The
early 50’s was the period when TV really started to flex its muscles. Boob-tube
infiltration of American households increased by leaps and bounds. And movie
attendance suffered accordingly. Why go out when there was free entertainment
at home? Especially when movies in general seemed to be undergoing
some sort of creative logjam. For many
viewers, a regular diet of familiar genres - presented in the same old ways -
was beginning to pall. The puritanical production code was no help either.
Attempts to craft franker, more meaningful representations of life were
constantly stymied by moral watchdogs, intent on maintaining an arbitrary code
of onscreen conduct. And even if something provocative actually made it to the
screen, the ever vigilant Catholic Legion of Decency literally threatened
parishioners with hellfire should they dare watch a movie on its proscribed
list. For lots of viewers, mainstream
movies seemed to be increasingly irrelevant.
A general lack of fresh forms and ideas was causing many to tune out. Of
course, TV was guilty of the same kind of mediocrity. But now many who’d
gone to movies once or twice a week, stayed home in their pajamas and
stared at the small screen. Even the
most inspired film-makers found it hard to negotiate the system’s pitfalls and
restrictions. Occasionally an
honest-to-goodness masterpiece might emerge, a salmon that had somehow fought
its way upstream. John Huston’s “The
Asphalt Jungle”, for example. Strangely
enough that jet black gem came from MGM, the company that toed the conservative
line most slavishly. As a matter of fact, studio head Louis B. Mayer hated
“Jungle”– wished it had never been made. Louis B. liked musicals and
there’s no doubt Metro excelled at making them. Here was a genre that actually demanded its
own fanciful version of reality. Hard-edged social problems need never intrude
into the lives of characters who sing and dance their way down the street. MGM’s early 50’s dramas tended to be
complacent, toothless affairs – built to extend Andy Hardy’s sanitized universe
into the new era. People wanting this
kind of false reassurance could stick with their TV sets now. The eye-opening
doses of candor and creativity on offer in foreign films had awakened - in the more adventurous – an appetite for something more substantial than the
latest Van Johnson/ June Allyson piffle.
People still went to the movies, of course. Just not in such numbers or
with such frequency. Yet, there was
something to be said for getting out of the house. And after years of
inculcation, movie going was – for many – an addiction they felt no need to overcome.
These loyalists still trooped to cinemas as regularly as ever. For Hollywood,
the problem was how to lure back the deserters.
As the 50’s
began, the bare-bones Poverty Row westerns that thrived in the 30’s and 40’s
were approaching trail’s end. For the most part, though, they didn’t actually
disappear - just relocated to TV. Roy, Gene, Hopalong Cassidy and the Cisco Kid
all extended their careers – and expanded their audiences - with popular TV
series. Production values were still skimpy but the technicians and actors
involved were largely the same ones who’d ridden the Poverty Row Range. To
them, meager budgets were nothing new; all knew how to stretch a buck. Nor did
production deficiencies matter a jot to the millions of kids who watched the
shows faithfully. Clayton Moore as “The
Lone Ranger” and Guy Madison as “Wild Bill Hickok” soon joined the party.
Familiar locations, familiar sidekicks and familiar good guy/bad guy
shenanigans all lassoed the affections of one more generation of kids. On the
big screen, though, westerns were now usually color productions, stories
marginally more sophisticated, settings
more elaborate. There were plenty of highly entertaining oaters on offer in the early 50’s. It’s unlikely any
audience members emerged from “Winchester 73”, “Westward the Women” or “River
of No Return” wanting their money back. For the most part screen westerns
played out as they almost always had –as processions of time-honored genre
tropes, paraded across the screen with a well-tooled predictability that was
comfortably reassuring. Film-makers crossed their fingers and hoped that color and bigger screens would lure genre fans
away from their TV sets, where small scale versions of the same sagebrush plots
were playing out nightly. New faces like Audie Murphy, Rory Calhoun and Dale
Robertson claimed their spots in the western landscape - while big male stars of the 30’s and 40’s embraced
the genre with encouraging success. James Stewart and Gary Cooper polished up
their brands via lucrative forays into the genre; Randolph Scott and Joel
McCrea now worked exclusively in westerns. All rode and wrangled in the shadow
of the man who now practically defined the genre worldwide, box-office champ
John Wayne. To further differentiate big screen oaters from the TV ones (and to
attract a wider adult audience), western directors began to beef up their films with more complex
and mature themes. High-brow critics who normally wouldn’t waste ink on a
western heaped praise on Fred Zinnemann’s
“High Noon”, a film that pointedly tackled psychological and moral
dilemmas. More importantly, the public endorsed it too. A year later, director
George Stevens marshaled the basic elements of the genre and executed them –
across the board - with a kind of transcendent, once in a lifetime perfection. The result was “Shane”,
as potent now as when audiences first fell in love with it. All these years
later, I’ve yet to find a western that’s better.
Just below
the surface of 50’s optimism simmered a genuine feeling of helplessness. It
came in the wake of the atom bomb, whose existence – and ramifications - were
too big and too ominous to either comprehend or wish away. Technological advances
in every field gave the public an increased awareness of science, its
possibilities and its threats. World
destroying death rays no longer seemed just the province of Flash Gordon serials. The national case of nerves saw itself
reflected in a wave of films about new perils threatening mankind’s survival
. Inspired and reinforced by the rise of
sci-fi fiction and sci-fi comic books, menacing near-future fantasies took
center stage in the 50’s. The genre lent itself to ballyhoo and sensationalism
– and was largely aimed at kids who crowded Saturday matinees to gasp at the
latest extra-terrestrial hobgoblins. But these movies were often used as Trojan horses to carry political and social ideas - either progressive or
reactionary. A mini-trend of Anti-Red films briefly proliferated – ethically
suspect but - in some cases - quite
entertaining. In spite of various levels of intellectual dishonesty and
paranoia-stoking “patriotism”, not all were as oppressively awful as “My Son
John”, where Helen Hayes and Dean Jagger made mugs of themselves for the
greater glory of Joseph McCarthy. The anti-communist “Red Planet Mars” (with
Peter Graves), one of the few sci fi entries in the red scare sweepstakes,
was actually pretty imaginative.
Whether
sci-fi screenplays preached paranoia or warned against the dangers of
conformity, complacency, prejudice or Big Brother, for the kids it was all about the monsters and
the spaceships. Who knew they were really addressing the threats lurking in each
of our ids? The 50’s explosion of sci-fi practically characterized the whole
decade. Fans look back at it as a golden age, a period critically influential for
the genre. Sci-fi films became less prevalent through most of the 60’s. Then
came Kubrick’s “2001” – cinematically as much of a breakthrough as the moment that
ape tossed the bone into the air and it morphed into a space wheel. The film
was stunning – but so different no one quite knew what to do next. Result – it
took almost a decade before another major work of English language sci-fi
appeared. Then in ‘77 came two: “Star Wars” and “Close Encounters”. Big though both were, they also proved easier
for the public to come to terms with and for other moviemakers to emulate. Since then, sci-fi’s remained a
busy and successful genre - right up into today’s endless assembly line of
Superhero movies. In spite of all the
Avatars” and “Inceptions” – all the CGI and technical wizardry (not to mention
the level of self-importance that’s crept into so much big screen sci fi), I’d
say we’re still waiting for the next “2001” level breakthrough in the genre.
Noirs
continued to thrive in the early 50’s. Director Joseph H. Lewis ushered in the
decade with his feverish lovers-on-the run opus “Gun Crazy”, setting the bar
sky-high. But superb films like “The Asphalt Jungle” “The Prowler” and “The Big
Heat” took up the challenge, adding their own levels of excitement to the noir
landscape. Britain proved a surprisingly fertile ground for this kind of film;
“Pool of London”, “Hunted” and “The Good Die Young” stand head to head with
their best American counterparts. 1953’s “Stolen Identity”, an
Austrian-American co-production, owed more to Harry Lime than Philip Marlowe, pitched
as it was among the black market intrigues of a dangerous postwar Europe. As a
matter of fact, shot on location in Vienna, “Stolen Identity” qualified as part
of the mini-genre sometimes called “rubble films”, focused on WW2 survivors doing
whatever it took to survive in the
bombed out remnants of their cities. “Stolen Identity” received only minuscule
American distribution via actors’ agent
Helen Ainsworth. But it’s a little firecracker of a picture. See it and
you’ll wonder why leading man Donald Buka never achieved the same kind of
connoisseur level prominence as Ralph
Meeker or Steve Cochran.
Entering an
Indian summer of accomplishment, the MGM musical produced its finest gems yet. Could anyone have guessed the party was almost over?
