Movie Details
| Title: | His Kind of Woman | |
| Director: | John Farrow | |
| Year: | 1951 | |
| Genre: | Noir | |
| Times Seen: | 1 | |
| Last Seen: | 11.10.07 |
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| Date Viewed | Venue | Note |
| 11.10.07 | DVR | This Screening is part of event: DVRfest 2007 Robert Mitchum agrees to go down to Baja and get paid for doing nothing until he finds out it's all a plot for a deported mob boss to steal his identity and get back into the states, stranding Mitchum on a permanent Vacation. Jane Russell's the girl, Raymond Burr's the mob boss, Charles McGraw's the thug, and my favorite part of the movie: Vincent Price is an Errol Flynn-esque actor/cad on vacation. I wish there was more narration. There was only like three and a half lines but McGraw delivers them perfectly, like a narrator who really can't be bothered to tell the story he's telling. I also wish there was more newscaster voice-over. In the very beginning you hear a tidbit that I quite like, something about a senator claiming to be quote "misquoted" unquote. heh heh heh. So... yeah, toward the end Vincent Price goes nuts and starts killing people. The movie's probably not like how it sounds when I type that... he goes nuts in a comedic way spouting actor-y Shakespeare lines while discovering vitality in being a man, but I chose to see it as somewhat more sinister. He just cracks and finds out that he enjoys killing. It's awesome. He also says stuff like "this is man's work, women are for weeping!" Unfortunately, the movie's not nearly perfect. Mitchum is ineffectual as ever and I spent more time wondering how Russell got into her dresses than paying attention to whatever she was saying... something about being a millionaire but not really. The movie's also about 40 minutes too long and killed my energy. By the end I was dozing a bit and kind of glad because it seemed like the fight on the boat went on forever alternating between genuine shoot-out scenes and light comedy like Price's rowboat sinking with him standing at the helm like George Washington crossing the Potomac. I'm 90% sure I wouldn't be into that mixture of tones if this was the only movie I was seeing tonight but... whatever. I just rested my eyes for a few minutes and let it pass. And now I finish this year's DVRfest with a double feature from Monogram pictures. Both are pretty short and both sound completely bizarre and un-missable. Check back later to see what they are. |
