Notorious (1946)

There have been several movies directed by Alfred Hitchcock in which a man has a mother, which is usually a bad sign.  Most notable among them is the movie Psycho (1960), of course.  Preceding that movie was Strangers on a Train (1951), in which Robert Walker, who is a psychopath, is unduly attached to his mother while hating his father.  In Frenzy (1972), as soon as we find out that Barry Foster loves his mother, we are right to suspect him of being the necktie strangler.  In The Birds (1963), Rod Taylor has a strange relationship with his mother.  For four years, he has spent every weekend with her, during which time he has had no girlfriend because he didn’t want to upset her.

In all these cases, the man is a bachelor.  If a man is married or has previously been married, then there is nothing to worry about.  In The Wrong Man (1956), Henry Fonda has a mother, but he is married to Vera Miles, so that makes it all right.  In North by Northwest (1959), Cary Grant has been married and divorced twice, so we know he is normal, and his mother is just amusing.

I thought that the Hitchcock movies mentioned above were all the ones in which a bachelor has a mother. But the other night, I decided to watch Notorious (1946).  I had completely forgotten about the mother angle in this movie, probably because I find the movie so disturbing in other respects that I overlooked it.

A few film critics have compared Notorious to Gilda, also made in 1946.  In that movie, the title character, played by Rita Hayworth, is married to an older man, Ballin Mundson (George Macready), a Nazi living in South America. Johnny Farrell (Glenn Ford) and Gilda used to be lovers, but that love on his part has turned into hate.  To vent his hatred on her, he sees to it that she remains trapped in her marriage to Ballin.  And then, at the end of the movie, after Ballin is killed, Johnny and Gilda are now together and will live happily ever after.  At least, that is what we are expected to believe, which is asking a lot.

A similar love/hate triangle exists in Notorious.  Cary Grant plays Devlin, an American secret agent whose job it is to enlist Alicia Huberman (Ingrid Bergman) to infiltrate some Nazis in South America shortly after the end of World War II.  The fact that she is the daughter of a Nazi spy, who has just been convicted of treason, will presumably make it possible for her to gain their confidence.  The intelligence agency Devlin works for has had her bungalow wired for three months, and from the arguments they have heard her having with her father, they know that she is patriotic.

However, Alicia is also known to be a woman of loose morals, who enjoys drinking and screwing, hence the title of this movie.  Being hardboiled, she sneers at love.  When Devlin asks her why she likes a particular song, she says, “Because it’s a lot of hooey.  There’s nothing like a love song to give you a good laugh.”

Because of her promiscuity, one of the men Devlin works with had misgivings for a while, saying, “She had me worried for some time, a woman of that sort….  I don’t think any of us have any illusions about her character….”  On the other hand, it turns out that a woman of that sort is just what they need.

Devlin falls in love with Alicia before finding out exactly what her assignment is.  That assignment turns to be the seduction of Alexander Sebastian (Claude Rains), who is one of the Nazis, and who used to be very much enamored of her. When Alicia does not adamantly refuse to prostitute herself in that manner, Devlin hates her for being willing to go along with it, and he starts being mean to her.  I said I found this movie disturbing, and this is the reason, the way Devlin is so mean to Alicia throughout most of the movie.  It is for the same reason that I find it difficult to watch Gilda, given the way Johnny is mean to Gilda.

Of course, we have to wonder, what did Devlin think Alicia would be asked to do if not use sex to get information about what the Nazis are up to?  After all, is he not supposed to be the honeypot that will lure her into this scheme?  In other words, the normal procedure, one would think, would be to invite Alicia into an office at the intelligence agency to see if they can get her to help them by appealing to her patriotism.  We might imagine Devlin’s superior, Paul Prescott (Louis Calhern), explaining the situation to her.  Besides, she doesn’t seem to have a job, so maybe she needs a paycheck.

Instead, Prescott gets Devlin, presumably the sexiest secret agent they have, to wangle his way into one of her parties, where he can seduce her into doing his bidding.  And then, just because he ends up falling in love with her while enticing her with his charm, he ends up hating her for not living up to his high moral standards.

It turns out that Devlin did not know that Sebastian already had a thing for Alicia a long time ago, but that merely raises the question, why didn’t Prescott let Devlin know that when he was assigned to the case?  There is no good answer to that question regarding the movie’s internal logic.  Instead, the answer is one of external logic.  The movie needs to make excuses for Devlin by keeping him in the dark, otherwise he would have no reason for being upset when Alicia goes along with a plan that he knew about all along.

Anyway, she succeeds in making Sebastian fall in love with her, and soon they are married.  At the end of that movie, when it is clear that Sebastian’s Nazi friends will kill him for being foolish enough to marry a secret agent, Devlin and Alicia will be able to live happily ever after, especially since, as in the movie Gilda, there will be no need for a messy divorce.  But as with Gilda, we feel put upon when asked to accept such an ending.  Whether we are talking about Johnny in Gilda or Devlin in Notorious, these men have shown Gilda and Alicia respectively how cruel they can be.  Such cruelty would be bound to manifest itself again in the future, for people do not change that much.  These women would be foolish to marry them.

There is, however, one big difference between these two movies. In Gilda, Ballin does not have a mother, whereas in Notorious, Sebastian does have a mother, played by Leopoldine Konstantin. Suppose that Sebastian, like Ballin, had not had a mother.  In one sense, the movie could have proceeded in pretty much the same way.  Sebastian’s mother is not essential to the plot, but she is essential to the characterizations.

Claude Rains was about 57 years old when he made this movie.  His character of Sebastian is that of a man who, on account of his mother, has been bachelor all his life.  His mother says she doesn’t like Alicia because she suspects that Alicia just wants to marry him for his money, but he knows the real reason. “All these carping questions are merely the expression of your own jealousy,” he says to her, “just as you’ve always been jealous of any woman I’ve ever shown any interest in.”  In other words, Sebastian is not merely a bachelor with a mother, which in a Hitchcock movie is bad enough, but she is the reason he is a bachelor as well, which makes it worse.  In fact, the only reason he got to know Alicia long enough to fall in love with her when he met her in Washington was that his mother was not with him at the time.

