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| Thomas Tryon and Carol Ohmart |
"If I were dead, you don't take me to the morgue."
E. V. "Marsh" Marshall (Thomas Tryon) works for real estate developer Ralph Nevins (James Gregory) and is having an affair with Nevins' sexy wife, Pauline (Carol Ohmart). The lovers overhear a plot to rob a mansion while the owners are out of town, and Pauline cooks up a scheme to steal the booty from the robbers so she and Marsh can run away together. After an initial wariness, Marsh consents to the plan, but there are all sorts of complications and developments the night this double-cross is to take place, and someone winds up dying ... The Scarlet Hour is by no means on the level of such superior Curtiz films as, say, Mildred Pierce, but it is a snappy and absorbing crime drama whose interesting twists and turns keep you watching even as you wish there was some more character development and a better script.
This was the first movie for both Tryon and Ohmart, who were "introduced" in this picture, and they deliver, especially Ohmart. Ohmart [Caxambu!] was quite talented and distinctive with her sexy, breathy voice but she never quite ascended from B movie cult status. Tryon {The Unholy Wife] later became a very successful author [Crowned Heads]. Gregory is fine as the husband, and there's good work from Elaine Stritch [Monster-in-Law] as Pauline's pal, Phyllis; Jody Lawrence as Kathy, Nevins' secretary, who has a crush on Marsh; and especially David Lewis as the owner of the robbed mansion, who turns out to be one of the most interesting characters in the movie. A sequence involving some incriminating evidence on an audio tape could have been handled with much more suspense. A strangely amusing scene has Marsh encountering a cop played by E. G.Marshall, and telling the cop "I am E. V. Marshall." Nat King Cole sings "Never Let Me Go" in a nightclub sequence. This cries out for a much better score than the one offered by Leith Stevens. Marsh's sanctimonious tone towards Pauline is hypocritical to say the least, but movies like this tend to let the man off the hook and put most of the blame on the woman.
Verdict: "A" director Curtiz helms a "B" movie but it mostly works. ***.
3 comments:
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I forgot that Curtiz kept working after those glory days at Warner Brothers...Mildred and Casablanca are my favorites but he also directed musicals with Doris Day. I need to see this one because I am a big fan of Tryon as an author and as a legend of gay history...he almost got John Gavin’s role in Psycho, btw, but is even more wooden as an actor than handsome John!
- Chris
OST, thanks for the compliments on the blog and I hope you enjoy and comment on future posts!
Chris, It would have been interesting to see Tryon in "Psycho" -- you're right that the two actors are alike in many ways. Tryon manages to summon up some emotion in this one and one of these days I'll get around to looking at the very long "Cardinal," his big starring part.
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