“Singin’ in the Rain” is widely considered the greatest of all Metro tuners–
even non-musical fans seem to love it. My preferences lean toward “The Band
Wagon” and “An American in Paris”. But
films like “The Belle of New York”, “Give a Girl a Break” and “Dangerous When
Wet” also stand tall. Not to mention “Show Boat”, "Three Little Words"“Two Weeks with Love”,“I
Love Melvin” and “The Merry Widow” , each teeming
with pleasures. Other studios still
pumped out musicals regularly, but lagged behind MGM quality-wise. Warner Brothers actually matched the Metro
level once with “Calamity Jane”; Fox approached it a few times too (“The Farmer
Takes a Wife”, “Gentlemen Prefer Blondes” and “There’s No Business Like Show
Business”). Paramount upped its musical game with the fresh as all outdoors
“Aaron Slick from Punkin Crick” and the pictorially adventurous “Red Garters”. And
“White Christmas”, the studio’s biggest musical hit ever, boasts charms that a
million December rebroadcasts have failed to wither. Goldwyn’s “Hans Christian
Anderson” benefited from an uncharacteristically toned down Danny Kaye and one
of the finest original song scores ever (from Frank Loesser). The British film
industry generally shied away from musicals but usually managed at least one
terrific one per decade. For the 50’s it was the highwayman musical “The
Beggar’s Opera” (with Laurence Olivier doing his own vocalizing). Excitingly
filmed in color, it was a decade ahead of its time, painting the kind of
gritty, detailed picture of 17thcentury lower class life viewers wouldn’t
see again till “Tom Jones”. That picture (from 1963) was, of course, a
huge hit. Audiences from a decade earlier proved entirely unprepared for such a
jolt. And “The Beggar’s Opera” was yanked from theaters in record time. In 1952
divas Zarah Leander and Marta Eggerth, who ruled the German movie musical roost
in the 30’s, each turned up – talent and allure pretty much intact -in vehicles equal to the best from their heydays. “Cuba Cabana” found
Leander in the tropics emanating a kind of Simone Signoret I’ve-seen-it-all vibe - with just enough
energy left over to toss off a few songs in that sultry deep purple style of
hers. Eggerth headlined a new version of Franz Lehar’s operetta “Das Land des
Lachelns”{Land of Smiles}. It was filmed on location in Thailand and in color
-though the few ragged prints available these days are black and white. But it’s
still a charmer - and makes one yearn to see it as 1952 audiences did.
Foreign-language musicals made little impact on North American audiences.
Virtually every Hindi movie was a musical. But, outside of the Indian diaspora,
they remained virtually unknown in North America. “Mother India” did manage to snag a Best Foreign Film
Oscar Nomination (India’s first) – so at least a few adventurous non-Indians
probably watched it. More to my taste, Bollywood-wise, was 1951’s “Albela”
which (except for one jarring scene of violent aggression that could have - and
should have - been omitted) was an entertaining look at an irrepressible show
biz wannabe scrambling for that one big break. Star (and director) Bhagwan Dada
was a real force of nature, much in the vein of Zero Mostel. And the picture’s
score overflows with melodic hooks and
propulsive rhythms. Songs that few North Americans will probably ever hear.
These days there’s no excuse for that:
it’s all there waiting on YouTube and ITunes.
Till I was
about eight, I loved Martin and Lewis, meaning - in effect - I loved Jerry
Lewis. At the time it seemed the whole world was crazy about the pair. Last of
the giant comedy teams, they dominated the field for about five years. When the
two broke up, any interest I had in watching Dean completely evaporated – but
Lewis solo pictures were still must-sees. That ended quickly. By the time I was
nine Lewis’ antics seemed so dispiritingly juvenile and off-putting, I felt
embarrassed – or at least puzzled –that I’d ever responded to them. That feeling’s
lasted. I remain a loyal fan of Abbott & Costello, especially their
encounters with monsters and outer space aliens, most of which date from the
years when Martin & Lewis were peaking. I retain a fondness for Laurel and Hardy. Crosby and Hope films
offer plenty of merriment. Ditto many of the Hope solo comedies. Wheeler and
Woolsey can occasionally do it for me. I’m totally at home with the Bowery
Boys. Even the Three Stooges hit regular bull’s-eyes. And among the solo
comics, W.C. Fields remains sublime. I find Will Hay a frequent riot, Hugh
Herbert a personal source of endless mirth.
But I cannot extract an ounce of pleasure out of watching
Jerry Lewis. That attention hogging screen persona of his - emotionally
arrested, spastic, maudlin, exhausting - remains insupportable. When I was six or
seven, “Scared Stiff”, the Martin-Lewis remake of Bob Hope’s “The Ghost
Breakers” was probably my favorite movie. I saw it again and again (it was
constantly revived at kiddie matinees), reveling every time in Jerry’s
scaredy-cat antics. Now I find anything
that’s good about the picture hopelessly tainted by Lewis’ taxing presence. I don’t know if they still love him in France
– but I renounced him at age nine the way some people renounce Satan and all
his works. I’ve had occasional relapses
and watched some of his solo comedies, including his “masterpiece’ “The Nutty
Professor” - and each one’s been an endurance contest. By the way, I thoroughly
enjoyed Eddie Murphy’s 80’s remake. But its pleasures ultimately reminded me just
how toweringly unsympathetic Lewis’ onscreen character was. Of his offscreen
reputation, the less said the better.
None of which changes the fact that – in the early 50’s - Martin &
Lewis were an absolutely undeniable phenomenon.
No look back at the popular cinema of the era can ignore them. It just
seems to me that Jerry Lewis mania was a strange, inexplicable virus from which
most of the world recovered.
Many European
countries had enacted laws ( tariffs, quotas, blocked funds) that essentially froze some of the profits
made by American movie studios abroad. In effect, said studios could only use
money earned abroad if they utilized it
for projects made in those countries –
projects which employed largely local talent and pumped money directly back
into local economies. Just as well. By this time North
American audiences were surely ready to soak up some genuine foreign scenery,
not the back-lot versions that had –in many cases – become wearyingly
familiar. Hence, MGM made “Quo Vadis” in Italy and Fox’s “The Big Lift” and
“Decision Before Dawn” were both German-lensed. Most popular production destination,
though, was probably Great Britain, where at least filmmakers didn’t have to
contend with a completely foreign language. During this era Disney was a key
player when it came to mounting U.K. based productions. And they did it with
gratifying success. Mostly they stuck to period adventures, utilizing historic
buildings and locales to great advantage. First off was “Treasure Island” –
best ever movie version of Robert Louis Stevenson’s classic. Aside from being a
highlight in the film career of child star Bobby Driscoll, it also made British
actor Robert Newton a highly recognizable celebrity in America. Mention Long John Silver and Newton’s version of him
is the image that pops up in most people’s minds. Disney also put added shine
on the worldwide popularity of British star Richard Todd, casting him as
swashbuckling hero in a series of winning historical romances. Best of the
bunch was “The Story of Robin Hood” (Todd’s still my favorite screen embodiment
of the rob-from-the rich-give-to-the- poor
guy – and I love Errol Flynn).
The film performed exceptionally well in America (a combination of Disney’s
savvy marketing and the high quality of the picture itself). It also provided
early American exposure for future star Peter Finch, terrific as Robin’s wicked
nemesis.
The cycle of Maria
Montez-style sword and sandtrap adventures continued – but without Maria. Dark-haired Yvonne De
Carlo took up the mantle first. But – for some reason – makers of these
exotic backlot adventures often gravitated
in the unlikely direction of redheads when casting their desert princesses.
Arlene Dahl, Rhonda Fleming and Piper Laurie all spent plenty of time
lounging on peacock divans. Maureen O’Hara starred in so many of these films her
family kiddingly dubbed her Maureen O’Sahara . “Flame of Araby” in which she
and Jeff Chandler fought and flirted among the minarets was probably the
liveliest of the lot. A perfect bang for your buck embodiment of Saturday
matinee fantasy, early 50’s style. The
swashbucklers that copycatted Flynn and Power also proliferated into the new
decade. Modest budget ones seemed to pop
up every other week; Universal specialized
in the Ali Baba style desert epics but it was Columbia that concentrated on vestpocket
period adventures where pirates roved, cavaliers capered and knighthood was in
perpetual flower. MGM hit the box-office
jackpot with the expensive (but dull) “Ivanhoe”. To their credit, the same
studio (in the same year) took an excellent script and - giving it deluxe treatment
all the way - offered the public "Scaramouche”, maybe the best of the
era’s period adventures. Certainly, the epic and beautifully realized
swordfight between Stewart Granger and Mel Ferrer gave genre fans something to
cheer and to cherish. As mentioned
previously, Richard Todd did fine work in the field for Disney in England. John
Payne, John Derek, Louis Hayward, Cornel Wilde, Ricardo Montalban and Valentino lookalike Anthony Dexter all joined the fray and - for the most part -
performed with affable distinction. Unlikeliest recruit perhaps was screen
tough guy Alan Ladd. He signed a deal to make three films in England. And
though the inducements may have been tax breaks for the actor and unfrozen
British funds for Columbia, results weren’t bad at all. Admittedly “The Red
Beret” aka “Paratrooper” was a bit of a snooze but the other two turned out
quite nicely. “Hell Below Zero” displayed Ladd in accustomed noirish form –
tough and terse. But - in a novel twist - set him down in the midst of a lively
war between rival whalers near the Antarctic. In “The Black Knight” Ladd popped
up rather unexpectedly - sword-wielding and jousting – as the medieval British
title character. If you could get past this decidedly unusual bit of casting,
there was much to like here. Lovely British settings, a dash of Stonehenge
lore, alluring Patricia Medina, best ever rendition of the irresistible song
“The Whistling Gypsy” (beautifully – if all too briefly -performed by Elton
Hayes) and plenty of sword clanging action. With so many enjoyable elements on
hand, a good time for all was pretty much ensured.