Claude Rains was 5 feet, 6 inches tall.  Ingrid Bergman was 5 feet, 9 inches tall. Now, in real life, some men marry women who are taller than they are without there being any psychological implications.  But this is a movie, and Hitchcock deliberately chose these actors for their parts. Because our mothers were taller than we were when we were children, the pairing of Alicia and Sebastian, with her being 3 inches taller than he is, naturally has a mother-son connotation. Not only does Sebastian have a mother in this movie, but his wife Alicia is like a second mother to him as well.

Although a bachelor with a mother in a Hitchcock movie indicates something bad, what that bad thing is varies from one movie to another.  Freud may have conditioned us to think of an Oedipus complex, but only in Psycho is there any hint of that, and that hint occurs only in the novel on which the movie was based, and even then, the novel only refers to rumors of incest and necrophilia. In none of the other movies are there any indications of an Oedipus complex. Far from having a sexual desire for his mother in Strangers on a Train, for example, Robert Walker’s character is thought by many critics to be a homosexual.

The character flaw of Sebastian in Notorious, other than the fact that he is a Nazi, is that he is weak, which is made clear by the way he is dominated by his mother.  While we are children, we depend on our mothers for protection. This is something we naturally grow out of, but Sebastian has not. When he realizes that Alicia is a secret agent who has learned that there are wine bottles filled with uranium in his wine cellar, he goes to his mother’s bedroom and wakes her up, telling her he needs her help, berating himself, saying, “I must have been insane, mad, behaved like an idiot to believe in her with her clinging kisses.”

“Stop wallowing in your foul memories,” comes his mother’s curt response, as she lights up a cigarette and prepares to take charge of the situation.  She decides they will poison Alicia, killing her before the other Nazis find out.  Of course, Devlin rescues her from their clutches in the nick of time.

In 1956, William H. Whyte, Jr. published The Organization Man, in which there is a chapter on personality tests.  His advice for any man wanting to rise in a corporation to upper management is to cheat when taking such a test.  To that end, he provides a list of mantras to instill in one’s own mind before taking a personality test, which will hopefully allow one to answer the questions in a way that will be conducive to one’s advancement to upper management.  For example, one such mantra is, “I like things pretty much the way they are.” Another is, “I don’t care for books or music much.”

First on his list of mantras, however, is this:  “I love my father and my mother, but my father a little bit more.”  The idea behind this is that a man who loves his father more than his mother is a healthy male, one capable of taking the reins of power in a corporation.  Of course, he must still love his mother to some degree, but to love your mother more than your father would be a bad sign, indicating that one is insecure and still feels the need for maternal protection.

Ultimately, just as in Gilda, there may have been a need to diminish the masculinity of the rival male in the triangle.  A lot of critics believe Ballin is a homosexual, making it easy for us to believe that Gilda’s sex with him was not all that good, not like the kind she will have with Johnny.  In a similar way, giving Sebastian a mother and making him shorter than Alicia was necessary to facilitate a happy ending for her and Devlin, if you are willing to call it that.  In so doing, Hitchcock made it easier for Devlin to accept the sexual relationship between Alicia and Sebastian.

Now, on the one hand, it probably bothered Devlin that a mama’s boy like Sebastian was the one who got to have sex with Alicia while Devlin himself, who was tall, handsome, and manly, was deprived of that privilege.  It just wasn’t fair!  But on the other hand, if Sebastian had not had a mother, and if, in addition, he had been played by an actor that was taller than Ingrid Bergman, Devlin might have worried that Alicia really enjoyed the sex she was having with Sebastian.  The image in his mind of that Sebastian bringing Alicia to orgasmic ecstasy would have been too much for a man like Devlin to forgive.

Marnie (1964)

In the opening scene of Marnie, we see a woman with long, black hair, carrying a suitcase, walking through a train station.  Though we cannot see her face, yet we just know, somehow, that she must be beautiful.

Then the scene jumps to the office of one Mr. Strutt, who runs a tax-consulting firm, Strutt & Co., in New York.  He is played by Martin Gabel, who is only a character actor because he is not handsome. Rather, he is just ordinary in appearance.  And so it is that we are not surprised that the beautiful woman has taken advantage of this homely man, having robbed him.

He is being interviewed by two police detectives, and as an indication of just how much Strutt is irritated by what has happened, he states the amount stolen from him to the dollar, which is $9,967. (Adjusted for inflation, that would be just over $99,000 in 2023 dollars.)  The detectives ask him if he can describe the woman, who went by the name Marion Holland.  He does so: “Five feet five.  A hundred and ten pounds. Size eight dress.  Blue eyes. Black, wavy hair.  Even features. Good teeth.”

As he so describes her, his secretary rolls her eyes.  She knows well the influence that women like that can have over men like Mr. Strutt.  Then the detectives start chuckling as well.  One of them continues, noting that Miss Holland had been working for Strutt for four months.  He asks about her references.  Strutt begins hedging, as if trying to remember.  His secretary, through half-closed eyelids, says, “Oh, Mr. Strutt, don’t you remember?  She didn’t have any references at all.”

No surprise there.  As Aristotle said, “Beauty is a greater recommendation than any letter of introduction.”

Once, while in a philosophy course I was taking, the professor quoted this line from Aristotle.  “Aristotle?” another student in the classroom interjected. “Didn’t they kill him?”

“No,” the professor replied, “that was Socrates.  And he was ugly.”

Anyway, about that time, a major client of Strutt shows up from Philadelphia, Mark Rutland, played by Sean Connery.  Connery had recently starred as the suave and sophisticated spy, James Bond, in Dr. No (1962) and From Russia with Love (1963), where his physical beauty made him irresistible to the women he met.

Strutt tells him that he was just robbed of almost $10,000.  “So I gathered,” Mark replies.  And then, showing no mercy, says, “By a pretty girl with no references.”

