is rundown and up for sale. Benedict Arnold visited, once.
The Return of the Vampire
Spiked in 1918,
back in ‘41.
The matter and
the method are all-engrossing, it takes place in another realm, even. The
corpse in evening dress whose face has no reflection dominates the mind of
Andreas, who becomes a lycanthrope and really the wild man of the woods.
The symbolic
language is such that the war is only one of the many layers interweaving
throughout to mutual advantage.
A great work of
art that made Crowther giggle.
But the wild man
of England has spiritual resources that make him triumphant, he is dead and
saved, the monster quelled, the girl safe, Scotland Yard quizzical.
The daring stroke
after Casablanca is to have the vampire impersonate a refugee scientist
by the name of Dr. Hugo Bruckner, escaped from a concentration camp like Victor
Laszlo but murdered by Andreas per instructions.
I’m from Arkansas
Preston
Sturges’ The Miracle of Morgan
Creek is flatly disturbed by Esmeralda the pig’s fecundity and issues
a rejoinder via the Morgan Creek Clarion, “IT’S
A LIE!” (“it is true that this locality”, Pitchfork,
“raises a fine type of porker”).
City gals vs.
hill folks, the very theme of Richardson’s Tom Jones, make no mistake about it, which is to say hoofers at the
end of ye well-known string taken in by a hillbilly band direct from
Rockefeller Center.
In the midst of
the war, this allegory on a showbiz trifle that shortly becomes, for example,
Billy Wilder’s A Foreign Affair,
and so forth. “The joint’s crawling with talent.” Meat
packers want the beneficial mud for a corner in pigs, similarly. “Don’t like telegrams, too much trouble to
read ‘em.” Consequently
the best understanding of Sturges before The
Glass Menagerie.
Great doubletalker delivers multiplying pig explication.
“See, Ma, that’s what a college education’ll do for a
feller.” Hog calls. Marriage
matters. “There ain’t no
pig worth it.”
“Pass the
Biscuits, Mirandy”. Nothing
more beneficial than Ma Alden’s mudhole. The
packers must be sent packing.
Pitchfork
Springs, where they get down to brass tacks.
Crime, Inc.
“The
invisible government in our city.” National
Brokers, Inc. (it has a subsidiary, the International Export Company),
“racketeers and greedy businessmen”. The
next step is to control elections, so they’re “impregnable”.
The thrust of the
action is a comment on Hawks’ Scarface, the crime reporter gets
the girl, a mobster’s sister. A brilliant film
that lays the foundation for Lumet, among others.
Crowther, New
York Times, dismissed it.
Under the Tonto Rim
A girl in the
middle of nowhere (cp. Aldrich’s Kiss Me Deadly) picked up by the
Arizona stagecoach. Masked men attack the relay station and kidnap her. The Tonto Rim gang holes up at
Sentinel Rocks between raids on neighboring towns. The
girl’s brother runs it (cf.
Hawks’ Scarface). Territorial
Rangers send in the owner of the stage line and his partner, undercover.
A beaut of a
Western.
Inner Sanctum
A circular
nightmare on a very tight schedule, told aboard a train (like Buñuel’s Cet Obscur Objet du Désir), with the
focal point a depot. The extreme abstraction makes
matters an evidentiary conjecture in some degree, on the surface. The girl is a two-timing gold-digger, the fiancé has
broken it off, she makes to kill him with a nail file but dies impaled.
He holes up in a
small town, tries to kill the boy who witnessed it, meets a girl, the police
close in.
This poem of
romantic love gone astray turns on itself at the close as a warning unheeded.
Landers’ structure is perceptible as akin to The Return of the Vampire, down to the two clowns who appear in
another guise. The style is commanding and eloquent, with deliberate and useful
echoes of Hitchcock’s Shadow of a
doubt and Welles’ The Stranger.
Last of the Buccaneers
Jean Lafitte
after the Treaty of Ghent fighting the Spanish, question of loyalties in
changing political circumstances.
One of his men
reads Francis Scott Key, “touché” is the remark among the crew.
Man
in the Dark
Experimental
brain surgery at a private clinic. “To make that guy honest you’d have to cut
off his head!” Mallarmé brings in the Penn Bonnie and Clyde angle with “son pur regard”. Consequences for The
Terminal Man (dir. Mike Hodges), also A
Fine Madness (dir. Irvin Kershner). An
exceptionally fine, well-conceived 3-D sense. The
amnesia side effect gives I Love You
Again (dir. W.S. Van Dyke) and Mister
Buddwing (dir. Delbert Mann), “then we’ll
have ta beat
it outta ya!”
“Steve Rawley, a hood with a record as long as your arm...” The remarkable evocation of a rollercoaster ride is
achieved as a process shot. A dream of the midway and
the U.S. Post Office (and the “U.S. Army—Responsibility and
Character”), with a very rich punchline and two Christmases.
The brilliant
trailer (“hey—you’re not allowed in there!”) gives the
title as The Man in the Dark (an
adaptation of Lachman’s The Man Who Lived Twice)...
Bosley Crowther of the New
York Times, who saw it “viewed through polaroid
glasses... at the Globe,” was not impressed, “withal, it is not exciting. The story is a drably written thing, unimaginative,
unintelligent and undistinguished by visual stunts. And the direction is wholly
pedestrian.” Catholic News
Service Media Review Office, “muddled
tale... the contrived plot plods along...” Halliwell’s Film Guide,
“silly”.
Captain John Smith and Pocahontas
A tale of Shem
and Shaun as between valorous Smith and those at Jamestown after fool’s
gold, their cruelty, rapacity and cunning are a fine writhing sight.
The Indian
princess similarly contends with the bloody men of her tribe. Dumbrille as
Powhatan is a great chief.
It’s a tale
told by the captain to King James, “a legend”.