When DeMille
successfully duplicated the European box-office success of “Fabiola” in America
with “Samson and Delilah”, he literally launched a thousand Hollywood ships.
Producers fell over each other rushing to get biblical and ancient world epics
onto the screen. Fox’s “David and Bathsheba” was first out of the gate.
Ponderous and painfully reverent, it was still a big hit; the public just
seemed to be in the mood for antique spectacles. Sunday school clichés were
marched across the screen – but as long as sets were mammoth and costumes
provocative, the public was – for the moment - onboard. Poster art often hinted
at flaming passions and pagan decadence. But the Production Code made sure what
appeared onscreen was considerably tamer.
Still, what they lacked in actual daring content, the best made up for
in eye-filling spectacle. MGM hit the
box-office jackpot with “Quo Vadis” in ’51 . And it was bigger than “David and Bathsheba”, though hardly less dull. Even
stodgier – and more popular - was Fox’s “The Robe”. Further proof that if enough pomp, pageantry
and star power was splashed across the screen, leaden scripts punctuated with
awkward biblical quotes and reverent gazes stage-directed toward the heavens
could still be turned into money magnets.
Far more entertaining that same year were a couple of William Castle
quickies. “Slaves of Babylon” had a biblical source but jettisoned most of the
glassy-eyed piety. Castle was the only director who ever successfully captured
the mow- the-men-down sizzle of Linda
Christian. Famous for her off-screen oomph, Christian was misused in picture
after picture. Under Castle’s direction, she radiated something the censors
didn’t know how to put a lid on.
Slaves of Babylon: Reel him in, Linda |
Castle
avoided biblical pontificating altogether when he turned to Pharaonic Egypt for his
other ’53 peplum. Reusing standing sets from Columbia’s execrable but expensive
“Salome” (with Rita Hayworth), Castle knocked together a tale of Cleopatra(a black wigged Rhonda Fleming) ensnaring
William Lundigan and Raymond Burr in her schemes. The result was ten times more
fun than any of the big budgeters it
supposedly copied. Also entertaining – but with a mega-budget – was Fox’s “The
Egyptian”. Sets were stunning, Color by Deluxe never looked better, Alfred
Newman and Bernard Herrmann combined their considerable forces for a knockout
background score and Gene Tierney and Bella Darvi absolutely rocked their Nile
wigs. Warners’ “The Silver Chalice” offered startling stylized sets. And child
Natalie Wood growing up to be Virginia Mayo – an unlikely transition if there
ever was one. Though it must be admitted that Mayo (her eye makeup alone worth
the price of admission) was more fun than she’d been in years. Jack Palance, who knew how to gobble up the
scenery and make you love it, was even better. Religious elements definitely
wound up playing second fiddle. European cinema (which had started this
particular wave in ’49) continued to produce excellent black and white peplums.
As with most imports, though, these enjoyed only limited stateside release,
truncated and poorly dubbed. “La Regina
di Saba”{”Queen of Sheba”} was sleek and stylish. And in the rousing “Spartaco”
an amphitheater was picturesquely flooded to accommodate a full-scale Roman
galleon swarming with gladiators and lions. Now, that’s entertainment!
Arthouse
markets began to grow in major cities. Patrons there were more willing to
tackle subtitles – so they saw foreign films in versions far closer to the
originals. These movies often pushed censorship boundaries to the limit. At the
same time employing exciting new techniques, not to mention mature ideas - the
kind Hollywood was still pussyfooting around. French and Italian films
continued to hold sway in this market. But a powerful new force emerged when
the West – at least the arthouse element of it – discovered the exciting wave
of films emerging from postwar Japan. Like Italy, Japan somehow found a kind of
creative catharsis in defeat, in the process creating a vibrant new national
cinema . Simultaneously contemplative and daring. Akira Kurosawa’s “Rashomon” was the first to break out in the west. But
it was followed by a long series of compelling titles from Ozu, Mizoguchi,
Ichikawa and Kurosawa himself. Whether
displaying the strange splendor of samurai culture or turning examinations of
humdrum lives into profound emotional experiences, Japanese cinema delved into
areas 50’s Hollywood would never have dreamed of going. Just one example : "The Eternal Breasts" in
’55 was an unflinching exploration of
how one woman deals with a double mastectomy. Not a subject Hollywood’s likely
to greenlight even now. And it was directed by a woman.
The
most celebrated weapons used to fight TV and stop audience attrition were
technological ones. Cinerama, then 3D and finally Cinemascope. Cinerama
with its huge curved screen and trisected image was first to land. It was touted as a gigantic advance. Maybe. But it initially required three different
projection booths, each projector aiming a different part of the image onto a
different part of the screen. The effect was sometimes stupendous – but the
space between each of the three images showed as a kind of vertical seam.
Audiences were supposedly okay with this; for me, those seams would have been a
deal-breaker. Also the picture took on various levels of distortion depending
on where you sat. Improved aural technology – a type of Surround Sound – came
as part of the package – and certainly heightened the experience. Yet only a few specially built cinemas could
handle the complicated technology necessary to show Cinerama. Technical
glitches could be disastrous. The concept of mammoth images certainly coincided
with the public’s growing thirst for spectacle. Unfortunately what Cinerama was
best equipped to handle were travelogues. For the original Cinerama process,
setting up a story with real actors and interaction was just too daunting, full
of insurmountable technical dilemmas. So travelogues and documentaries were basically what audiences got. Each was
sold as an event. Marketed like a Broadway show – and meant to run for years. And strictly in big cities – as they were the only ones with
Cinerama-equipped theaters. Tickets were
high-priced, seats reserved. And a curious public did respond in large numbers. When out-of-towners visited a major
metropolis, part of the experience usually involved checking out Cinerama. In
today’s world of massive market infiltration, pictures opening in thousands and
thousands of theaters simultaneously, the Cinerama model would be
unsustainable. 1952’s “This is Cinerama” was
a massive hit. And stuck around till the next one “Cinerama Holiday” appeared
in ’55. Still, this clearly wasn’t a business model capable of deep market
penetration. Like a Broadway show, it was available in unique locations. Unlike
a Broadway show it couldn’t be turned into a movie. It already was one. And if
travelogues weren’t your thing, Cinerama’s sustained appeal would be
limited. Over the years the process was
modified, making it practical for showing in big theaters across the country.
But those modifications lessened rather than improved the actual experience.
They eventually were able to make real movie movies in Cinerama (“How the West
Was Won” in ’64 was among the last of them – and it made money). But they
never did manage to get rid of those seams.
Imax is probably the closest current approximation to the Cinerama
experience – superior, I’m sure, to its predecessor . And seamless.
Next
process put forward to entice the people out of their homes was 3D. I’ll quote at length from a piece I wrote
several years ago:
“Among the gimmicks Hollywood hauled out to combat
audience attrition, 3D remains the one most inextricably linked to 1953. The
technique, which provided a pleasantly giddy optical sensation, had been around
in some form since the 1800’s. Stereoscopic images, looked at through special
viewers, were a diverting novelty in homes across the country. But no one had
figured out an effective and commercially viable way to transfer the experience
to the motion picture screen. That is, until a tireless Hollywood promoter
called Arch Oboler purchased an option on a new Polaroid process called Natural
Vision which not only provided 3D motion picture images, but could do it in
full color. As far as I can tell, the filming process – cumbersome and
time-consuming – involved two cameras shooting scenes from different angles.