Strutt says he pointed her out to him the last time Mark was there, noting that Mark said at the time that Strutt was “improving the looks of the place.”

“Oh, that one,” Mark replies, “the brunette with the legs.”  Strutt comments, with irritation about how she acted so prim and proper, that she was always pulling her skirt down over her knees.

In the next scene, the brunette with the legs is entering a hotel room.  She puts everything that could be associated with Marion Holland into a gray suitcase, while putting a new wardrobe and the money she stole into a brown one.  It all reminded me of when another Marion, Marion Crane, switched outfits in a bedroom with a lot of stolen money lying on the bed in Psycho (1960).  And just as “Marion” in that movie was an anagram for “Normai,” similar to “Norma” and “Norman,” so here “Marion” is almost an anagram for “Marnie,” which is her real name, or rather, nickname, for her real name is Margaret Edgar.

She has several Social Security cards in her wallet with different names on them.  There would have been no difficulty about that when this movie was made.  Just previous to seeing this movie, I decided to get a Social Security card for myself.  I simply walked into the Social Security office and filled out a short form.  I had no identification, no driver’s license or birth certificate, for example, nor was the card itself supposed to be a form of identification once I had it.  Those were innocent times. Anyway, Marnie puts a Social Security card with her real name on it in the front section of the wallet.

She removes the black dye from her hair and becomes a blonde.  At the train station, she deposits the gray suitcase in a locker and then drops the key down the grate of a drain, taking only the brown suitcase with her.  She takes the train to Virginia, and then takes a hotel limousine to the Red Fox Inn, where she is known by her real name, and near Garrod’s, where she keeps her horse Forio stabled.

After riding her horse, she travels to Baltimore to visit her mother, which is apparently located on the waterfront, given the ship docked in the background.  As she gets out of the taxicab, we see little girls playing jump rope, singing a song that begins with, “Mother, Mother, I am ill.”  She knocks on a door, and a little girl opens it, a spoiled brat named Jessie, with whom Marnie does not get along, but whom her mother, Bernice (Louise Latham), babysits.

Marnie comes inside with some white chrysanthemums.  She turns to look at the vase and sees it is filled with red gladiolas.  Marnie has a strong, visceral reaction to those red flowers, insisting that they be removed and replaced with her white ones.  It is at this point that we know that this will be another Hitchcock movie with a Freudian theme.

Hitchcock’s most Freudian movie of all was Spellbound (1945).  Looking back, it is hard to believe how influential Freud was at that time, and still was to a certain extent when Marnie was made in 1964.  Even into the 1970s, you could walk into a bookstore and find over a dozen books by Freud. About fifteen years ago, just out of curiosity, I checked out the psychology section of a major bookstore.  There were no books by Freud on the shelf, just one little book about Freud, sitting there all by itself, looking a little sad. There were several books by Carl Jung, of course, but he appeals to a completely different set of readers.

One of the great things about Freud, as far as movies were concerned, is that repressed memories could be the basis of a mystery, something that happened in the past that is causing problems for someone in the present.  In Spellbound, there were two acts of repression for Gregory Peck, one in childhood, and one as an adult.  In Marnie, there is just one, as was usually the case.

While Marnie is at her mother’s, we get several clues to the Freudian mystery. In addition to the way the color red bothers her, we find out that both Marnie and her mother hate men.  “A decent woman,” Bernice says, “don’t have need for any man.”  There is a reluctance on the part of Bernice to show affection to Marnie, though she has no trouble doing so with Jessie.  Marnie asks her mother why she doesn’t love her, why she always moves away from her, avoiding physical contact, as if there was something wrong with her.  Marnie wonders if her mother believes that she gets her money by being a kept woman.  Then Marnie goes upstairs to take a nap, where she has a recurring dream, precipitated by the tapping of a window shade.  In her dream, her mother wants her to move, but Marnie doesn’t want to because it’s cold. Bernice wakes her up, just as in the dream.  She tells her supper is ready. Then Bernice slowly makes her way back down the stairs, descending with a limp and using a cane, on account of an accident she had a long time ago.

The next time we see Marnie, she has light brown hair.  Once again, she has a gray suitcase, the color of the suitcases she uses for a fake identity, so we figure she is about to embark on her next act of larceny. She spots an ad in the Philadelphia Inquirer for a payroll clerk.  It says references are needed, but she knows she has something better to offer than that.  By coincidence, the ad had been placed by Rutland & Co., a publishing company of which Mark is the owner.

At the office where she is to be interviewed by a Mr. Ward, he is just finishing up his interview with another woman for the same position.  That other woman appears to be in her late fifties and is referred to as Miss Blakely. When this movie was made, such women were called spinsters or old maids, and Miss Blakely matches the connotations.  Such a woman would not be given to foolishness but would be strictly business.  However, while she has the letters of recommendation, she has not the beauty.  In fact, she is quite unattractive.  So, we are not surprised that she doesn’t get the job.

Not that her appearance would have been a problem for Mr. Ward.  He is not like Strutt, for he thinks she would be perfect for the position.  However, Marnie, now going by the name of Mrs. Taylor, supposedly a widow, is sitting outside Ward’s office hoping to get that job, where she is spotted by Mark.  He seems to be trying to remember where he has seen her before, but he cannot quite place her, not even when she makes the characteristic gesture Strutt referred to of pulling her skirt down over her knees.

Mark is there to see Ward, who introduces him to Miss Blakely just as she is leaving.  Mark can barely conceal the feeling of revulsion he has at the thought of hiring a woman who looks like that.  He and Ward step into his office, where we gather that Mark says he wants “Mrs. Taylor” to be considered for the job. She is invited into Ward’s office.

While she is in the office, Mark realizes that she was the woman he saw at Strutt’s office.  He becomes amused as he listens to her explanation as to why she has almost no references.  And so, in addition to wanting her to get the position on account of her looks, his fascination with her criminal character further titillates him, leading him to overrule a bewildered Mr. Ward, who can’t believe Mark would want to hire a woman without the proper references when they could have had Miss Blakely.

