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New Book on Edgar G. Ulmer

Edgar G Ulmer

A new book on the work of Poverty-Row director, Edgar G. Ulmer, who made the cult b-noir, Detour (1945), was released in May.

The book, Edgar G. Ulmer: Detour on Poverty Row, was reviewed today by Michael H. Price in the Fort Worth Business Press:

[In] Edgar G. Ulmer: Detour on Poverty Row … Editor [Gary D.] Rhodes and a well-chosen crew of contributing writers consider Ulmer in light of not only his breakthrough film, 1934’s The Black Cat at big-time Universal Pictures, or such finery-on-a-budget exercises as Bluebeard (1944) and Detour (1945), but also Ulmer’s tangled path through such arenas as exploitation films (1933’s Damaged Lives), Yiddish-language pieces (1937’s Green Fields), well-financed symphonic soap opera (1947’s Carnegie Hall), and ostensible schlock for the drive-in theaters (1957’s Daughter of Dr. Jekyll)… A perceptive chapter from Christopher Justice wonders aloud whether the writer-director might be considered “the godfather of sexploitation,” in view of the “new aesthetic terrain and … core prototypes” that can be observed in such films as Damaged Lives and Girls in Chains (1943) and The Naked Venus (1958)… Tony Williams regards Ulmer as an advancer, rather than a follower, of the “psychobiography” approach that Orson Wells had defined with Citizen Kane in 1941 — on the evidence of an often-maligned, oftener-ignored Ulmer picture called Ruthless (1948). (Ruthless stars Zachary Scott as an industrialist who might make Welles’ Charles Foster Kane look like Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm by comparison.)

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June 25, 2008


The Big Sleep (1946): Love’s Vengeance Lost

The Big Sleep 1946

Howard Hawks’ The Big Sleep is one of the truly great Hollywood pictures: the Raymond Chandler novel is brought to the screen with panache and authority, and the chemistry between Bogart and Bacall is unsurpassed.

While the protagonist lovers are good guys and there is no femme-fatale, the movie has a strong noir aura. The darkly lit atmosphere and strong sexual tension shape our response to a grim and dissolute nether world where PI Philip Marlowe doggedly solves an enigma within a mystery, in a plot so convoluted not even the film-makers fully understood it.

The picture is essentially a love story where the lovers must overcome mutual distrust and risk all to escape a brutal nightmare of betrayal and death. The Big Sleep is a lot darker than the earlier Murder, My Sweet (aka Farwell, My Lovely - 1944). The Marlowe of The Big Sleep is tougher, more driven, and morally suspect.

I find the actions of Marlowe in the final reel disturbing. He is almost a proto-Dirty Harry. Clearly shaken by the death by poisoning while he stood by of the small-time hood who leads Marlowe to the final showdown, Marlowe responds with vengeful brutality in the shootout with the goon, Canino, and then in the final scene when he confronts the crooked casino-operater, Eddie Mars.

While the killing of Canino at a stretch can be put down to self-defense, there is no moral justification apart from vengeance in the way Marlowe engineers the death of Eddie Mars - the killing is gratuitous and was not the only way out for Marlowe and Vivian. It is this final scene that marks The Big Sleep as a film noir. Marlowe has survived and got the girl - but at what cost?

The Big Sleep 1946

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June 2, 2008


Crime Wave (1954): On The Streets of LA

Crime Wave 1954

An ex-con trying to stay clean is sucked into a bank heist when a former cell-mate turns-up at his apartment after a late night gas-station smash and grab goes wrong and a cop is killed.

Andre de Toth’s Crime Wave (1954) gives star billing to Sterling Hayden as the LAPD homicide detective hunting down the killers, but all major players in this police procedural have equal presence. From the gas-station attendant to the crooked vet who patches up wounded hoods on the run, and the aging parole officer woken in the night by a call from one of his ‘boys’, each character is deeply drawn.

A very tight story of 74 minutes played out on the streets of LA, has a feel so authentic, you think it happened yesterday and for real. The noir theme of an inescapable past propels the drama at a personal level in the claustrophobic constraints of an apartment, while out on the streets and in police headquarters the camera observes the manhunt with detachment and precision.

A masterwork.

Crime Wave 1954

Crime Wave 1954

Crime Wave 1954

Crime Wave 1954

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April 27, 2008


New Book on Maverick Film-Maker Samuel Fuller

Shock Corridor 1963
Shock Corridor (1963)

Professor of film studies Wesleyan University, Lisa Dombrowski has just published The Films of Samuel Fuller: If You Die, I’ll Kill You!.

In a press release Dombrowski said of Fuller:

His films are inherently fascinating. They’re designed to reach out and grab you. They’re provocative; they want you to respond emotionally and intellectually and sometimes even physically in an instinctual manner, as if someone has punched you in the face. He accomplished his goals in different ways. In the content, he discussed controversial issues of the time, race, gender, violence, critiques of America. Also, through their narrative structure, they emphasize conflict and contradictions, with dramatic tonal shifts that are jarring.

