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CMBA Blogathon: Nightmare Alley (1947)

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<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimRAU20qRuGZwutS5FuY9g4kA_SquIIeT6uIBcZcONQInSblh9FI5JLppIBwuBx25Dk59_IjHzyFSEEYSQOVidjaIP-aY1Sxu3rIzwvdxLBhkNEXLrKYxrs91RFSasSmS7EnPjeONQHvg/s1600/Guy+Budziak+woodcut_opt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimRAU20qRuGZwutS5FuY9g4kA_SquIIeT6uIBcZcONQInSblh9FI5JLppIBwuBx25Dk59_IjHzyFSEEYSQOVidjaIP-aY1Sxu3rIzwvdxLBhkNEXLrKYxrs91RFSasSmS7EnPjeONQHvg/s1600/Guy+Budziak+woodcut_opt.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Woodcut print by <a href="http://www.filmnoirwoodcuts.com/index.html">Guy Budziak</a></td></tr></tbody></table>Coney Island's first so-called "freak show" opened in 1880, but the heyday of its sideshow attractions began nearly 25 years later when Samuel W. Gumpertz opened "Lilliputia" at Dreamland, one of the site's three major amusement parks. Wildly popular with tourists, "Lilliputia" was a miniature city scaled to accommodate its 300 midget and dwarf residents. When Dreamland burned in 1911, Gumpertz built the Dreamland Circus Sideshow and traveled the world constantly seeking "freaks" (usually those with congenital anomalies) and people from exotic lands (Filipino blowgun shooters, actual "wild men" from Borneo, Ubangi women with plated lips) for his shows. In no time Gumpertz would have competition from The World Circus Freak Show, Wonderland Circus Sideshow and other copy-cat venues large and small. <a name='more'></a> <table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqHrjXMQxO0M92HdGVUcl-yJv5upb4M5TO8BkFwJmmzG4mClO9xLDC6hqQUIsVjGjtIOoxf2wxDUfa5AMFEM2YsU1vSADWwrKZqFvDTlWKw6oMYEj9NNkdMU4u2_KYtvJegGjFzUK5DTs/s1600/geek+show_opt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="227" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqHrjXMQxO0M92HdGVUcl-yJv5upb4M5TO8BkFwJmmzG4mClO9xLDC6hqQUIsVjGjtIOoxf2wxDUfa5AMFEM2YsU1vSADWwrKZqFvDTlWKw6oMYEj9NNkdMU4u2_KYtvJegGjFzUK5DTs/s320/geek+show_opt.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Geek show, Nightmare Alley</td></tr></tbody></table>During Coney Island's peak, its bizarre sideshow attractions drew great crowds. Naturally, young people were especially awed by the incredible "human oddities" on display. One boy, whose family had recently moved to Brooklyn, became enthralled with these freak attractions. He haunted the sideshows and reportedly held a job on the midway for a while. His name was William Lindsay Gresham and he was born in Baltimore in 1909. His family had moved from Baltimore to Massachusetts in 1916 before coming to New York and, for most of his life, Gresham would live in New York. He worked as a reporter after high school and for a time made a living in Greenwich Village as a folk singer. In the late '30s he served in the Spanish Civil War, fighting the good fight against Franco. While in Spain he met a fellow American who regaled him with memories of life on the carnival circuit. It was through this man, 'Doc' Halliday, that William Lindsay Gresham learned all about 'carny culture' and first heard of the sideshow act known as 'the geek.' Halliday's description of this creature, a man who crawled around in filth and bit the heads from live chickens and snakes for booze money, revolted and intrigued Gresham. He could not get the image out of his head and later said, "to get rid of it, I had to write it out."   <table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8cdvLuQufjLrZ7AigJMCjmCoM-vYUt54ub2hO305PONMNwcjZfUvLXzQk12sJ1pdpKiCdAjQfeLtNvfNFcWR8yKKtPQAAlAdsLHW1R8Qu84W9EmHR_i46IBXfoOT1Qjzl40BqbleEDeI/s1600/William-Lindsay-Gresham.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8cdvLuQufjLrZ7AigJMCjmCoM-vYUt54ub2hO305PONMNwcjZfUvLXzQk12sJ1pdpKiCdAjQfeLtNvfNFcWR8yKKtPQAAlAdsLHW1R8Qu84W9EmHR_i46IBXfoOT1Qjzl40BqbleEDeI/s1600/William-Lindsay-Gresham.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">William Lindsay Gresham</td></tr></tbody></table>After he returned to the states, Gresham found employment editing and contributing to pulp magazines. With a steady income providing some financial stability, he was able to begin work on his first novel. Nightmare Alley appeared in 1946. The novel was a soul blistering tour of third-rate Depression-era carnival life and the "spook racket." 'Protagonist' Stan Carlisle is a handsome young man in a low-level carny job who is driven at first by lust and then by the burning ambition to make it big. Coolly conning nearly everyone who crosses his path, Stan makes his way up, up, up as a bogus clairvoyant and on to the heights as a religious charlatan. But he meets his match in a high-end grifter even more cold-blooded than he is. Stan's fall is fast and far and horrific. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBcFfz_0RRp-7w6SM85JyjhysPgyYMhCmFxlCS7SBXMVbGrUtM0uW8hVUu8A2fXEjT4Q5V7ioTA116Zs7lBhE8z_9qB0ofgedizRhCsz9V6SIwCKgLoCUPgDEZlcX3mdBFFX9zAY-Vv9Q/s1600/hanged+man.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBcFfz_0RRp-7w6SM85JyjhysPgyYMhCmFxlCS7SBXMVbGrUtM0uW8hVUu8A2fXEjT4Q5V7ioTA116Zs7lBhE8z_9qB0ofgedizRhCsz9V6SIwCKgLoCUPgDEZlcX3mdBFFX9zAY-Vv9Q/s200/hanged+man.jpg" width="116" /></a></div>Author Gresham, a tormented man in search of peace of mind, had, by the time he was writing Nightmare Alley, already dabbled in Marxism and psychoanalysis and was now studying the Tarot (each chapter of the book is named for a Major Arcana card). He would go on to delve into and abandon Christianity, Zen Buddhism and Alcoholics Anonymous. None of these pursuits would alleviate his struggle with personal demons. The expanse of Gresham's own sense of desperation was revealed in his all-too-real depiction of human despair in Nightmare Alley; later in life he would claim in a letter, "Stan is the author." Nightmare Alley was a success and the film rights were quickly snapped up by Tyrone Power, who'd read the book and saw in Stan Carlisle the role of a lifetime. He pressed his boss, 20th Century Fox head Darryl F. Zanuck, to produce the adaptation and allow him to star. The film Power badgered Zanuck to make would be directed by <a href="http://www.silentsaregolden.com/articles/edmundgouldingarticle.html">Edmund </a><a href="http://www.silentsaregolden.com/articles/edmundgouldingarticle.html">Goulding</a> and co-star Joan Blondell, <a href="http://www.briansdriveintheater.com/helenwalker.html">Helen Wal</a><a href="http://www.briansdriveintheater.com/helenwalker.html">ker </a>and Coleen Gray. It was released in 1947. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0sYVyT6WueaxQ4xHVr9cdzcosND5cnXhclP6RPZszyDOoZ9Iw-OwpAIPfUyE6YzwpgmqhX-VNiBIL91d7ODEFtkLkIXi39QAM1kGidQ8c2Fgs6Eb-dc1W86xntooCcZs8bV-srgE401U/s1600/ty+power+make+up+test_opt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0sYVyT6WueaxQ4xHVr9cdzcosND5cnXhclP6RPZszyDOoZ9Iw-OwpAIPfUyE6YzwpgmqhX-VNiBIL91d7ODEFtkLkIXi39QAM1kGidQ8c2Fgs6Eb-dc1W86xntooCcZs8bV-srgE401U/s320/ty+power+make+up+test_opt.jpg" width="270" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Tyrone Power makeup test for Nightmare Alley</td></tr></tbody></table> If William Lindsay Gresham was a troubled misfit, Tyrone Power would seem his very opposite. Born into a legendary theatrical family and graced with good looks, onscreen charisma and talent, Power was a movie star by age 22 - a decade or more younger than most leading men of the late '30s. But, as the years passed, Power became frustrated with the too-often shallow roles Fox offered him and had begun to have misgivings about his career. He told a girlfriend, "Someday I'll show the @!&%!*s who say I was a success just because of my pretty face..." and famously commented on charismatic appeal, "The secret of charm is bullshit." By the time Nightmare Alley came along, Tyrone Power was ready to play Stan Carlisle. <table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyQwpD5-X2_cgE5ZAp9bYaGzTA9S7CeqEepWuNLKE7RMxKU_ZHFSUu3fQU0VNBBwNLRDKAGzyy9okpf-bZ6wimWhbSTdvkxKKPYRQ0-kY2L5T1-Qhu7q4GiqzNJT6TPBgZ-4Eu3mA_574/s1600/helen+walker_opt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyQwpD5-X2_cgE5ZAp9bYaGzTA9S7CeqEepWuNLKE7RMxKU_ZHFSUu3fQU0VNBBwNLRDKAGzyy9okpf-bZ6wimWhbSTdvkxKKPYRQ0-kY2L5T1-Qhu7q4GiqzNJT6TPBgZ-4Eu3mA_574/s200/helen+walker_opt.jpg" width="183" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Helen Walker as Dr. Lilith Ritter</td></tr></tbody></table>A 1947 film adaptation of Nightmare Alley could never have been entirely faithful to the novel - the book was just too raw, sexual and disturbing. So the story was streamlined and cleaned up. Noir veteran <a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0299154/">Jules Furthman</a>'s screenplay could only imply or allude to what was far more perverse and explicit in the novel. Furthman did manage to incorporate a good dose of Gresham's rich and authentic huckster jargon into the script and Goulding evokes, as much as he was allowed, the novel's underlying savagery. An A-budget noir, Nightmare Alley's ink-black look came courtesy of <a href="http://www.cinematographers.nl/GreatDoPh/garmes.htm">Lee Garmes</a>, one of the developers of "Rembrandt lighting," with art direction by <a href="http://eves-reel-life.blogspot.com/2011/07/lyle-wheeler-setting-scene.html">Lyle Wheeler</a>, effects by Fred Sersen and makeup by Ben Nye. Joan Blondell is a natural cast as blowzy, pillowy Zeena, the mentalist, and Helen Walker as Dr. Lilith Ritter is razor-blade deadly. But it is Tyrone Power's portrayal of Stan Carlisle that is the eye-opener. Power's Stan evolves from opportunistic naif to oily hustler, slick headliner, relentless schemer, jumpy man-on-the-run and, finally, vulnerable rum-dum. The transformation is shattering. It's no secret that Darryl Zanuck disliked Nightmare Alley. Power was his box office bonanza of a leading man and Zanuck hadn't wanted to risk casting him in so dark a film. But was it a risk? The post-war era brought stars like Joan Crawford (Mildred Pierce), Ray Milland (The Lost Weekend), Lana Turner (The Postman Always Rings Twice), Ronald Coleman (A Double Life) and others new success - and