After Marnie has settled into her new job, we again see indications of a repressed memory.  When a drop of red ink falls on her blouse, looking like a drop of blood, she panics and runs to the restroom to wash it off.  On another day, she agrees to work on Saturday to do some typing for Mark.  While in his office, a storm blows up.  The flashes of lightning alarm her, especially when the flashes turn red in her imagination.

We already figured that Mark didn’t really need any typing done, that he just wanted to get her alone for sexual purposes, and when she seems paralyzed by the storm, he takes advantage of the situation by kissing her.  One thing leads to another, and soon they are going to the racetrack together, after Mark finds out Marnie likes horses.  When she has a strong reaction to a jockey wearing a shirt with large red spots, Mark starts wondering, perhaps connecting it to the other ways in which she has been acting strange.

When the track closes, he brings her home to meet his father, who, unlike Mark, also likes horses and has several stabled on the grounds of his mansion.  Mark’s sister-in-law Lil (Diane Baker) is there as well. (Mark’s wife, Lil’s older sister, had died almost two years ago.)  She wants Mark for herself and thus regards Marnie as a rival.

Then Marnie makes her move, stealing the money out of the safe in Ward’s office, switching back to Margaret Edgar, and going back to Garrod’s to ride her horse Forio again.  But in the middle of her ride, Mark shows up.  She tries making up all sorts of stories, but eventually she finds out that he knew she was a thief all along.  He threatens to turn her over to the police, but since he has fallen in love with her, he offers her a way out.  She can marry him.

All right, we understood that Mark would prefer to have a beautiful woman like Marnie to be hired, rather than Miss Blakely, and we even understood why he might still be interested in her after realizing she had stolen the money from Strutt & Co.  But when he not only wants to marry her anyway, but also is willing to blackmail her into going along with it, we have to wonder about Mark too.

Marnie recalls that he is an amateur zoologist.  She thinks about Sophie, the jaguarundi he told her about that he trained to trust him, which for a jaguarundi, he says, is a lot.  She says, “You don’t love me.  I’m just something you’ve caught!  You think I’m some kind of animal you’ve trapped.”

“That’s right,” he says, “you are.  And I’ve caught something really wild this time, haven’t I?  I’ve tracked you and caught you, and by God, I’m gonna keep you.”

If we are sympathetic to what Mark is proposing, even regarding it as somewhat romantic, it is only on account of the fact that he is played by Sean Connery.  Suppose, however, that Mark had been played by Percy Helton.  In Wicked Woman (1953), for example, Helton is a pathetic character who lusts after Beverly Michaels.  She gets him to give her money, promising to go out with him, but when he subsequently pressures her for a date, she tells him she would never go out with him because he’s a “repulsive little runt.”  She is planning to run off with Richard Egan after he sells the bar he owns, cheating his wife out of her share of the money, but when Helton overhears their plan, he pressures Michaels into having sex with him.  That makes Helton not only pathetic, but despicable as well.  We would feel the same way were he to play the role of Mark Rutland, trying to force Marnie into marrying him.  It would give us the creeps, just as it gives us the creeps when we hear the story about how Alfred Hitchcock tried to coerce Tippi Hedren on the set of Marnie into having sex with him, threatening to ruin her career if she did not.

Mark and Marnie get married and go on a South Seas cruise for their honeymoon.  It is then that Mark finds out that Marnie cannot stand to have a man touch her. She had let him kiss her a few times, because she thought she could fake it, but when it comes to consummating the marriage, she cannot go through with it.  Mark becomes convinced that something happened to her when she was young, and he suggests that she see a psychiatrist, but she dismisses the idea, saying that when a man is rejected, he always says it’s the woman’s fault, that there must be something wrong with her mentally.

He promises not to touch her, and for the next few days, they seem to be getting along amicably. Little by little, however, Mark becomes angry that she still refuses to have sex with him.  So, one night he goes into the bedroom and tears Marnie’s nightgown off her, leaving her completely naked. He apologizes, but when she goes into a catatonic trance, Mark takes advantage of the situation and has sex with her. Though it is a clear case of marital rape, yet we forgive Mark for what he did because, well, it’s Sean Connery. Now, it was bad enough when, in Wicked Woman, Egan walked in just as Helton was kissing Michaels on the neck. But in Marnie, if it had been Percy Helton raping Tippi Hedren, people would have been getting out of their seats and leaving the theater.

The next morning, Marnie is gone.  Mark searches for her all over the ship, finally finding her face down in the swimming pool.  He pulls her out and resuscitates her, asking, “Why the hell didn’t you jump over the side?”

She replies, “The idea was to kill myself, not feed the damn fish.”

Of course, the real reason is that if she had jumped over the side, the movie would be over.  In any event, the honeymoon is over, and they return home. Mark brings Forio to her, and she looks at Mark with genuine affection for his having done so.

Meanwhile, Lil has been snooping and eavesdropping, finding out about Strutt and how Mark has secretly paid him off, and finding out that Marnie has a mother in Baltimore, a fact that she passes on to Mark. Mark in turn hires a private detective, from whom he gets the address of Marnie’s mother, and from whom he finds out something about a man being killed when Marnie was five years old.

One night, Marnie has that dream again, talking in her sleep.  Hearing her, Mark and Lil come into her bedroom and wake her.  After Lil leaves, Mark starts asking questions about that dream.  At first, she is cooperative, saying there are three taps, after which her mother wants her to move, but she doesn’t want to because it’s cold, and “they’ll hurt her.”  Mark asks who “they” are.  She says she doesn’t know, but there are noises.

When Mark asks about the noises, Marnie recovers from this weak moment and looks at him with a level gaze.  “You Freud, me Jane?” she asks.  When this movie was made, that snide remark was as much for the benefit of the audience as for Mark.  Although, as noted above, Freud was still being taken seriously at the time, audiences were becoming a little weary of Freudian themes in the movies.  A Freudian explanation for behavior could no longer be advanced with the same expectation of acceptance on the part of the audience that was possible when Spellbound was made.  It was necessary to have Marnie express some detachment from Freud, which would match a similar attitude on the part of the audience.