A book-signing and discussion of Fuller by Dombrowski will be held Thursday 24 April 2008 at 7:30 p.m. at the Goldsmith Family Cinema, 301 Washington Terrace, on the campus of Wesleyan University in Middletown, Connecticut. The signing will be held in conjunction with a screening of the 1955 Fuller thriller House of Bamboo. More

Reviews of Samuel Fuller noirs on filmsnoir.net:

Pickup On South Street (1953)
The Crimson Kimono (1959): Little Tokyo Rift
The Naked Kiss (1964): Pulp Noir

> Books, Directors, Links, Lobby, News — Tony D'Ambra @ 10:36 am

April 22, 2008


Double Indemnity: The Unseen Ending

Double Indemnity (1944)

The final draft of the screenplay of Double Indemnity (1944) by Billy Wilder and Raymond Chandler in the Motion Picture Academy Library in Los Angeles - download from here - includes a final prison execution chamber scene and a line of dialog that was spoken by Walter Neff, just after he said “I love you.” to Barton Keyes. With sirens wailing in the background, Neff says: “At the end of that trolley line, just as I get off, you be there to say good bye. Will you, Keyes?” The story then shifts to the execution.

This sequence was filmed but cut (by the studio?) from the production release.

Double Indemnity (1944)

James Naremore in his 1998 book on film noir, More than Night: Film Noir in Its Contexts, offers this penetrating analysis and critique:

… the execution described in the longest version of the script greatly increases our sympathy for Walter, all the while raising questions about the criminality of the state. It also provides a tragic recognition scene for Keyes, who is shaken out of his moral complacency. This last point is especially important, because Keyes functions as a representative of the insurance company. Although he approaches his work with the intuitive flair of an artist and the intellectual intensity of a scientist, he remains a loyal agent of industrial rationality—a talented bureaucrat who, in effect, has helped to create the office building, the drive-in restaurant, the supermarket, and all the other landmarks of modern Los Angeles that the film relentlessly criticizes… One of the many virtues of Wilder’s original ending is that this complex, brilliantly acted character would have been made to confront his inner demon and to experience poetic justice. Keyes would have been brought face-to-face with the culminating instance of instrumental reason, the “end of the line” for industrial culture: the California gas chamber… For the original version of Double Indemnity, Paramount built an exact replica of the [San Quentin]  gas chamber, depicting it as a modern, sanitized apparatus for administering official death sentences. At considerable expense, Wilder photographed the step-by-step procedure of execution, emphasizing its coldly mechanical efficiency. There was no blood, no agonized screaming, and, for once in the movie, almost no dialogue. Much of the sequence was shot from Walter’s point of view, looking through glass windows at the spectators outside the chamber—an angle creating a subtle parallel between the chamber and the “dark room” of a movie theater. When the fatal pellets dropped, clouds of gas obscured the windows, and we could barely make out Keyes standing amid the witnesses, turning his head away. Soon afterward, a doctor entered the chamber to pronounce Walter dead. According to the script, the original film ended as follows:

… All the witnesses have now left except Keyes, who stares, shocked and tragic, beyond the door. The guard goes to him and touches his arm, indicating to him that he must leave. Keyes glances for the last time towards the gas chamber and slowly moves to go out. CORRIDOR OUTSIDE THE DEATH CHAMBER CAMERA SHOOTING IN THROUGH THE OPEN DOOR AT KEYES , who is just turning to leave. Keyes comes slowly out into the dark, narrow corridor. His hat is on his head now, his overcoat is pulled around him loosely. He walks like an old man. He takes eight or ten steps, then mechanically reaches a cigar out of his vest pocket and puts it in his mouth. His hands, in the now familiar gesture, begin to pat his pockets for matches. Suddenly he stops, with a look of horror on his face. He stands rigid, pressing hand against his heart. He takes the cigar out of his mouth and goes slowly on toward the door, CAMERA PANNING with him. When he has almost reached the door, the guard stationed there throws it wide, and a blaze of sunlight comes in from the open prison yard outside. Keyes slowly walks out into the sunshine, a forlorn and lonely man.

Until someone rescues this scene from the Paramount vaults, we will never know if it is superior to the current version, and even then there may be room for debate. One thing, however, is clear: Keyes’s lonely walk out of the prison would have thrown a shadow over everything that preceded it. It was not until Sunset Boulevard and Ace in the Hole that Wilder would produce such a savage critique of modernity. Although the released version of his famous thriller remains an iconoclastic satire that challenges the censors, it is a lighter entertainment than the original and a much easier product for Hollywood to market. (According to the Paramount press book, photographs of Barbara Stanwyck in her wig and tight sweater were circulated to American soldiers overseas, and Edward G. Robinson’s performance enabled the studio to obtain a tie-in from the Cigar Institute of America.) No matter how much we admire the film that was exhibited in 1944, the form of cinema that the French described as noir is probably better exemplified by another Double Indemnity, which we have yet to see.

