Thursday, March 4, 2010

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Freedom’s just another word for nothing left to lose… “
Universal International PicturesDirector: Robert MontgomeryCinematography: Russell MettyCast:Robert Montgomery as Lucky GaginThomas Gomez (AAN) as PanchoWanda Hendrix as PilaAndrea King as Marjorie LundeenFred Clark as Frank HugoArt Smith as Bill RetzScreenplay: Ben Hecht, Charles Lederer, and Joan HarrisonBased on the novel Ride the Pink Horse by Dorothy B. Hughes (New York, 1946)Music: Frank Skinner
A bitter disillusioned WW2 vet, Luck Gagin, arrives in a New Mexico town aiming to blackmail a high-stakes racketeer, and with the help of two locals and a federal agent, he finds more than he bargained for. From the wistfully up-beat Latino rhythm that accompanies the opening credits over a desert vista, you know this movie will take you places beyond noir. This is a film imbued with a deep humanity so rare and moving that you don’t want it to end – the final scene of departure is wrenchingly personal – ’so long? ah is a sad word, but you make me happy if is not too long’.


The great script from Ben Hecht, elegant direction by star Robert Montgomery, and accomplished photography from DP Russell Metty, are suffused with an aching regret for the loss of a better simpler world, tempered with an idealism and optimistic faith in the integrity and wisdom of ordinary people . The cast is very strong with impressive turns by all the major players. A 19-yo Wanda Hendrix is beguiling as a young peasant girl on her first visit to a big town who attaches herself to Gagin, and Gomez is superb as Pancho, the poor merry-go-round operator who befriends Gagin .
They don’t make movies like this any more. As John Fawell says in his book , THE HIDDEN ART OF HOLLYWOOD: In Defense of the Studio Era Film (2008): “Hollywood aimed at idealism, it’s true, but its idealism is subsumed under its larger aesthetic of understatement. The best Hollywood directors thought of idealism as they did of sex and violence, all potent ingredients that needed to be doled out carefully. And they had the sense that idealism, to be effective, had to give room to a certain degree of pessimism.” (p 111).








A title that conjures up sordid images doesn’t disappoint. A b-programmer from Monogram co-produced by and starring the sublime Kay Fancis as a crime-boss in one of her last roles, Allotment Wives is really a late gangster flick. The organisers of the San Francisco’s Roxie Theatre coming noir series, I WAKE UP DREAMING: The Haunted World of the B Film Noir, have stretched the envelope by including this feature. Though others no doubt will pull out the tired arguments: the emasculating femme-noir threatening male dominance during the War, and the eroticisation of violence.

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