She is aware that Mark has been reading books on abnormal behavior and psychoanalysis.  Mark asks if she has read them, and she replies, “I don’t need to read that muck to know that women are stupid and feeble and that men are filthy pigs.”  Then she adds, “In case you didn’t recognize it, that was a rejection.”

Mark says he wants her to read them, saying, “Start with The Undiscovered Self.”  Why he would want her to read that, I don’t know.  Repressed memories from childhood are not the subject of that book.  I would have suggested Freud’s A General Introduction to Psychoanalysis, but neither that nor any of the other books Mark has been reading are by Freud.  Perhaps Mark’s recommendation of this book by Carl Jung is also for the benefit of the audience, another way of establishing some distance from Freud.

Marnie asks him why he won’t just leave her alone, and he says, “Because I think you’re sick, ol’ dear.”  She sits up and replies:

I’m sick?  Well, take a look at yourself, ol’ dear.  You’re so hot to play Mental Health Week, what about you?  Talk about dream worlds!  You’ve got a pathological fix on a woman who’s not only an admitted criminal, but who screams if you come near her. So, what about your dreams, Daddy dear?

When Mark persists in encouraging her to read those books, she throws down the gauntlet:

You’re really dying to play doctor, aren’t you?  OK, I’m a big movie fan.  I know the games.  Come on. Let’s play.  Shall I start with dreams, or should we free associate?  Oh, Doctor, I’ll bet you’re just dying to free associate.  All right, you give me a word, and I’ll give you an association.

Not only does this further express a cynical regard for Freudian analysis, but it does so by making reference to the movies as well, movies in which she had once been part of the audience herself, thus assuring us that she is not some ingénue who has never seen movies like Spellbound.

All this having been established, the movie can now proceed to go full Freud without further apology. Probably not expecting much, Mark takes her up on the offer, giving her words for her to associate. At first, she is playful about the whole thing.  But then her own associations begin to bother her. When Mark says, “Black,” she says, “White,” as we expect.  But then he says, “Red!” and she repeats “White!” again and again, desperately turning away.  He grabs her, and she holds on to him, pleading with him to help her. This is a critical turning point, an essential step toward freeing her from her psychosis.

However, there is the additional problem of freeing herself from any criminal charges.  Lil maliciously invites Strutt and his wife to a big party being thrown at the Rutland estate.  Strutt recognizes Marnie, and she wants to make a run for it, but Mark figures he can coerce Strutt into keeping his mouth shut, and perhaps he can make restitution to others she has robbed as well. Because Strutt may come back the next day, he wants Marnie to ride in the hunt that has been scheduled so she will be out of the house.

Ah, the hunt!  What fun it must be ride on a horse, fashionably attired, behind a pack of hounds pursuing a fox.  When the fox is trapped, everyone other than Marnie is having a great time watching the fox being torn apart by the fangs of those hounds.  Marnie looks around, bewildered by all the happy, laughing faces she sees.  If only she were a normal, healthy human being like them, then she could enjoy the spectacle too.  Given her mental problems, however, she becomes distressed.  And then she sees the red coat being worn by one of the participants.  She has to get away, riding off at full gallop.  Forio clears fences with no problem, but when Marnie sees a brick wall that is too high, she tries to bring him to a stop, but is unable to do so.  She is thrown to the ground, and Forio’s leg is broken.  She has to shoot him.  As she does so, we see that look in her eyes and that little-girl tone in her voice that tells us when she under the influence of her past.

Once again, she decides to make a run for it.  She steals the keys to the office, intending to rob the safe again.  But she finds she cannot touch the money. Mark shows up.  He tells her they are going to see her mother.  She is afraid he will tell her mother about her crimes, but he says it is her mother who will do the talking.  It is Marnie who does the talking, however, regressing to her past, when Bernice tries to hit Mark, and they start struggling.

It turns out that Bernice was a prostitute.  Having only one bed, she would make Marnie get out of bed and sleep on the couch when a sailor came calling.  One night, having been moved to the couch, Marnie starts crying on account of the storm.  The sailor, played by Bruce Dern, comes out to quiet her.  But when he starts kissing her, Marnie doesn’t like it, and neither does Bernice.  She and the sailor start struggling. She tries to hit him with a poker from the fireplace, but the sailor falls on her, breaking her leg.  She calls to Marnie to help her.  Marnie picks up the poker and hits the sailor with it, killing him, the blood covering his white sailor suit.

Bernice thought it was a blessing from God that Marnie didn’t remember anything, and she resolved to become a better person.  She told the police she killed the sailor in self-defense.  Marnie and Bernice become reconciled.  As Mark and Marnie leave, she says she wants to stay with him.

I don’t how things are with psychoanalysis in real life, but in the movies, when the repressed memory is brought to the surface, the patient is completely cured. So, we figure Mark and Marnie will now be happily married, having a normal sex life.

But even if they don’t, they sure make a good-looking couple.

The Birds (1963)

When watching an Alfred Hitchcock movie, we have learned to be suspicious of men who have mothers. In Strangers on a Train (1951), Psycho (1960), and Frenzy (1972), they turned out to be psychopaths.  But that is true only if the son is a bachelor.  In North by Northwest (1959), on the other hand, Roger Thornhill (Cary Grant) has been married and divorced twice, thereby establishing a normal sexuality on his part.  As a result, the scenes he plays with his mother are harmless, no need for alarm.

And so it is that in The Birds, we wonder about Mitch Brenner (Rod Taylor).  He does not live with his mother Lydia (Jessica Tandy).  Rather, he has an apartment in San Francisco where he works as a defense attorney.  But every Saturday, he drives up to Bodega Bay, which is sixty miles away, taking at least an hour and a half to get there, and then spends the entire weekend with his mother, returning on Monday morning.  He has been doing this for years.