sometimes an Oscar - for less than sympathetic character portrayals in downbeat films. On release, Nightmare Alley received mixed reviews (a New York Times reviewer complained, "this film traverses distasteful dramatic ground") but Power's performance was widely acclaimed. That was not enough to reassure an already nervous studio and the film's run in theaters was brief. It was a commercial failure. <div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/GNOx4U49Rj4" width="420"></iframe></div><div style="text-align: center;"> Pete (Ian Keith) reads Stan (Tyrone Power)</div> Zanuck's reluctance to back Nightmare Alley is often blamed for its failure. But his caution makes sense given the times and his understanding of Tyrone Power's place in movie goers' hearts. Audiences could handle the handsome star as a skirt-chasing carnival Lothario sporting a cocky attitude and a tight tee-shirt. But once Stan's seamy nature begins to creep to the surface - a wad of chewing gum always in his cheek, a cigarette behind his ear, a spiel ever on his lips - the audience might start to get jittery. When he slips a bottle of hooch to Pete (Ian Keith), a carny alcoholic who is an obstacle to his dreams, there's no denying Stan's ruthlessness. It becomes clear soon enough that Stan is a nastier more cynical sort than Dion O'Leary, a romanticized Jesse James or Clive Briggs. By film's end, when an unhinged Stan runs through the midway, wild-eyed and vacant, swinging a club at anyone who comes near, Power's multitude of fans might well have stared in disbelief. How could Tyrone Power (Zorro, that Yank who joined the RAF, Jamie Waring!?!) possibly be the pathetic, disfigured wretch on the screen? They may not have realized or cared that they had just witnessed the performance of his career. Darryl Zanuck must have breathed a deep sigh of relief when Captain from Castile, a Technicolor swashbuckler Power finished just before Nightmare Alley, was released a few months later to blockbuster business. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim5OYkMOWLbkP_X4FBhQ3Y_lX3x8ac3HRu6wxm6RJlKDu4s2dioPJWJVZ92VOyp80DBatF9jNLwDmtJVUMdRz6QnCOnE5oLn2QQjN-xLQrvbYeSkeK1x05OqHhPXwg8HvRBsIeJZF53z0/s1600/Ty+as+Stan+climax_opt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim5OYkMOWLbkP_X4FBhQ3Y_lX3x8ac3HRu6wxm6RJlKDu4s2dioPJWJVZ92VOyp80DBatF9jNLwDmtJVUMdRz6QnCOnE5oLn2QQjN-xLQrvbYeSkeK1x05OqHhPXwg8HvRBsIeJZF53z0/s320/Ty+as+Stan+climax_opt.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Tyrone Power as Stan Carlisle</td></tr></tbody></table>The publication and reception of Nightmare Alley was the one great success of William Lindsay Gresham's career. His second and final novel was a commercial flop. He went back to writing for pulp magazines and published only three more books, all non-fiction. With his health failing and low on cash, Gresham took his own life in a cheap New York hotel in September 1962. He is best remembered by some as a footnote in the life of C.S. Lewis; Gresham's second wife, Joy Davidman, married Lewis after her split from Gresham. Shadowlands, a TV movie, play and film, was based on the Lewis/Davidman relationship.  