Theatre showings required a pair of projectors which – perfectly synchronized
(and this was vital) – superimposed both images onscreen together. Special
polaroid glasses (provided by the theatre}–one lens red, one green - allowed
audiences to see a different image through each eye. A trick of the brain
enabled viewers to combine the two pictures into one. The resultant separation
of background and foreground – startling and quite fascinating – made it apparent
that the 2D images audiences had been long conditioned to accept were, in fact,
severely limited perspective-wise. And - properly photographed and projected
–onscreen objects aimed (sometimes hurled) toward the audience seemed to leap
right out of the screen. Hence the 3D slogan "A Lion in Your Lap! A Lover
in Your Arms!" The picture that slogan was initially attached to was Arch
Oboler’s "Bwana Devil", which he’d convinced United Artists to
release late in 1952. It was a routine jungle adventure with no particularly
big names in the cast. But audience response to the picture – and more
specifically to 3D - was stupendous. Box-office records were shattered in city
after city, as people lined up for blocks waiting for a chance to don the red
and green glasses. Hollywood execs looked up from their hand-wringing, smelling
a solution to the industry’s woes. Immediately studios were falling over each
other, announcing 3D projects. Titles previously planned for normal filming
were re-tooled as 3D productions. Within six months, the 3D boom was in full
swing and initial box-office results were colossal. Warner Brothers’
"House of Wax" with Vincent Price generated the kind of profits
usually associated with DeMille blockbusters. A Guy Madison western called
"The Charge at Feather River" was held over everywhere. As a matter
of fact, there wasn’t a genre that wasn’t suddenly awash in 3D – sci-fi (the
marvelous "It Came from Outer Space"), swashbucklers
("Sangaree" with Fernando Lamas and luscious Arlene Dahl), crime
thrillers ("I the Jury", a Mickey Spillane slugfest), musicals (the
lavish "Kiss Me Kate" from Metro). Martin & Lewis got into the
act ("Money from Home"). As did John Wayne ("Hondo") and
Hitchcock ("Dial M for Murder"). Assuming the profits would continue
unabated, studio heads confidently stated that in future, all films would be in
3D. But there were flies in the ointment. Not the least of which were the
technical problems inherent in the proper exhibition of 3D films. Perfect
projection synchronization was necessary to assure proper 3D performance. And
it was impossible to monitor every showing across the country. Equipment
breakdown and projectionist error turned show after show into disasters. For
neighborhood theatres, the costs of outfitting for 3D capability were often out
of the question. What’s more, even after successful screenings, people were
complaining about the 3D glasses – common charges: inconvenient, clumsy,
uncomfortable, impractical for people who already wore glasses . And beyond that,
there were widespread complaints of eye-strain everywhere 3D was shown. Viewers
seated toward the side sometimes grumbled about not getting the full 3D effect.
Some people got to the point where they preferred to stay home if they found
out a movie they’d planned to see was in 3D. Plus it was still widely perceived
as a novelty. And novelties have a habit of wearing off – of suddenly becoming
"so yesterday". What’s more, censorship was relaxing. Audience tastes
were undergoing a change. The incoming tide of heavy, increasingly frank black
and white dramas, the Method acting, the restricted films and foreign art-house
items hardly seemed compatible with 3D. Many considered 3D a gaudy huckster’s
trick – meant for hyping the visual entertainment value of Saturday matinee
potboilers. But unseemly, undignified and thoroughly inappropriate when
attached to serious Cinematic Art. No single reason was responsible for 3D’s
demise. But the combination was enough to bring the 3D era to a grinding halt.
By the end of ’54, the process had been all but scrapped. The final 3D features
were sneaked into theatres in flatscreen format. And 3D was quietly swept away
to join other cultural dust-bunnies like the charleston and the snood.”
I
think the last film in the initial 3D wave was Universal’s “Revenge of the
Creature”(March 1955). Am I the only one that prefers the two “Creature from
the Black Lagoon” sequels to the original? Yes, the first one created the
template but I think the second (“Revenge”) improves on it and the third, “The
Creature Walks Among Us”, is best of all. And I love that title! As an
evocation of poetic sci-fi grandeur I’d
rank it second only to the same studio’s “This Island Earth” The first two are
in 3D; by the time “Creature” emerged in ’56 the craze had evaporated – at
least until its unexpected comeback in the 21st century. Today’s 3D
is less vulnerable to breakdowns and glitches but it involves a darkening of
the image, a distressing muddiness in the colors. And the process still seems
better suited to sci fi, fantasy and horror. Remember how many people had
trouble coming to terms with Baz Luhrmann’s decision to shoot “The Great
Gatsby” in 3D? I find today’s best 3D effects are usually the studio logos. And
though the current 3D era has shown a degree of staying power the first one was
unable to match, it’s that initial period (from late ’52 through early ’55)
that’s still fondly perceived by many as 3D’s real golden age.
Cinemascope,
introduced by 20th Century Fox for their Biblical extravaganza “The
Robe”, was one shiny new technological
toy that caught on long-term. Fox also added an aural component – stereophonic
sound. For those who’d never been able to attend a Cinerama screening (and
millions hadn’t) this was an exciting new addition to the moviegoing
experience. In all, Cinemascope offered
a heightened widescreen experience without the technical headaches. Cinerama
was immersive but ultimately impractical. If Cinemascope was something of a
compromise, it wasn’t perceived as such. – the results were big enough to
impress – and had none of those pesky vertical seams: there was no 3D element, but that also meant
no cumbersome glasses - and it required only one projector. Theaters everywhere
could embrace Cinemascope without too much trouble. It
also seemed compatible with all kinds of films – dramas, comedies, crime
stories etc (at very least Hollywood was able to convince us it was). And – in
one form or another – widescreen was here to stay. Paramount’s VistaVision and
Superscope(initially pushed by Howard Hughes at RKO) claimed to be just as
panoramic but Cinemascope was widely regarded as the gold standard. And other
companies (including lofty MGM) struck up deals to lease the process from Fox
on a regular basis. “The Robe” and Cinemascope
were such massive hits that studio chief Darryl Zanuck announced that –
from now on – every Fox film would be in Cinemascope. And he was true to his
word – more or less. Fox hooked up with a B picture outfit named Regal Films,
agreeing to distribute their movies, mostly black and white westerns and crime
stories, under the 20th Century Fox banner. They also agreed to let
these little pictures use the Cinemascope process. But Zanuck wasn’t quite
ready to have his deluxe process linked to humble B’s. Solution: all the Regal
B’s (and there were eventually dozens of them) were filmed in Cinemascope – but
onscreen it was called Regalscope).
Cinemascope remained an inseparable part of Fox’s film output for years.
It wasn’t till ’67 that the name was quietly phased out (last official
Cinemascope release was Doris Day’s “Caprice”). Wide-screen, though –under
whatever name – was here to stay. And it
was the early 50’s public that gave the process its first rousing thumbs-up.
Not
everything came equipped with Cinemascope and stereophonic sound. Some
film-makers tested the censorship limits with low-budget exploitation films. Sometimes,
most of the provocative material was confined to the posters. But because nearly non-existent budgets forced
makers to use whatever was available, these films often do show a pretty unblinking view of life’s seamier side. This was genuine
wrong side of the tracks cinema . And some of the films really do manage to catch lightning in a bottle
– even if it’s a beer bottle. “Wicked Woman” with insolently sexy Beverly
Michaels is positively profound in its tawdriness. Hard-boiled broad blows into
town (the roughest part of it) and cuts a destructive swath through the male
population. Somehow the combination of pulp fiction melodrama and one-take
rawness turns the thing into an almost documentary-like gut punch. Watching
the sleazy cat and mouse games between tough, out-for-herself Beverly and pint-sized rooming house lecher Percy Helton
(he of the Vicks VapoRub voice, wheedling and obsequious), presents viewers
with a kind of coarsely riveting Peeping Tom experience. It’s on YouTube. Check it
out.
Percy Helton: Wheedle, baby, wheedle |
With ever so slightly better
production values and distribution by Columbia, UA, Universal - whatever corporate entity he could finagle a deal with - émigré actor/director Hugo Haas
built a small but compelling oeuvre precisely positioned in this low rent genre. Haas himself
was a first-rate actor (he’d been considered a theater great in his native Czechoslovakia
before fleeing the Nazi threat ). But, once in America, he had to build his
career up from the ground (and in
English). Haas used most of the money he earned in character parts to help
finance a series of self produced
vehicles about life on the wild side. Burly and middle-aged, but effortlessly
commanding, he starred in them – and was always a rock-solid presence. But his
ace in the hole was muse Cleo Moore. A genuinely sensual blonde – and a solid
actress – Moore tended to make Hollywood’s regulation sex-pots look tame. She
gave out an erotic spark that regularly lit up the Haas films, providing a
legitimate charge to the sexual currents that ran through his scripts. Marketed as hot stuff, these movies were not likely
to get shown at high class venues. But as a kind of back-room, adults only
fare, they sashayed their way through the (early and mid) 50’s like a peep-show
blonde on the prowl. “Strange Fascination”, “Bait”, “Over-Exposed”, “The Other
Woman” and “Hit and Run” are among the titles. Most of them managed to hit that
wonderful sweet spot where trashy meets terrific . Close to real snapshots of a type
of 50’s life the big studios usually gussied up or ignored. These films are
addictive – and a Haas/Moore Blu-ray Box set remains a prime wish list item for
me. Will it ever materialize?