However, Rod Taylor’s screen persona would seem to preclude any kind of Oedipal attachment to his mother, so we dismiss any thoughts along this line. He says he prefers Bodega Bay to San Francisco, but that could be a rationalization.  More likely it is because his mother is emotionally needy, her husband having died four years previously, although she is still raising her daughter Cathy (Veronica Cartwright), who is approaching her eleventh birthday, so it’s not as though she is all alone.  This is one Hitchcock movie in which it is primarily the mother, not the son, who is suspect.

There is, however, one sense in which we might wonder about Mitch.  He seems to be something of a prude.  At the beginning of the movie, he goes to a pet store in San Francisco, where he sees Melanie Daniels (Tippi Hedren), whom he recognizes as the woman he saw in court one day on account of a practical joke she played, which accidentally resulted in a broken window. This was something he sternly disapproved of.  In fact, he says she should have been put in jail.  For a broken window.  Later, we find out that he also read about her in the tabloids, especially the story which said she jumped into a fountain in Rome naked.  He disapproved of that too.

I don’t know.  If I met a woman that was rich and beautiful, who had jumped into a fountain in Rome naked, I might want to get to know her.  The problem is, I probably wouldn’t have gotten anywhere with her.  Women like that prefer men who look like Rod Taylor.  Anyway, the story turned out not to be true. But Mitch still disapproves.

To express his disapproval, he pretends that he thinks Melanie is a salesclerk in the pet store, saying he wants to buy some lovebirds for his sister for her birthday.  When she finally realizes he knew who she was all the time, she decides to get even, after a fashion, by purchasing the lovebirds for him, and attaching a note telling him the lovebirds might improve his personality.  She starts to leave the birds outside his apartment.  That’s when a neighbor tells her that Mitch goes up to Bodega Bay every weekend.  So, what else can she do but drive up to Bodega Bay with the birds?

I don’t know.  That’s a lot of trouble to go to for a man she says is ill-mannered, arrogant, and conceited. If a woman didn’t like me for some reason, I don’t think she would bring me lovebirds. But then, that’s probably because I don’t look like Rod Taylor.

When she arrives in Bodega Bay, she rents a motorboat to cut across the bay to Mitch’s house, or rather, to his mother’s house.  Having surreptitiously deposited the birds inside, leaving only a note to Cathy, tearing up the original letter to Mitch, she gets back in the boat.  Mitch discovers the birds and sees Melanie crossing the bay.  He hops in his car, racing around to reach the dock before she does.  Suddenly, a seagull swoops down and hits Melanie in the head, drawing blood.

Is this the first incident involving aggressive behavior on the part of birds?  It’s not clear.  At the beginning of the movie, Melanie commented to the owner of the pet store about all the seagulls in the air.  Later in the movie, Sebastian Sholes (Charles McGraw) comments on some trouble he had with birds earlier, but we are not sure whether this happened before or after Melanie was attacked. In any event, the first attack by a seagull that we witness is on Melanie.

This introduces a feature unique among Hitchcock’s films:  it is a monster movie, provided we think of the birds in this movie acting collectively like a monster.  A lot of monster movies are science fiction, such as Frankenstein (1931), while in others, the monster has supernatural qualities, such as Dracula (1931). In Film Genre Reader, there is an essay by Margaret Tarratt, entitled “Monsters from the Id.”  The thrust of her essay is that many science fiction movies are unconscious expressions of the self.  The title, of course, is taken from Forbidden Planet (1956).  In that movie, thanks to a technological breakthrough on another planet that allows one to generate physical objects merely by an act of will, Dr. Morbius (Walter Pidgeon) unconsciously produces a monster that threatens visitors to the planet on account of his incestuous feelings toward his daughter Altaira (Anne Francis).  When the doctor from the spaceship visiting the planet figures out what is going on, he says to the commanding officer, John Adams (Leslie Nielson), “Monsters, John, monsters from the id.”

Forbidden Planet is the only example provided by Tarratt in which there is an explicit causal connection between a person’s id and the monster it creates. In the other examples, the manifestations of the monster and its relation to the id is acausal, perhaps a form of synchronicity, if you don’t mind mixing a little Carl Jung in with your Sigmund Freud.  For instance, in her discussion of The Thing from Another World (1951), Tarratt argues that the Thing (James Arness) represents the repressed desires of Captain Hendry (Kenneth Tobey), but neither one is the cause of the other.

The Birds is not science fiction, although there is a scientist in the movie, Mrs. Bundy, an ornithologist, who rejects the notion that birds are collectively attacking the citizens of Bodega Bay, but who nevertheless gives us a lot of ominous information about the sheer number of birds in the world.  Are the birds under some supernatural influence instead?  We never find out. Though Tarratt does not refer to this movie in her essay, yet her arguments would seem to apply here.  In some mysterious way, the birds would seem to be a physical expression of Lydia’s id.  Just as Morbius was possessive about his daughter Altaira, becoming especially angered by her attraction to Adams, so too is Lydia possessive about her son Mitch, angered by the presence of Melanie.  We certainly see the hostility in her eyes when Mitch introduces his mother to Melanie.

Unlike Forbidden Planet, however, where there is a clear causal connection between Morbius’s id and the monster, there is no perfect fit between Lydia’s id and the behavior of the birds, which may be merely analogous, like the relationship between Captain Hendry and the Thing.  For example, when Nikki (Margaret Sheridan) playfully ties up Hendry because he was so sexually aggressive on a previous occasion, this corresponds to the rope tied around the block of ice containing the Thing.  Hendry manages to get loose, and shortly after, so does the Thing.

That the relationship between the birds and Lydia’s id would seem to be acausal is suggested by the fact that it is only after Melanie has been attacked that Lydia is even aware of Melanie’s presence in Bodega Bay.  On the other hand, Morbius is not present when Adams kisses Altaira, which results in her pet tiger attacking Adams.  Therefore, Morbius’s id would seem to have gone into action prior to his knowing there was anything going on between his daughter and Adams.