The rare (Spanish?) poster featured at the top of this post features a rendering of Neff from the gas chamber scene. Note also the nightmarish imagery which has a definite surrealist quality, making this perhaps one of the most intriguing film noir posters ever. I am unsure of its origin or the artist. Perhaps a reader of filmsnoir.net can help in tracing its origin? The signature seems to be “Lopez Riem”?

> Articles, Books, Directors, Films, Links, Scripts — Tony D'Ambra @ 10:34 am

April 9, 2008


Night And the City (1950): A Near Perfect Noir

Night And the City 1950Night and the city.
The night is tonight, tomorrow night…
or any night.
The city is London.

This anonymous voice-over introduces Jules Dassin’s Night and the City (1950), which has to be one of the great noirs: a near-perfect work.

Dassin crafted a mesmerising study of thwarted ambition and tawdry betrayal into a dark existential journey of the human soul, played out in the dives and night-clubs of post-war London fashioned as the quintessential noir city. This is not a b-movie, the production values are high, and Dassin has total command of his mise-en-scene.

But the achievement is not Dassin’s alone. There is also a literate script by Jo Eisinger, wonderful expressionist photography from Mutts Greenbaum, who cut his teeth in the German silent cinema, and deeply moving portrayals by the major players. Richard Widmark’s performance is frenetic and real, and the soft counterpoint of an achingly elegant turn by Gene Tierney as his girl, transubstantiate Harry’s demise into the stuff of tragedy. Each supporting role is vividly drawn by an excellent ensemble cast.

You know Harry Fabian is doomed from the start: a dreamer of wrong dreams and sympathetically amoral, he is no match for fate and the immoral traffickers of wrestlers and cheap champagne, who plot his destruction. He is a hustler yes, but not in the same league as the big guys, the “businessmen” whose greed has no bounds and whose actions are never tempered by remorse. Harry thinks he knows all the angles, but he is not ruthless enough for that.

Harry. Harry.
You could have
been anything.
Anything.
You had brains…
ambition.
You worked harder
than any 10 men.

But the wrong things.
Always the wrong things.

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April 5, 2008


Rififi (France 1955): America’s Loss France’s Gain

Rififi (France 1955)

Rififi has to be the greatest French film noir of the 50’s. The taught direction of Jules Dassin, working in France after his blacklisting by the HUAC, has Paris in deep focus in this classic heist gone wrong picture. An excellent cast and sexy night-club interlude culminating in the terrific final scenes of a car desperately careening through the streets of Paris, make an absorbing and sobering thriller. The whole action is underpinned by an evocative and hip jazz score.

The best line in the movie is given to a peripheral character, the wife of one of the hoods, whose young son is kidnapped by a rival gang, and in her anger and angst calmly confronts him with these words:

There are kids… millions of kids who have grown up poor. Like you.
How did it happen… What was the difference between you and them that you became a hood, a tough guy, and not them?
Know what I think Jo, they’re the tough guys, not you.

Rififi (France 1955)

Rififi (France 1955)

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January 25, 2008


Otto Preminger At Film Forum

Angel FaceA post by Lloydville Rediscovering Preminger on his blog mardecortesbaja.com, has alerted me to an Otto Preminger retrospective at New York’s Film Forum from 2-17 January.Preminger’s many masterworks include a number of film noir movies from the classic period, and the Film Forum has included an excellent selection for the retrospective - the brilliant Laura (1946) was screened last week:

Double-Feature Sunday Jan 6 - 2:50, 6:30, 10:10 pm

ANGEL FACE (1952)
“the precision of the editing, the mise-en-scene, and the directing of the actors attain a wholly classical clarity of definition” - A Panorama of American Film Noir 1941-1953

FALLEN ANGEL (1945)
“all the intensity of great film noir” - Ibid.

Double-Feature Thursday Jan 17 - 2:50, 6:30, 10:10 pm

WHERE THE SIDEWALK ENDS (1950)
“includes a fascinating manhunt” Ibid.

WHIRLPOOL (1949)
“the direction is faultless” - Ibid.

Full details

To coincide with the Film Forum series, an exhibition of Preminger film posters, spotlighting the innovative graphics of Saul Bass, will run at that great movie poster house Posteritati (239 Centre Street; 212- 226-2207) January 2-31. Visit their web site for a great selection of original film noir posters on sale all of January.

> Directors, Films, Links, Lobby, News, Posters — Tony D'Ambra @ 11:34 am

January 5, 2008


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