Among the
era’s new stars were several who became icons of the decade – Grace Kelly, Audrey Hepburn, and Marlon Brando. Each of them made big screen debuts in the 50/51 season and by
the decade’s midpoint, all were enormous box office draws (and Oscar
winners). Kelly emerged as the latest
iteration of the Madeleine Carroll type blonde – self-possessed and
inordinately beautiful, There’s a well-known saying that Fred Astaire gave
Ginger Rogers class and she gave him sex appeal. Grace Kelly needed no outside
input; the lady had plenty of both. She
was certainly the apotheosis of Hitchcock’s fantasy blonde- he used her twice
and no doubt would have loved to keep on utilizing her had she not opted for a
regal offscreen fantasy of her own.
Audrey
Hepburn brought the European gamine type to the forefront of North America’s
consciousness. Though she was actually from Belgium, that voice of hers carried
the impression of a vaguely aristocratic but ever so approachable English girl.
With a highly individual brand of charm, at once understated and devastating,
she took moviegoers by storm - soon outdistancing incidental rivals Leslie
Caron and Pier Angeli (both of whom had preceded her to stardom). Without even
seeming to try, she emerged as a full-fledged fashion icon – and continues to
be one. Modern audience reaction to her
technique remains highly favourable, though some detractors find her style just a bit arch. Still there’s something timeless about
Hepburn, an innate class certainly (but one completely devoid of haughtiness).
Above all, she radiates genuine niceness. It’s still hard to think of anyone
else who’s that chic and at the same time that endearing. From all accounts,
the offscreen Hepburn – devoted mother, tireless UNICEF ambassador and
treasured friend - was every bit as nice.
As I
understand it, method acting is a blanket term covering a number of different
techniques that all owe something to the teachings of Russian theater director
Konstantin Stanislavski. American method acting, mainly New York based,
generally involved tapping into deep emotions, arising either from one’s own
memory or from intense exploration of a script’s subtexts. Always looking for
keys to unlock character motivation. A
generation of East Coast theater actors who embraced the Method eventually made
strong impressions as Hollywood character players in the 40’s and 50’s. Often
adding rich levels of nuance and realism to the films they were in. Method
actors are sometimes saddled with the reputation of being difficult. These
supporting performers certainly didn’t have the clout to defy directors,
demoralize co-stars or hold up productions. Most of them simply applied years
of experience and discipline to their movie jobs
and did them beautifully. John Garfield was probably the first method actor to
achieve Hollywood stardom. But - good as he was – his style onscreen was very
much within accepted Hollywood parameters.
Regarded as a fine actor and a genuine movie star, Garfield was never
hailed as someone who changed the Hollywood acting landscape forever. Marlon
Brando was. His dangerous animal
quality had already electrified Broadway (he originated his Stanley Kowalski
onstage in 1947). Hollywood was soon at his door. When he left the stage production
it continued its long run with an impressive series of replacements – Anthony
Quinn, Jack Palance and Ralph Meeker. In Hollywood Brando led the charge for
the method. For many he still exemplifies it. Onscreen results over the years
ranged from bruising honesty to mumbling pretentiousness. His early 50’s
efforts mostly fit the former category. And what Brando brought to films like
“A Streetcar Named Desire” and “On the Waterfront” was so extraordinarily jolting that it was effectively a game changer; with a personality that
roared off the screen, he brought a new sense of grit and reality to American
films. He could be brutal and sensitive at one and the same moment. At his best, Brando communicated a rawness
and honesty that completely over-rode Production Code attempts to declaw him.
Audiences and awards bodies responded with awed enthusiasm. Some prefer
the Brando of “The Godfather” or “Last Tango in Paris”. But to me his
most powerful performances come from the 50’s
- “Streetcar” ,”The Wild One”,”The Fugitive Kind” and – above all – “On
the Waterfront”. Brando’s mega-success paved the way for more method stars. And
this is possibly when method actors picked up that “difficult” reputation.
Suddenly several of them were headlining. As stars, they had power – and
were in a position to hold up productions, throw tantrums –artistic and
otherwise - and generally keep sets in a state of upheaval. Just like
non-method divas – male and female – had been doing from the moment they realized
they could. It seems unrealistic to think it never happened with the Method
brigade, who – after all - worshipped drama. In Brando’s wake came professional
boat-rocker James Dean and bristling Paul Newman, American Adonis with a chip
on his shoulder. But it’s Brando who’s still credited with giving American
screen acting its biggest – and most spectacular - wake-up call.
Most dazzling
new star of the early 50’s – and the one who’s exercised the most lasting
effect on the public –was undoubtedly Marilyn Monroe. Hollywood thought they
merely had a sexy calendar girl come to life. But that incandescent inner flame of
hers, that special aura gradually became more and more evident. It was there
from, say, 1950 on, when she captured audience attention on the sidelines of
two black and white classics, “All About Eve” and “The Asphalt Jungle”. A
searing performance as a mentally unstable working class girl in “Don’t Bother
to Knock” startled anyone paying attention. Unfortunately her box-office status
was still embryonic and the film wasn’t
a hit. Fox preferred to spotlight her first as a downright bad girl (in
“Niagara”, which boasts –among other things – the most stunning Technicolor
I’ve ever seen - the Blu-ray’s a
jawdropper), then as a dumb blonde comedienne. She excelled at both, then went
on to distinguish herself in musicals (“Gentlemen Prefer Blondes”, ”There’s No
Business Like Show Business”) and westerns (Otto Preminger’s radiantly
entertaining “River of No Return”). By 1954, public response to all of these
films had turned Monroe into the world’s most popular movie star. Who’d have
guessed she was destined to retain that
level of fame right into the present day – so many decades after her death.
It’s a phenomenon that shows no sign of abating. Monroe remains perhaps the
most genuinely loved – and missed – of 20th century movie stars. By
the time she gave her final performance in ‘61’s “The Misfits” it was clear
that Marilyn Monroe was one of the great screen performers, combining beauty,
vulnerability and - startling for someone who’d started out as some sort of
fantasy figure - a profound ability to project the truth. Among all its
oversights through the years, the Academy’s failure to give Marilyn an Oscar
(or even a nomination) remains its most shocking.