Others place Gresham in the pantheon of writers like Nathaniel West, James M. Cain and Jim Thompson. Nightmare Alley's reputation has grown steadily through the years and in 2010 New York Review Books published a new, uncensored edition. This publication boasts an introduction by Nick Tosches, who is at work on a Gresham biography. The NYRB edition of Nightmare Alley was hailed by critics; reviews were filled with glowing adjectives - and one constant noun: masterpiece. <a href="http://eves-reel-life.blogspot.com/2012/08/remembering-tyrone-power.html">Tyrone Power</a> would never have another film role quite equal to Stan Carlisle, but his last onscreen performance, in Billy Wilder's Witness for the Prosecution (1957), was as a character not unlike Stan. Once more he received critical praise, something he'd nearly given up on ("They still don't take me seriously," he complained a year or so earlier). Power had spent the intervening years making movies of varying quality, working successfully in the theater, traveling the world - and going through a succession of women and a lot of money. His death at age 44 occurred in Spain where he was filming Solomon and Sheba. Perhaps fate thought it better to spare him that biblical swashbuckler. Of all the films he made, Nightmare Alley would remain Power's favorite, the one he screened at home for friends. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJsxtGCDBz0627bqw6X5FWIQ6m3d01vl6JqXnTJO1mBtFifS1dFpevn-WiS01-QDHIusNjHPA8cNGWx4TslR2R58F5hgwhWqHBTWGYhS6gv040mU7IylaVgW3txB-8KNyMx4cr_sari3M/s1600/nightmare_alley+dvd_opt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJsxtGCDBz0627bqw6X5FWIQ6m3d01vl6JqXnTJO1mBtFifS1dFpevn-WiS01-QDHIusNjHPA8cNGWx4TslR2R58F5hgwhWqHBTWGYhS6gv040mU7IylaVgW3txB-8KNyMx4cr_sari3M/s320/nightmare_alley+dvd_opt.jpg" width="320" /></a></div> Nightmare Alley developed a cult following that continued to grow over the decades. Because of legal wrangling between the estate of its producer, George Jessel, and 20th Century Fox, it was kept out of the home video market for years. Finally released on DVD in 2005, the film was greeted with a new wave of enthusiasm from critics, film buffs and film noir fans. Once overlooked and undervalued, Nightmare Alley is now considered a noir classic, one of the bleakest films in a bleak genre, singular for its carny setting and absence of thugs-with-guns and outright murder. This piece is my contribution to the Classic Movie Blog Association's Fabulous Films of the 1940s Blogathon. <a href="http://clamba.blogspot.com/2013/01/fabulous-films-of-1940s-blogathon.html">Click here</a> for links to all participating blogs. Notes: Nightmare Alley by William Lindsay Gresham, Introduction by Nick Tosches, New York Review Books (2010) Noir Fiction: Dark Highways by Paul Duncan, Oldcastle Books (2000) Dark City: The Lost World of Film Noir by Eddie Muller, St. Martin's Press (1998) All Those Tomorrows by Mai Zetterling, Grove Press (1985) The Films of Tyrone Power by Dennis Belafonte with Alvin H. Marill, Citadel Press (1979) <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd_Epulw8FrW3N7eSBVBWF8m_IsH8A0JD77ePqSRi5_OjO0qXIGQqWsr0ZEhW1h1fb8ETmyfgM7eU2OrJcKpjoxkHQKgEdf19HyybcNGiMImx9SBoEFaCm5L5oC0BBTdZv_TFmWxVxPs8/s1600/1940s+Blogathon.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd_Epulw8FrW3N7eSBVBWF8m_IsH8A0JD77ePqSRi5_OjO0qXIGQqWsr0ZEhW1h1fb8ETmyfgM7eU2OrJcKpjoxkHQKgEdf19HyybcNGiMImx9SBoEFaCm5L5oC0BBTdZv_TFmWxVxPs8/s1600/1940s+Blogathon.jpg" /></a></div>

Woodcut print by Guy Budziak Coney Island's first so-called "freak show" opened in 1880, but the heyday of its sideshow attrac...

