Film Review
With its slick production values, beguiling performances and ingenious
multi-layered screenplay,
In a
Lonely Place is surely one of the smoothest and most compelling
examples of classic film noir - and also one of the most
disturbing. Adapted from a well-known thriller novel by Dorothy
B. Hughes (but with some significant changes), the film employs the
familiar film noir motifs to create an atmospheric portrayal of
nihilistic despair and paranoia from which there is no escape.
The film offers what many consider to be Humphrey Bogart's finest
screen performance, and possibly his most revealing. It is
certainly one of Bogart's bleakest and most vivid roles, with the actor
ruthlessly undercutting his familiar sympathetic underdog persona with
something much, much darker. This was Bogart's second of several
successful collaborations with director Nicholas Ray - they had
previously worked together on
Knock
on Any Door (1949).
Nicholas Ray was one of the few true great
auteur filmmakers working in
Hollywood in the 1940s and he uses this film to vent his frustration
with the standardised moviemaking process at the time. The
conflict between creativity and artistic integrity on the one hand, and
the desire to make big bucks on the other, is something that has always
preoccupied many directors and screenwriters working in Hollywood, and
this film still strikes a chord - perhaps it is even more relevant
today, as moviemaking is increasingly driven by the shallow cult of
celebrity and get-rich-quick executives.
Ths film's female lead was played by Gloria Grahame, Nicholas Ray's
then wife. At the time he made this film, Ray was undergoing a
painful separation with Grahame. It has been suggested that the
crumbling on-screen love affair between Bogart and Grahame mirrored
Ray's own experiences - it would certainly explain the searing
emotional impact of the film's devastating last few scenes. After
divorcing Ray, Grahame went on to marry his son by an earlier marriage,
provoking one of Hollywood's biggest scandals.
In a Lonely Place is a classic
film noir portrayal of a man driven to despair and destruction by a
tragic combination of circumstances. In contrast to many
film noirs, the enemy driving this tragic decline is not some flesh and
blood villain but something far deadlier - the victims' own
psychological flaws. Steele's fear of rejection and Laurel's fear
of another disapppointment in love are the seeds from which a maelstrom
of paranoia and fury grow. The tragedy lies in the fact that
there is no substance to their anxieties. Fear is enough to
destroy them both. There is no greater enemy than fear, that
ill-defined shadow of something half-glimpsed in the dark corners of
the mind, with an unmistakable odour of death about it.
This is also a film that has a haunting existential dimension,
a keenly felt portrait of the frustrated artist who, through his
craving for truth and originality, becomes an outsider and a therefore
threat to those who stick with the system he despises. Steele's
antagonistic behaviour and cynicism is fuelled by the environment in
which he works, which favours money-making mediocrity over creativity
and originality. The lonely place is where all true artists end
up sooner or later.
© James Travers 2008
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Film Synopsis
Dixon Steele is a jaded Hollywood screenwriter who hasn't had a success
for years. At a nightclub, his agent Mel Lippman tries to
persuade him to adapt a popular romantic novel for a film. Steele
is non-committal but he accepts the offer of the club's hatcheck girl,
Mildred Atkinson, to outline the plot of the novel at his
apartment. Shortly after leaving Steele's home, Mildred is found
dead, having been thrown out of a speeding motorcar. Steele
is the obvious suspect but his neighbour, Laurel Gray, testifies in his
favour. Laurel and Steele fall in love and the
screenwriter's creativity has a sudden new lease of life. But
while Steele toils on his screenplay, Laurel becomes anxious over his
frequent violent outbursts and begins to suspect that he may indeed be a
killer...
© James Travers
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