And so Flixster is evicting the few who remain.
Thanks to everyone. Much thanks.
Many hours on this site ...
Be seein' yall then, out there, out in the dark
Love to Brisbane especially, lest I forget.
And to the desert
Bob Cummings plays a down-on-his-luck returning war vet who's hired by a mobster to chauffeur him around Miami Beach. There's a problem. The nearly psycho mobster's got a beautiful and unhappy wife. There's another problem. He's got nearly psycho associate: Peter Lorre (the best part of the film). There's another problem. Maybe he's a little crazy since the war, maybe he's imagining things. Is the mobster trying to kill him? Did the wife make a pass at him? Why's he got a chauffeur's uniform on? Sliding reality's the thing here, confusion every moment. Maybe you like that in a noir. Me, not so much.
I'm thinking that O. Selznick must've thought Americans soft on the Brits as here is yet another production of his wherein Brits succeeding in America is a major plot point. A family of con artists set their greasy sights on one kindly but lonely old woman ... this cannot turn out well. Or can it? Given the transparency of the cookie-cut plot still all do okay in their assigned tasks. Fairbanks Jr., I realise for the first time, got along as sort of a second class Ronald Colman, and you can see him crudely working that here. Goddard and Burke, w/o much to work with, merely sorta glide along using their established stage personas, as does Stephenson, too (as entertaining as those personas are). All in all not a lot of work done. The story of the redemptive power of trust does the job all on its own.
Irene Dunn and William Powell radiate likeable charm like a bakery throws out smells good from a block away in this slice-o-life family drama depicting "the good ol'days". There's a way things should be done, a way a family should be raised, there's the moral fiber of a family, and these considerations are on the table of a loving couple who nonetheless disagree about the answers to these thoughts and battle the whole movie for their own point of view, and battle each in their own way. Its a fun contest.
A remake of 1959's The World The Flesh And The Devil, but set in New Zealand. The opening is good (one man facing the possibility of being the last man on earth), but the essential dramatic qualifying dilemma (2 guys at the end of the world ... and only one woman - it's movie gold!) is inexplicably downplayed which very nearly guts the thing. Still, some interesting moments, though it's better to see the original.