Book to Movie: In a Lonely Place

7:30 AM Tukiyooo 0

<div class="MsoNormal"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrDJrymFIQxctjdVRb8Run2v1LNZZN3LOTB3Yop1qvR8xAioLu1PNCNkmZvKbmSUDwv5NNLZUw13CNuwsSsqL1VRH5Z9jXN_3VqqD4_4OgEyK7sPJM-XLyqhPNRbbVUzZQh0OJrljggRSp/s1600/in+a+lonely+place+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrDJrymFIQxctjdVRb8Run2v1LNZZN3LOTB3Yop1qvR8xAioLu1PNCNkmZvKbmSUDwv5NNLZUw13CNuwsSsqL1VRH5Z9jXN_3VqqD4_4OgEyK7sPJM-XLyqhPNRbbVUzZQh0OJrljggRSp/s1600/in+a+lonely+place+3.jpg" /></a></div> <div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">A few weeks ago I took another look at Nicholas Ray’s haunting film noir, In a Lonely Place (1950). As I watched, it slowly began to rankle that the central character, Dix Steele (Humphrey Bogart), a Hollywood screenwriter with an explosive temper, is consistently touted as a great guy by most who know him. Even the ex-girlfriend whose nose he once broke remains a friend (she never pressed charges), and it's well known that he's had scrapes with the law more than once for his loutish dust-ups. His friends remain staunch even after he is named prime suspect in the killing of a young hat-check girl who was last seen with him. <a name='more'></a></div></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Dix's harsh treatment of his new girlfriend, Laurel Gray (Gloria Grahame), is mostly excused because, as a murder suspect, he's under great stress. For example, there's the night...</div><div class="MsoNormal"> </div><div style="text-align: left;"></div><div style="text-align: left;"></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic2XsAXY_-CmiwDxhRYtmIOOL1rvtjfN9aR6A2-CW8DgvTL68qu1vF8hsI-rei4E6FEyJIzCrfascTAB2twqjnWwyxeOVKD-wEB2vIQPvVCfig51gdmkgicACeu2UvFHkUIzU9No3BTjcV/s1600/in+a+lonely+place+beach+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="301" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic2XsAXY_-CmiwDxhRYtmIOOL1rvtjfN9aR6A2-CW8DgvTL68qu1vF8hsI-rei4E6FEyJIzCrfascTAB2twqjnWwyxeOVKD-wEB2vIQPvVCfig51gdmkgicACeu2UvFHkUIzU9No3BTjcV/s400/in+a+lonely+place+beach+2.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lovejoy, Donnell, Bogart, Grahame - this party is about to break up... </td></tr></tbody></table><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Steele becomes pointlessly enraged with Laurel at a cookout and gets behind the wheel of his car, taking her on a hair-raising ride. His recklessness causes an accident and when the other driver confronts him, Dix’s temper blows and he begins viciously beating the man. Even after Laurel intercedes (saving the other man’s life?), Dix seems to feel justified in his violent attack because the other driver called him names.</div></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Dix refers to his own “artistic” temperament and, according to one supporting character, “…he’s a writer, people like that have a right to be temperamental.” A long-time associate comments, “…he has a right to explode sometimes, it’s as much a part of him as his eyes…” His former Army buddy (Frank Lovejoy) observes, “he’s an exciting guy” with “a superior mind.”  This is a man who challenges a stranger to a fist fight within the first five minutes of the film and punches out another man minutes later. </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Because I had questions about a plot point that seemed incongruous, I became curious about the changes that may have occurred as the story made its way from page to screen and decided to read the novel on which In a Lonely Place was based.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I was in for a few surprises.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBRAF1BdPWvBwuSXu4VJ-qGUaPZYCn2xWN_RboW0359ZcdUVEK75ja0Di2CxMc9C22-Y7MS1FwMUe_hECHDOtStDS0EUWLBiI3jgBHw44ZPTiRX6tKgPokJFpng4wBpZnlhrzJ9PevF6Gn/s1600/in+a+lonely+place+book.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBRAF1BdPWvBwuSXu4VJ-qGUaPZYCn2xWN_RboW0359ZcdUVEK75ja0Di2CxMc9C22-Y7MS1FwMUe_hECHDOtStDS0EUWLBiI3jgBHw44ZPTiRX6tKgPokJFpng4wBpZnlhrzJ9PevF6Gn/s320/in+a+lonely+place+book.jpg" width="222" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">In a Lonely Place was first published in 1947, penned by prominent mystery/crime writer Dorothy B. Hughes. It was her eleventh novel and two of her previous books had already been made into films – The Fallen Sparrow and Ride the Pink Horse. Interestingly, the author’s first published work was a book of poetry; she was also a literary critic.