And now that you’ve made it this far,
remember, it’s all in support of the list that follows – my favorite films of
the early 50’s. Here goes:
641. All About Eve(’50) Joseph L. Mankiewicz
Bette
Davis,Anne Baxter,Gary Merrill,Celeste Holm
642. Annie Get Your Gun(’50) George Sidney
Betty
Hutton,Howard Keel
643. Armored Car Robbery(’50) Richard Fleischer
Charles
McGraw,Adele Jergens,William Talman
644. the Asphalt Jungle(’50) John Huston
Sterling
Hayden,Louis Calhern,Jean Hagen,Marilyn Monroe
645. the Big Lift(’50) George Seaton
Montgomery
Clift,Paul Douglas,Cornell Borchers
646. Blonde Dynamite(’50) William Beaudine
Leo
Gorcey,Huntz Hall,Adele Jergens,Bernard Gorcey
647. Branded (’50) Rudolph
Mate
Alan
Ladd,Mona Freeman,Charles Bickford
648. Caged(’50) John Cromwell
Eleanor
Parker,Hope Emerson,Lee Patrick,Jan Sterling
649. the Cariboo Trail(’50) Edwin L. Marin
Randolph
Scott,Bill Williams.Karin Booth,Victor Jory
650. Chance of a Lifetime(’50) Bernard Miles
Basil Radford,Niall MacGinnis,Kenneth More
651. Cinderella(’50) Clyde Geronimi,Wilfred Jackson,Hamilton
Luske
Animated
52. the Dancing Years(’50) Harold French
Dennis
Price,Gisele Preville,Patricia Dainton
653. Daughter of Rosie O’Grady, The(’50) David Butler
June
Haver,Gordon Macrae,James Barton,Debbie Reynolds
654. Fortunes of Captain Blood(’50) Gordon Douglas
Louis
Hayward,Patricia Medina.Dona Drake,George Macready
655. the Furies(’50) Anthony Mann
Barbara
Stanwyck,Walter Huston,Wendell Corey
656. Gone to Earth(’50) Michael Powell,Emeric
Pressburger
Jennifer
Jones,David Farrar,Esmond Night,Cyril Cusack
657. Gun Crazy(’50) Joseph H. Lewis
Peggy
Cummins,John Dall
658. Harriet Craig(’50) Vincent Sherman
Joan Crawford,Wendell Corey,Lucile Watson
659. Il Ladro di Venezia(’50) John Brahm
Maria
Montez,Paul Christian,Faye Marlowe,Massimo Serato
660. It’s a Small World(’50) William Castle
Paul
Dale,Lorraine Miller,Nina Koshetz,Will Geer
661. Kansas Raiders(’50) Ray Enright
Audie
Murphy,Brian Donlevy,Marguerite Chapman
662. Last Holiday(’50) Henry Cass
Alec
Guinness,Kay Walsh,Beatrice Campbell,Jean Colin
663. Les Derniers Jours de Pompeii(’50) Marcel L’Herbier,Paolo Moffa
Georges
Marchal,Micheline Presle
664. Luci del Varieta(’50) Alberto Lattuada,Federico Fellini
Carla
Del Poggio,Peppino Di Fillipo,Giulietta Masina
665. Ma & Pa Kettle Go to Town(’50) Charles Lamont
Marjorie
Main,Percy Kilbride,Charles McGraw,Richard Long
666. Mystery Street(’50) John Sturges
Ricardo
Montalban,Sally Forrest,Elsa Lanchester,Jan Sterling
667. No Sad Songs for Me(’50) Rudolph Mate
Margaret
Sullavan,Wendell Corey,Viveca Lindfors,Natalie Wood
668. No Way Out(’50) Joseph L. Mankiewicz
Richard
Widmark,Linda Darnell,Sidney Poitier
669. Pagan Love Song(’50) Robert Alton
Esther
Williams,Howard Keel
670. Panic in the Streets(’50) Elia Kazan
Richard
Widmark,Jack Palance,Zero Mostel.Paul Douglas
671. Perfect Strangers(’50) Bretaigne Windust
Ginger
Rogers,Dennis Morgan
672. Prelude to Fame(’50) Fergus McDonell
Guy
Rolfe,Jeremy Spenser,Kathleen Byron,Kathleen Ryan
673. Rashomon(’50) Akira Kurosawa
Toshiro
Mifune,Machiko Kyo,Masayuki Mori
674. Rocketship X-M(’50) Kurt Neumann
Lloyd
Bridges,Osa Massen,John Emery,Hugh O’Brian
675. Rocky Mountain(’50) William Keighley
Errol
Flynn,Patrice Wymore.Dick Jones
676. Shadow on the Wall(’50) Pat Jackson
Ann
Sothern,Zachary Scott,Nancy Davis
677. Summer Stock(’50) Charles Walters
Judy Garland,Gene Kelly.Phil Silvers.Gloria
DeHaven
678. SUNSET BOULEVARD('50) Billy Wilder
William Holden,Gloria Swanson,Nancy Olson
678. SUNSET BOULEVARD('50) Billy Wilder
William Holden,Gloria Swanson,Nancy Olson
679. Three Came Home(’50) jean Negulesco
Claudette
Colbert,Sessue Hayakawa
680. Three Little Words(’50) Richard Thorpe
Fred
Astaire,Red Skelton,Vera-Ellen,Arlene Dahl
681. Trail of Robin Hood(’50) William Witney
Roy
Rogers,Penny Edwards,Jack Holt
682. Two Weeks with Love(’50) Roy Rowland
Jane Powell,Ricardo Montalban,Debbie Reynolds
683. Treasure Island(’50) Byron Haskin
Bobby
Driscoll,Robert Newton
684. Try and Get Me(’50) Cy Endfield
Frank
Lovejoy,Kathleen Ryan,LLoyd Bridges
685. Twilight in the Sierras(’50) William Witney
Roy
Rogers,Dale Evans,Estelita Rodriguez
686. Two Flags West(’50) Robert Wise
Joseph
Cotten,Linda Darnell,Cornel Wilde,Dale Robertson
687. Wagon Master(’50) John Ford
Ben
Johnson,Joanne Dru,Harry Carey Jr.,Ward Bond
688. Waterfront(’50) Michael Anderson
Kathleen
Harrison,Robert Newton,Susan Shaw
689. Where Danger Lives(’50) John Farrow
Robert
Mitchum,Faith Domergue,Claude Rains
690. Where the Sidewalk Ends(’50) Otto
Preminger
Dana
Andrews,Gene Tierney,Gary Merrill,Tom Tully
691. Winchester 73(’50) Anthony Mann
James
Stewart,Shelley Winters,Dan Duryea,Stephen McNally
692. Abbott & Costello Meet the
Invisible Man(’51)
Charles
Lamont
Bud
Abbott,Lou Costello,Arthur Franz,Adele Jergens
693. Ace in the Hole(’51) Billy Wilder
Kirk
Douglas,Jan Sterling,Robert Arthur
694. Albela(’51) Bhagwan Dada
Bhagwan Dada,Geeta
Bali
695. an American in Paris(’51) Vincente Minnelli
Gene
Kelly,Leslie Caron,Georges Guetary,Nina Foch
696. Another Man’s Poison(’51) Irving Rapper
Bette
Davis,Gary Merrill,Anthony Steel
697. Apache Drums(’51) Hugo Fregonese
Stephen
McNally,Coleen Gray,Willard Parker
698. Appointment with Danger(’51) Lewis
Allen
Alan
Ladd,Phyllis Calvert,Jan Sterling,Jack Webb
699. Cattle Drive(’51) Kurt Neumann
Joel
McCrea,Dean Stockwell,Chill Wills
700. Cause for Alarm! (’51) Tay Garnett
Loretta
Young,Barry Sullivan,Bruce Cowling
701. Circle of Danger(’51) Jacques Tourneur
Ray
Milland,Patricia Roc,Marius Goring
702. Cloudburst(’51) Francis Searle
Robert Preston,Elizabeth Sellars,Harold Lang
703. the Dark Man (’51) Jeffrey Dell
Maxwell
Reed,Edward Underdown,Natasha Parry
704. Decision Before Dawn(’51) Anatole Litvak
Oskar
Werner,Richard Basehart,Hildegard Knef
705. Detective Story(’51) William Wyler
Kirk
Douglas,Eleanor Parker,William Bendix
706. Excuse My Dust(’51) Roy Rowland
Red
Skelton,Sally Forrest,Macdonald Carey,Monica Lewis
707. Five(’51) Arch Oboler
William
Phipps,Susan Douglas Rubes,James Anderson
708. Flame of Araby(’51) Charles Lamont
Maureen
O’Hara,Jeff Chandler
709. Flight to Mars(’51) Lesley Selander
Arthur
Franz,Cameron Mitchell,Marguerite Chapman
710. Fort Defiance(’51) John Rawlins
Ben
Johnson,Dane Clark,Peter Graves
711. Froken Julie(’51) Alf Sjoberg
Anita
Bjork,Ulf Palme
712. He Ran All the Way(’51) John Berry
John
Garfield,Shelley Winters,Wallace Ford
713. the Idiot(’51) Akira Kurosawa
Masayuki
Mori,Setsuko Hara,Toshiro Mifune
714. La Vendetta del Corsaro(’51) Primo
Zeglio
Maria
Montez,Jean-Pierre Aumont
715. Lady Godiva Rides Again(’51) Frank Launder
John
McCallum,Pauline Stroud,Diana Dors,Alastair Sim
716. the Last Outpost(’51) Lewis R. Foster
Ronald
Reagan,Rhonda Fleming,LLoyd Corrigan
717. M(’51) Joseph Losey
David
Wayne,Howard Da Silva
718. Man in the Saddle(’51) Andre De Toth
Randolph
Scott,Joan Leslie,Ellen Drew,John Russell
719. Meet Danny Wilson(’51) Joseph Pevney
Frank
Sinatra,Shelley Winters,Alex Nicol
720. Messalina(’51) Carmine Gallone
Maria
Felix,Georges Marchal
721. the Mob(’51) Robert Parrish
Broderick Crawford,Betty Buehler,Richard Kiley,Lynn
Baggett
722. No Questions Asked(’51) Harold Kress
Barry
Sullivan,Arlene Dahl,Jean Hagen,William Reynolds
723. Pool of London(’51) Basil Dearden
Bonar
Colleano,Earl Cameron,Susan Shaw,Max Adrian
724. the Prowler(’51) Joseph Losey
Van
Heflin,Evelyn Keyes
725. Rich, Young and Pretty(’51) Norman Taurog
Jane
Powell,Danielle Darrieux,Wendell Corey,Fernando Lamas
726. Schatten uber Neapal(’51) Hans Wolff
Maria
Montez,Massimo Serato,Hans Sohnker
727. Show Boat(’51) George Sidney
Kathryn
Grayson,Howard Keel,Ava Gardner
728. South of Caliente(’51) William Witney
Roy
Rogers,Dale Evans
29. Storm Warning(’51) Stuart Heisler
Ginger
Rogers,Ronald Reagan,Doris Day,Steve Cochran
730. Take Care of My Little Girl(’51) Jean Negulesco
Jeanne Crain,Jean Peters,Dale
Robertson,Jeffrey Hunter
731. the Tall Target(’51) Anthony Mann
Dick
Powell,Paula Raymond,Adolphe Menjou
732. Teresa(’51) Fred Zinnemann
John
Ericson,Pier Angeli,Rod Steiger,Ralph Meeker
733. Tomorrow is Another Day(’51) Felix E. Feist
Ruth
Roman,Steve Cochran,Lurene Tuttle
734. Westward the Women(’51) William Wellman
Robert
Taylor,Denise Darcel,Hope Emerson
735. When Worlds Collide(’51) Rudolph Mate
Richard
Derr,Barbara Rush,John Hoyt
736. the Whip Hand(’51) William Cameron Menzies
Elliott
Reid,Carla Balenda,Raymond Burr
737. Aaron Slick from Punkin Crick(’52) Claude
Binyon
Dinah Shore,Alan Young,Robert Merrill,Adele
Jergens
738. Aladdin and His Lamp(’52) Lew Landers
Johnny
Sands.Patricia Medina
739. Apache War Smoke(’52) Harold Kress
Robert
Horton,Gilbert Roland
740. At Sword’s Point(’52) Lewis Allen
Cornel
Wilde,Maureen O’Hara,Dan O’Herlihy
741. Battles of Chief Pontiac(’52) Felix E. Feist
lex
Barker,Helen Westcott,Lon Chaney Jr.