Other parallels suggest themselves.  Lydia’s neighbor, Dan Fawcett, is no threat to Lydia, and yet the birds killed him and plucked his eyes out.  In Forbidden Planet, the monster sneaks aboard the flying saucer and kills Chief Engineer Quinn, who was not a threat to Morbius.  Eventually, the whole town is subjected to an attack from the birds, even though the whole town has done nothing to Lydia.  In Forbidden Planet, the id of Morbius kills all the members of the original expedition, of which he was a part, even though their attempt to leave the planet posed no problem for him.  Finally, children are attacked on two different occasions, including Lydia’s own daughter Cathy. In Forbidden Planet, the monster even becomes a danger to Altaira, Morbius’s possessive desire for her turning into hate when she threatens to leave.  The id is irrational, even to the point of being self-destructive.

Mitch talks Melanie into staying the weekend, so she rents a room from Annie Hayworth (Suzanne Pleshette).  It turns out that Annie used to live in San Francisco.  She says of Mitch, “I was seeing quite a lot of him.”  Then one weekend he invited her up to Bodega Bay to meet Lydia.  Somehow, that ended her relationship with Mitch.  She tells Melanie that she needn’t worry, that it was over between her and Mitch long ago.  Melanie replies that there is nothing between her and Mitch either.  Annie shrugs, saying, “Maybe there’s never anything between Mitch and any girl.”

At the end of Psycho, Simon Oakland, in the role of a psychiatrist, explains the behavior of Norman Bates (Anthony Perkins).  In so doing, he speaks with an authoritative voice, so we accept everything he says as true.  Furthermore, what he says makes sense and is easy to understand.  The same cannot be said of Annie.  Her personal involvement with Mitch makes what she says suspect, and her explanation of what happened when she met Lydia is hard to follow, not only for us, but for Melanie as well.

She says that Lydia was distant when she spent the weekend at the Brenner house, that her attitude “nearly drove me crazy.”  When she returned to San Francisco, she tried to figure out what she had done to displease her.  Melanie asks what she had done.  Annie replies:

Nothing! I simply existed. So, what was the answer? A jealous woman, right? A clinging, possessive mother?  Wrong. With all due respect to Oedipus, I don’t think that was the case at all….

Lydia liked me, you see. That was the strange part of it. In fact, now that I’m no longer a threat, we’re very good friends….

[She was afraid] of any woman who’d give Mitch the only thing Lydia can give him: love.

As a result of meeting Lydia, Annie says her relationship with Mitch soon came to an end.

Melanie has as hard a time following Annie’s reasoning as we do.  “Annie,” she says, “that adds up to a jealous, possessive woman.”

To this Annie replies, “No, I don’t think so. She’s not afraid of losing Mitch, you see.  She’s only afraid of being abandoned.”

Huh?  I don’t know what to make of that distinction.  I suppose the former is psychological; the latter, physical.  Well, if Mitch were to get married, I doubt if his wife, be it Annie, Melanie, or some other woman, would agree to spending every weekend with her mother-in-law.  So, in that physical sense, Lydia would be “abandoned.”  As for the psychological assertion that Lydia is not afraid of “losing Mitch,” this might be another way of Annie’s denying an Oedipal relationship.

When we are speaking of a man in an Oedipal relationship with his mother, we think in sexual terms, as rightly we should, even if the desire is repressed.  In a similar way, we understood that Morbius had a repressed sexual desire for Altaira.  But maternal jealously can be a different thing from that. When a mother wants to retain possession of her son, viewing with hostility any woman her son might become interested in, we need not assume there is any kind of sexual desire for him on her part. She probably does not want her son for sexual purposes, not even in a repressed sense, but only to preserve a feeling of security and protection, or simply companionship.

Maybe.  As I said, I really don’t understand what Annie is talking about, and that’s the best I can do to make sense of it.  Anyway, Melanie asks, “What about Mitch? Didn’t he have anything to say about this?”

Annie makes excuses for Mitch, something about what he had to go through with Lydia after his father died, and not wanting to go through it all over again. So, it’s not enough that Mitch has spent every weekend with his mother for the last four years, he can’t even have a girlfriend?  Perhaps this explains his disapproval of Melanie’s behavior at the beginning of the movie.  Having been forced to repress his own sexual desires to keep from upsetting his mother, he naturally resents what he takes to be Melanie’s free-spirited sexuality.  I’d really start having doubts about Mitch at this point, suspecting him of being a momma’s boy, if it weren’t for the fact that he looks like Rod Taylor.

Finally, Melanie asks what we have all been wondering about.  Given that it is all over between Annie and Mitch, what is she doing here in Bodega Bay? Annie admits she wants to be near Mitch.  I don’t know about you, but I’d call that stalking.

As the movie progresses, the bird attacks increase.  In a scene at the Tides Restaurant, as Melanie tries to tell how the children were attacked by birds at the school where Annie teaches, a woman becomes upset with her story because it is frightening her two young children. Then the birds start attacking again. Melanie ends up hiding in a phonebooth, from which Mitch eventually rescues her and brings her back inside the Tides Restaurant.

Although I watched this movie again before writing this review, I also availed myself of an online script to help me remember who said what when.  I soon learned that there are many differences between the script and the movie.  One in particular stands out.  Given my thesis that the behavior of the birds is either the effect or the correlate of Lydia’s id, precipitated by Melanie’s arrival, I looked for the scene where the woman with the two children accuses Melanie of being the cause of it all. But I could not find it in the script.  I checked several other online scripts with the same result.  All I could find was the woman asking of the birds, “Why are they doing it?”  The script says the woman is screaming at Mrs. Bundy, the ornithologist, who mutters some weak explanation for what is happening.

But in the movie, when Mitch and Melanie come back inside the restaurant, everyone starts looking at Melanie with accusatory eyes.  The woman does not address Mrs. Bundy, who seems visibly shaken by what has just happened.  Instead, she angrily approaches Melanie with the following words:

Why are they doing this?  Why are they doing this?  They said when you got here the whole thing started. Who are you?  What are you?  Where did you come from?  I think you’re the cause of all this. I think you’re evil.  Evil!