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">While many of the book's elements were retained, both  its plot and themes are significantly different from the film. </div><div class="MsoNormal"> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">The book:</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Dix Steele, not long back from WWII, is staying in Los Angeles in the swank but borrowed garden court apartment of an old Princeton chum. He contacts war buddy, Brub Nicolai, of the locally prominent Nicolai family, now married and a detective with the LAPD. Both men had dropped out of elite colleges to enlist in the war and flew together in Europe where they became close pals.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Dix has no profession, he’s been drifting since the war, but says he’s writing a mystery novel. He originally devised this story so the very wealthy uncle who raised him would subsidize him for a year or so while he wrote. Dix, unlike his uncle, has no interest in hard work but developed a taste for the good life at Princeton and as a high-living ace flyer during the war.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Brub, along with most of the LAPD, is focused on a sensational case involving the rape/strangulations of young women in West L.A. Brub is afraid for his own lovely blonde wife, Sylvia; the couple lives in Santa Monica near the beach.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Dix, who is handsome, charming and polished, is attractive to women and knows it. When he catches sight of one of his garden court neighbors, a knockout named Laurel Gray, he is dazzled and pursues her on the spot. Young but savvy, Laurel is a fledgling actress just out of a miserable marriage to a wealthy man. She and Dix soon become involved.</div><div class="MsoNormal"> </div><div class="MsoNormal"><table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDkToeFERw28kwZbluR_AgKbv1Z4THi3Dc-4gB9xyjCGmgJhyphenhyphenPT-Civ-mgbSNT_mH8O-NIMxe2D_3C_fsFVudNbEshVCqXxbyrbxGHLSnlX5RgF0ct0VTqcEi7wcUnVwEOUr2VaCXCjoZ4/s1600/In+a+Lonely+Place+set.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="242" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDkToeFERw28kwZbluR_AgKbv1Z4THi3Dc-4gB9xyjCGmgJhyphenhyphenPT-Civ-mgbSNT_mH8O-NIMxe2D_3C_fsFVudNbEshVCqXxbyrbxGHLSnlX5RgF0ct0VTqcEi7wcUnVwEOUr2VaCXCjoZ4/s320/In+a+Lonely+Place+set.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Grahame (then Mrs. Ray), Bogart and Ray on the set</td></tr></tbody></table><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">The movie:</div></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Dix Steele, a screenwriter who “hasn’t had a hit in ten years,” is known for his intransigence about the writing assignments he will accept - as well as his violent temper. He comes under police scrutiny when a young hat-check girl is murdered after a visit to his apartment. Dix’s old Army buddy, strictly middle-class Brub Nicolai (Frank Lovejoy), an LAPD detective, takes Dix in to the station for questioning the morning after the girl’s murder. </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Laurel Gray (Gloria Grahame), Dix’s new neighbor, steps in as a witness on his behalf, but Dix remains the #1 suspect. Laurel and Dix become romantically involved. Meanwhile, Dix’s peculiar behavior one evening at the Nicolai home disturbs Brub’s wife Sylvia (Jeff Donnell). Brub scoffs.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Dix has other friends, all Hollywood types, who attest that he’s a stand-up guy, albeit one with an erratic temper. Dix explodes several times in the course of the film and even those close to him (Brub, Sylvia, Laurel) become suspicious of his connection to the murder.  But Dix is innocent; the slain young woman’s boyfriend eventually confesses.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">The novel takes a less circuitous route in identifying the murderer, in this case a serial killer:</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Written as a third person narrative, the book presents the story entirely from the viewpoint of Dix Steele. And from its early pages, there is no doubt that Dix is a killer. By the end of the book, it develops that he has not only raped and strangled women in Los Angeles but also on the East Coast and in Europe...and that he has also killed a wealthy college pal and appropriated his home, his belongings and his charge accounts.