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Thursday, June 25, 2020

THE WORLD, THE FLESH AND THE DEVIL

Harry Belafonte
THE WORLD, THE FLESH AND THE DEVIL (1959). Director: Ranald MacDougall.

Ralph Burton (Harry Belafonte of Odds Against Tomorrow) is an engineer working underground when he is trapped for several days. When no one comes to rescue him he manages to make his way to the surface, and discovers that everyone has vanished. Newspapers report that millions fled the cities because of a radioactive dust that flooded the world after an apparent nuclear holocaust. Ralph makes his way to a deserted Manhattan where he moves into a luxurious apartment building, turns on a generator so he can have electricity, and sends out radio messages in the hopes of finding someone else alive. Then he meets Sarah (Inger Stevens), who was in a decompression chamber. As the two grow closer she claims that the difference in their races doesn't matter to her, but Ralph isn't sure he can believe her. Then new arrival, Benson (Mel Ferrer of Born to Be Bad), comes to town, and a melodramatic triangle situation develops.

Inger Stevens and Mel Ferrer
As contemporary critics noted, the first third of World, with Ralph discovering (more or less) what has happened and exploring his vacant surroundings, is the best part of the movie and suggests that something powerful might be in the offing. But unfortunately, the movie begins to fall apart with the arrival of Sarah, and pretty much collapses altogether with the introduction of Benson. Benson claims he has no problem with "negroes," but he's just a civilized racist, and his actions are ludicrous, occurring only because the filmmakers needed some suspect "drama." Although Belafonte -- who is top-billed -- and Stevens give good performances, neither they, Ferrer, or the film itself ever quite gets across the depth of their emotions as it pertains to this apocalyptic scenario -- there are times it's hard to believe this story is happening post WW3. Ferrer's performance is unbelievably poor and perfunctory -- when he talks about his missing wife and child he might as well be discussing a trip to the supermarket!

Abandoned cars on bridge -- where did all the people go?
Because World turns into a schlocky B Movie when it could have been so much more, the bored audience has time to ponder a variety of things that the script never addresses. How come there is not a single corpse anywhere? Did anyone besides Benson make it out of the cities? Why no mention whatsoever of radiation sickness?  What about people in nursing homes and hospitals? And so on. Why introduce a potential end-of-the-world scenario and then virtually ignore it completely? Even a Grade Z item wouldn't make that mistake, and this is an expensive MGM CinemaScope production (albeit in black and white).

Menage a trois? Belafonte, Ferrer, Stevens
There are some good things about the movie, however. Belafonte's character is a positive and sympathetic African-American, the hero -- not just the protagonist -- of a film made late in the fifties, which alone makes it of note. Harold J. Marzorati's cinematography is striking. Miklos Rozsa wrote the score for the film but there isn't enough of it. The title of the film is completely appropriate if pretentious. This being the fifties, Belafonte and Stevens aren't allowed to touch, let alone sleep together, and while the two should have kicked Ferrer out of New York altogether, in that time period the film couldn't end with an interracial couple going off together. However, the finale, which is meant to show hope for racial unity, instead unintentionally suggests something even more controversial: a menage-a-trois!

On the Beach was released the same year, and Five, which also included racial tensions in its storyline, came out eight years earlier. Ranald MacDougall also wrote and directed Queen Bee with Joan Crawford.

Verdict: A major missed opportunity but not without points of interest. **1/2. 

4 comments:

Neil A Russell said...

I hate to say it but I've never been able to pay attention to this film enough to really make something out of it. I think you hit it on the head by saying the early part with Belafonte wandering around taking in the deserted city is the most intriguing part.
Even the attraction of Inger Stevens doesn't help for me and that's saying something.

Honestly, I prefer Roger Corman's "Last Woman On Earth" over this, and that's really a shame too!

Hope you're well and safe there in NY Bill
Regards, Neil

William said...

Thanks, Neil, I'm trying to stay well and safe as the city opens up and the crime rate goes up, too. What can you do? Hope you and yours are well, too.

I know what you mean about "Last Woman." I have to tell you, it's hard to stick with the second half of "World, Flesh and Devil." It got to the point where I hoped some giant bugs or atomic lizards or something would show up even though I knew that wasn't going to happen! It just never really develops into anything.

Inger Stevens was a lovely actress who died at only 35. What a waste! Apparently she had many unhappy love affairs, with Bing Crosby -- who married someone else -- and her co-star Belafonte, among others.

angelman66 said...

Too bad, have always had this on my list as I love both Belafonte and Inger Stevens, and the post apocalypse genre is one of my favorites. But as you note, nothing can come close to the elegantly paced and absorbing On the Beach by Stanley Kramer. That is one I need to write about!
- Chris

William said...

And I'd love to read your essay about it. I have not seen "On the Beach" in decades. Still you may like "World, Flesh, Devil" better than I did.