742. the Belle of New York(’52) Charles Walters
Fred
Astaire,Vera-Ellen,Alice Pearce
743. the Brigand(’52) Phil Karlson
Anthony
Dexter,Jody Lawrance,Anthony Quinn
744. Bwana Devil(’52) Arch Oboler
Robert
Stack,Barbara Britton,Nigel Bruce
745. Captain Pirate(’52) Ralph Murphy
Louis
Hayward,Patricia Medina,Malu Gatica,John Sutton
746. the Card(’52) Ronald Neame
Alec
Guinness,Valerie Hobson,Glynis Johns,Petula Clark
747. Carrie(’52) William Wyler
Jennifer
Jones,Laurence Olivier,Miriam Hopkins
748. Cattle Town(’52) Noel Smith
Dennis
Morgan,Amanda Blake,Phil Carey
749. Clash By Night(’52) Fritz Lang
Barbara
Stanwyck,Robert Ryan,Paul Douglas
750. Cuba Cabana(’52) Fritz Peter Buch
Zarah
Leander,O.W. Fischer
751. Curtain Up(’52) Ralph Smart
Robert
Morley,Margaret Rutherford,Kay Kendall
752. Das Land des Lachelns(’52) Hans Deppe,Erik Ode
Marta
Eggerth,Jan Kiepura
53. the Devil Makes Three(’52) Andrew Marton
Gene
Kelly,Pier Angeli,Claus Clausen
754. Don’t Bother to Knock(’52) Roy Ward Baker
Richard
Widmark,Marilyn Monroe
755. Europa 51(’52) Roberto Rossellini
Ingrid Bergman,Alexander Knox,Giulietta Masina
756. Everything I Have is Yours(’52) Robert Z. Leonard
Marge
& Gower Champion,Dennis O’Keefe,Monica Lewis
757. Hangman’s Knot(’52) Roy Huggins
Randolph
Scott,Donna Reed,Claude Jarman Jr
758. Hans Christian Andersen(’52) Charles Vidor
Danny
Kaye,Zizi Jeanmaire,Farley Granger
759. Has Anybody Seen My Gal?(’52) Douglas Sirk
Piper
Laurie,Rock Hudson,Charles Coburn
760. Hong Kong(’52) Lewis R. Foster
Ronald
Reagan,Rhonda Fleming,Danny Chang
761. Hunted(’52) Charles Crichton
Dirk
Bogarde,Jon Whiteley,Kay Walsh,Elizabeth Sellars
762. the Jungle(’52) William Berke
Cesar
Romero,Rod Cameron,Marie Windsor
763. Jungle Jim in the Forbidden Land(’52) Lew Landers
Johnny
Weissmuller,Jean Willes
764. La Regina di Saba(’52) Pietro Francisci
Leonora
Ruffo,Gino Leurini,Gino Cervi
765. the Last Page(’52) Terence Fisher
George
Brent,Marguerite Chapman,Diana Dors
766. Le Plaisir(’52) Max Ophuls
Jean Gabin,Danielle Darrieux,Simone Simon
767. Lure of the Wilderness(’52) Jean Neguelsco
Jean Peters,Jeffrey Hunter,Constance Smith
768. Ma & Pa Kettle at the Fair(’52) Charles Barton
Marjorie
Main,Percy Kilbride,Esther Dale
769. Mandy(’52) Alexander MacKendrick
Phyllis
Calvert,Mandy Miller,Jack Hawkins
770. the Member of the Wedding(’52) Fred Zinnemann
Julie Harris,Ethel Waters,Brandon de Wilde
771. the Merry Widow(’52) Curtis Bernhardt
Lana
Turner,Fernando Lamas
772. My Man and I(’52) William Wellman
Ricardo
Montalban,Shelley Winters,Claire Trevor
773. Othello(’52) Orson Welles
Orson
Welles,Michael MacLiammoir,Suzanne Cloutier
774. Red Planet Mars(’52) Harry Horner
Peter
Graves,Andrea King,Marvin Miller
775. Scaramouche(’52) George Sidney
Stewart
Granger,Eleanor Parker,Janet Leigh
776. the Story of Robin Hood(’52) Ken Annakin
Richard
Todd,Joan Rice,Peter Finch
777. Strange Fascination(’52) Hugo Haas
Hugo
Haas,Cleo Moore,Mona Barrie
778. Umberto D(’52) Vittorio de Sica
Carlo
Battisti
779. the Voice of Merrill(’52) John Gilling
Valerie
Hobson,James Robertson Justice
780. Way of a Gaucho(’52) Jacques Tourneur
Rory
Calhoun,Gene Tierney,Richard Boone
781. the Wild North(’52) Andrew Marton
Stewart
Granger,Wendell Corey,Cyd Charisse
782. Wild Stallion(’52) Lewis Collins
Ben
Johnson,Martha Hyer,Edgar Buchanan
783. Abbott & Costello Go to Mars(’53)
Charles
Lamont
Bud
Abbott,Lou Costello,Mari Blanchard,Robert Paige
784. Abbott & Costello Meet Dr.
Jekyll & Mr. Hyde(’53)
Charles
Lamont
Bud Abbot,Lou
Costello,Boris Karloff,Craig Stevens
785. the Actress(’53) George Cukor
Spencer
Tracy,Jean Simmons,Teresa Wright
786. the Band Wagon(’53) Vincente Minnelli
Fred
Astaire,Cyd Charisse,Jack Buchanan,Nanette Fabray
787. the Beast from 20,000 Fathoms(’53) Eugene Lourie
Paul
Christian,Paula Raymond
788. the Beggar’s Opera(’53) Peter Brook
Laurence
Olivier,Dorothy Tutin,Hugh Griffith
789. Beneath the 12-Mile Reef(’53) Robert D. Webb
Robert
Wagner,Terry Moore.Gilbert Roland,Peter Graves
790. Big Heat, The(’53) Fritz Lang
Glenn
Ford,Gloria Grahame,Lee Marvin,Jeanette Nolan
791. Blowing Wild(’53) Hugo Fregonese
Gary
Cooper,Barbara Stanwyck,Anthony Quinn,Ruth Roman
792. a Blueprint for Murder(’53) Andrew L. Stone
Joseph Cotten,Jean Peters
793. Calamity Jane(’53) David Butler
Doris
Day,Howard Keel,Allyn Ann McLerie
794. the Charge at Feather River(’53) Gordon Douglas
Guy
Madison,Frank Lovejoy,Helen Westcott,Vera Miles
795. City of Bad Men(’53) Harmon Jones
Jeanne Crain,Dale Robertson,Richard Boone
796. Dangerous When Wet(’53) Charles Walters
Esther
Williams,Fernando Lamas,Jack Carson
797. Desert Legion(’53) Joseph Pevney
Alan
Ladd,Arlene Dahl,Richard Conte,Akim Tamiroff
798. El(’53) Luis Bunuel
Arturo
de Cordova,Delia Garces
799. the Farmer Takes a Wife(’53) Henry Levin
Betty
Grable,Dale Robertson,Thelma Ritter,John Carroll
800. the Flanagan Boy(’53) Reginald Le Borg
Barbara
Payton,Tony Wright,Sidney James
801. Gate of Hell(’53) Teinosuke Kinugasa
Kazuo
Hasegawa,Machiko Kyo
802. Gentlemen Prefer Blondes(’53) Howard Hawks
Jane
Russell,Marilyn Monroe,Charles Coburn
803. Give a Girl a Break(’53) Stanley Donen
Marge
& Gower Champion,Debbie Reynolds,Bob Fosse
804. I
Love Melvin(’53) Don
Weis
Donald
O’Connor,Debbie Reynolds
805. I Vinti(’53) Michelangelo Antonioni
Franco
Interlenghi,Patrick Barr,Jean-Pierre Mocky
806. I Vitelloni(’53) Federico Fellini
Alberto
Sordi.Franco Fabrizi,Franco Interlenghi
807. Inferno(’53) Roy Ward Baker
Robert
Ryan,Rhonda Fleming,William Lundigan
808. It Came from Outer Space(’53) Jack Arnold
Richard
Carlson,Barbara Rush
809. the Large Rope(’53) Wolf Rilla