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">These facts emerge slowly as the story unfolds and Dix, a stealthy character (though not nearly as clever as he thinks) but lacking an overtly nasty temperament, does not become a suspect until toward the end of the book. It is Brub’s wife, Sylvia, quiet and perceptive, who notices that something is awry in the man. Later, Laurel, who observes Dix’s inconsistencies and mood swings, comes to believe that Dix is the killer and confides her suspicions to Brub and Sylvia. Dix finally begins to unravel, certain from one moment to the next that either the police are closing in on him or that he’s outsmarted everyone again.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">As with the movie, the book does not depict murder, though Dix’s stalking of his victims is detailed. In a Lonely Place is a well-written and well-plotted page-turner. Hughes’ description of Dix through his internal dialogue is thoroughly absorbing. The writer provides no explanation for Dix’s deeper motives though, through his agitated thoughts, it comes out that he profoundly resented being raised by a wealthy but stingy uncle who insisted his nephew adopt his own intense work ethic. We know from his behavior that Dix has no desire to work but has a sense of entitlement. We discover that, at Princeton, Dix attached himself, as a toady, to a rich crowd so that he could pass as one of them. From Dix’s reactions to certain intrusive sounds it seems that though he enjoyed the excitement of flying in combat, something of the experience rattled him.  And finally, it develops that he continues to be a fixated on “Brucie,” the woman he loved during the war. </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">It’s fair to say that the story of a rapist/murderer told from the killer's point of view might not have appealed to filmmakers (not to mention censors) in 1950. And, though he was not an actor afraid of playing flawed characters, it’s doubtful Bogart, whose own company produced, was inclined to portray a serial killer/rapist at age 51. So, it's understandable that changes were made. But what of Dix’s onscreen character? Though he does offer jaded charm and dry wit, he is just barely sympathetic. Perhaps emphasis on the devotion of his friends was meant to cue audience acceptance. And perhaps the mores of mid-century America allowed the brutish acts of a man otherwise labeled 'good' to be tolerated.</div><div class="MsoNormal"> </div><div class="MsoNormal"><table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKSJ29nUiE4ubgZQwIMgkuoVFlMkfvzAtV8gioEutyKsqcIqpYMTOefX7MoFwQpRJX412XgOv0ElLfFLECD88_Ciway9Khrnk9sdqmOkgzEDfQkTq175Y6HwkyYzIQhQahjpKfz68WekwR/s1600/in+a+lonely+place+madman.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKSJ29nUiE4ubgZQwIMgkuoVFlMkfvzAtV8gioEutyKsqcIqpYMTOefX7MoFwQpRJX412XgOv0ElLfFLECD88_Ciway9Khrnk9sdqmOkgzEDfQkTq175Y6HwkyYzIQhQahjpKfz68WekwR/s320/in+a+lonely+place+madman.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I was born when she kissed me, I died when she left me...</td></tr></tbody></table><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">By the last act of Nick Ray’s film, Laurel has become convinced of Dix’s guilt and is terrified of him. As the murder investigation wears on, Dix has grown more unpredictable and paranoid; when he discovers that Laurel has plans to slip away, he snaps. He very nearly does kill her - she is virtually saved by the bell, a ringing telephone that brings news of Dix's exoneration. The relationship has, of course, just been demolished. It's worth noting that Laurel's lament that had the call come a day earlier it would've "meant the world" to the two of them, implies that their romance would've survived had Dix kept his abusive antics just short of attempted murder...</div></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> </div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">The back story on In a Lonely Place is that the film was originally going to end with Dix, not yet a killer, actually murdering Laurel in that scene. However, Ray, who was involved with the script (along with Andrew Solt), wasn't satisfied with this ending and changed it.</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> </div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Today Nicholas Ray's rendering of In a Lonely Place stands as classic noir, noteworthy for its intimations on Hollywood during the blacklist era. The performances of Bogart and Grahame are regarded as among their finest. Meanwhile, the reputation of Dorothy B. Hughes was revived early in the 21st century with the reissue of some of her best work. She has been compared to the icons of mystery/crime fiction and one contemporary writer of the genre has claimed that Hughes "puts Chandler to shame."     </div><div style="text-align: center;">  </div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/gWi9bvGX49g" width="420"></iframe></div>