Donald
Houston,Susan Shaw,Vanda Godsell
810. Law and Order(’53) Nathan Juran
Ronald
Reagan,Dorothy Malone,Alex Nicol
811. Madame de ... (’53) Max Ophuls
Charles
Boyer,Danielle Darrieux
812. Meet Mr. Lucifer(’53) Anthony Pelissier
Stanley
Holloway,Peggy Cummins,Gordon Jackson,Kay Kendall
813. Never Let Me Go(’53) Delmer Daves
Clark
Gable,Gene Tierney,Richard Haydn,Belita
814. Niagara(’53) Henry Hathaway
Marilyn Monroe,Joseph Cotten,Jean Peters
815. Peter Pan(’53) Clyde Geronimi,Wilfred Jackson,Hamilton
Luske
animated
816. Powder River(’53) Louis King
Rory
Calhoun,Corinne Calvet,Cameron Mitchell
817. Rob Roy, the Highland Rogue(’53) Harold French
Richard
Todd,Glynis Johns
818. Sadko(’53) Aleksandr Ptushko
Sergei
Stolyarav,Alla Lorionova
819. Serpent of the Nile(’53) William Castle
Rhonda Fleming,William Lundigan,Raymond Burr
820. Shane(’53) George Stevens
Alan
Ladd,Jean Arthur,Brandon de Wilde,Van Heflin
821. the Silver Whip(’53) Harmon Jones
Dale
Robertson,Rory Calhoun,Robert Wagner
822. Slaves of Babylon(’53) William Castle
Richard Conte,Linda Christian
823. Sombrero(’53) Norman Foster
Ricardo
Montalban,Pier Angeli,Yvonne De Carlo
824. Spartaco(’53) Riccardo Freda
Massimi
Girotti,Ludmilla Tcherina.Gianna Maria Canale
825. Split Second(’53) Dick Powell
Stephen
McNally,Alexis Smith,Jan Sterling
826. the Square Ring(’53) Basil Dearden
Robert
Beatty,Maxwell Reed,Joan Collins
827. Stolen Identity(’53) Gunther von Fritsch
Donald
Buka,Joan Camden,Francis Lederer
828. Street Corner(’53) Muriel Box
Peggy
Cummins,Anne Crawford,Terence Morgan
829. Thunder in the East(’53) Charles Vidor
Alan Ladd,Deborah Kerr,Charles Boyer
830. Titanic(’53) Jean Negulesco
Clifton
Webb,Barbara Stanwyck,Robert Wagner
831. Treasure of the Golden Condor(’53) Delmer Daves
Cornel
Wilde,Constance Smith,Anne Bancroft
832. Ugetsu Monogatari(’53) Kenji Mizoguchi
Masayuki
Mori,Kinuyo Tanaka,Machiko Kyo
833. Valley of Song(’53) Gilbert Gunn
John
Fraser,Maureen Swanson,Rachel Roberts
834. War of the Worlds(’53) Byron Haskin
Gene
Barry,Ann Robinson
835. Wicked Woman(’53) Russell Rouse
Beverly
Michaels,Richard Egan,Percy Helton
836. Young Bess(’53) George Sidney
Jean
Simmons,Stewart Granger,Deborah Kerr
837. the Adventures of Hajji Baba(’54) Don Weis
John
Derek,Elaine Stewart
838. Amar(’54) Mehboob Khan
Dilip
Kumar,Madhubala,Nimmi
839. Battle of Rogue River(’54) William Castle
George
Montgomery,Richard Denning.Martha Hyer
840. the Black Knight(’54) Tay Garnett
Alan
Ladd,Patricia Medina,Peter Cushing
841. Charge of the Lancers(’54) William Castle
Paulette
Goddard,Jean-Pierre Aumont,Karin Booth
842. Dawn at Socorro(’54) George Sherman
Rory
Calhoun,Piper Laurie,Alex Nicol
843. Duel in the Jungle(’54) George Marshall
Dana
Andrews,Jeanne Crain,David Farrar
844. the Egyptian(’54) Michael Curtiz
Edmund
Purdom,Jean Simmons,Gene Tierney,Bella Darvi
845. Elephant Walk(’54) William Dieterle
Elizabeth
Taylor,Dana Andrews,Peter Finch
846. Fast and Loose(’54) Gordon Parry
Stanley
Holloway,Kay Kendall,Brian Reece
847. the Good Die Young(’54) Lewis Gilbert
Laurence Harvey,Stanley Baker,Gloria Grahame
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848. Hell Below Zero(’54) Mark Robson
Alan
Ladd,Joan Tetzel,Stanley Baker
849. the House Across the Lake(’54) Ken Hughes
Alex
Nicol,Hillary Brooke,Sidney James
850. Jivaro(’54) Edward Ludwig
Fernando
Lamas,Rhonda Fleming,Brian Keith,Richard Denning
851. Johnny Guitar(’54) Nicholas Ray
Joan
Crawford,Mercedes McCambridge
852. Killers from Space(’54) W. Lee Wilder
Peter
Graves,Barbara Bestar,James Seay
853. La Strada(’54) Federico Fellini
Giulietta
Masina,Anthony Quinn,Richard Basehart
854. Mad About Men(’54) Ralph Thomas
Glynis
Johns,Donald Sinden,Margaret Rutherford
855. the Naked Jungle(’54) Byron Haskin
Charlton
Heston,Eleanor Parker
856. On the Waterfront(’54) Elia Kazan
Marlon
Brando,Eva Marie Saint,Karl Malden
857. the Other Woman’54) Hugo Haas
Cleo
Moore,Hugo Haas,Lance Fuller
858. the Outcast(’54) William Witney
John
Derek,Joan Evans,Jim Davis
859. Prisoner of War(’54) Andrew Marton
Ronald
Reagan,Steve Forrest,Dewey Martin
860. Pushover(’54) Richard Quine
Fred
MacMurray,Kim Novak,Dorothy Malone
861. Red Garters(’54) George Marshall
Rosemary
Clooney,Jack Carson,Guy Mitchell
862. Riders to the Stars(’54) Richard Carlson
William
Lundigan,Richard Carlson,Herbert Marshall
863. River of No Return(’54) Otto Preminger
Marilyn
Monroe,Robert Mitchum.Tommy Rettig,Rory Calhoun
864. the Saracen Blade(’54) William Castle
Ricardo
Montalban,Betta St. John,Carolyn Jones
865. Secret of the Incas(’54) Jerry Hopper
Charlton
Heston,Nicole Maurey,Thomas Mitchell
866. the Silver Chalice(’54) Victor Saville
Paul
Newman,Virginia Mayo,Jack Palance,Pier Angeli
867. There’s No Business Like Show
Business(’54) Walter Lang
Ethel
Merman,Marilyn Monroe,Donald O’Connor
868. Viaggio in Italia(’54) Roberto Rossellini
Ingrid
Bergman,George Sanders
869. West of Zanzibar(’54) Harry Watt
Anthony
Steel,Sheila Sim
870. White Christmas(’54) Michael Curtiz
Bing Crosby,Danny Kaye,Rosemary
Clooney,Vera-Ellen
871. Woman’s World(’54) Jean Negulesco
Clifton
Webb,Lauren Bacall,Arlene Dahl,Van Heflin
2 comments:
Canadian Ken, this was a very good thought out article about the early 1950's culture through the movies. It was quite a transition era and as we well know things didn't change overnight, or in one year. I really enjoyed my read. Keep up the good mind work, as well as the good writing.
Thanks so much for your input. Hope to eventually add a final segment on the late 50's.
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