Melanie slaps the woman to shut her up.

We hear nothing from Mrs. Bundy, contrary to what is indicated in the script. In other words, not even a weak scientific explanation is attempted.  Rather, the movie has the woman with the children suggest a supernatural explanation, that Melanie is a witch.

My guess is that Hitchcock wanted to establish that Melanie’s presence in Bodega Bay is what started it all, that it was not just a coincidence, and he added this scene after the script had been written to make that clear.  Of course, if anyone is a witch, it is Lydia, whose id has manifested itself through the birds.

Finally, the birds kill Annie.  Although, as Annie noted above, Lydia had ceased to regard her as a threat, Lydia’s id, aroused by the presence of Melanie, probably became hostile to Annie once more, with lethal consequence.

Mitch and Melanie return to his mother’s house, where they begin boarding things up, preparing for the next attack, which is quite terrifying for a while, but then subsides.  Melanie makes the mistake of going into attic because she heard something.  The roof, it turns out, had been torn open by the birds, and she is attacked.  She fights them off and then faints.

At this point, there is another major difference between the movie and the script.  In the script, after Mitch rescues Melanie from the attic, she recovers and, though having been physically injured by the birds, yet she is perfectly all right mentally.  They decide to leave for San Francisco in Melanie’s convertible, but the birds attack them as they are driving down the road, even tearing open the roof of the car.  But finally, they get away.

The movie is quite different.  Mitch rescues Melanie, but she has had a complete mental collapse, almost catatonic.  The birds having done their work, destroying Melanie’s mind, she is no longer a threat to Lydia. Lydia even comforts Melanie, as one would a small child.

They decide to leave the house and head for San Francisco.  The birds do not attack when they try to leave, but silently watch them go.  Lydia’s id has become quiescent.

Psycho (1960)

There is a scene in Annie Hall (1977) where Woody Allen and Diane Keaton have a date to see a Bergman film.  Keaton arrives late, and the ticket clerk informs them that the movie started two minutes ago.  Allen says they’ll have to forget it because he can’t go in a theater in the middle of a movie.  Keaton replies, with exasperation, that all they will miss are the titles, which are in Swedish. Allen is adamant, and they have to find something else to do.

In its exaggerated way, this scene illustrates a fundamental difference between two types people: those who must see a movie from the beginning, and those who don’t care.

I saw North by Northwest when it first came out in 1959.  It was rereleased in 1965, when I was in college, and I asked a girl out on a date to see it.  She had never even heard of the movie, and I didn’t tell her that I had seen it before.  My idea was that she would thoroughly enjoy the movie, which would redound to my credit, making her more likely to want to go out on dates with me in the future.

“What time does the movie start?” she asked me when I called to confirm our date that Saturday.

“It starts at seven,” I replied.

“All right,” she said, “pick me up at seven fifteen.”

I was in shock.  I had never heard of such a cavalier attitude toward watching a movie. After much protestation on my part, she said she would be ready at seven, which she said I should take as an indication of just how much she liked me.  She lived close to the theater, but it still meant we would come in about ten minutes after the movie started.  I’m ashamed to admit it, but I agreed. Well, I was young, and she was beautiful.  The things we do for love!

I have since seen several old movies, made back in the 1930s or 1940s, where a man and woman are in a theater watching a movie, when one of them says, “This is where we came in,” and they get up and leave. It must have been common for couples to do that in those days.

One night when my friend and I were at a drive-in movie theater, a car pulled into the spot next to ours, twenty minutes after the movie started.  The woman stayed in the car while the man took their two children to the concession stand.  When they got back and got settled, the man asked his wife if she knew what movie it was.  “I think it’s a spy movie,” she replied.  Eventually the movie ended, and it was back to the concession stand.  Then the second movie began, and about an hour into that one, they pulled out of their spot and headed home.

It is on account of people like that, I suppose, that in the advertisements for Psycho, when it first came out in 1960, there were taglines informing us that no one would be admitted into the theater after the start of each performance, that it was important to see the movie from the very beginning. According to Robert A. Harris and Michael S. Lasky, in their anthology, The Complete Films of Alfred Hitchcock, “Hitchcock had Paramount enforce the policy by having it written into the booking contract of all the theaters that exhibited it.”  In the bonus material of the DVD for this movie, we can see for ourselves how a big deal was made out of this policy.

Unfortunately, there is another fundamental difference between two types of people: those who don’t want to know what happens in a movie before they see it, and those who don’t care.

Those who don’t care if they know what happens in a movie before they see it also don’t care how much it matters to those of us who do, and thus they will blab about the movie once they’ve seen it, in spite of our objections.  Although I saw The Godfather (1972) the first month it came to the theaters where I lived, I was told twice by two different people about the horse’s head in the bed before I actually managed to see the movie.

Harris and Lasky say that steps were taken by Hitchcock to minimize this:

First of all, it was shot on a restricted set, with no visitors allowed.  Stills of important scenes were not released in advance, as is usually customary.  Reviewers and theater owners were not permitted to view the film until opening day.

In his Alternate Oscars, Danny Peary says that Psycho should have won the Academy Award for Best Picture that year.  One reason it did not was that the members of the Academy are snobs, always wanting to present themselves as sophisticated and refined, so they disdain giving the Award to a horror movie no matter how good it is. But another reason was that the members of the Academy were “indignant because Hitchcock denied them special advance screenings lest they reveal the surprise ending.”

In one of the advertisements for this movie, Hitchcock encouraged those who are inclined to talk about a movie after they’ve seen it to avoid being around other people after watching Psycho.  But some people who have seen a movie will tell others how it ends out of spite, and Hitchcock’s admonition in this regard only enhanced the pleasure they took from ruining the movie for those who had not yet seen it.  This kid I knew when I was in high school gleefully told me, before I had a chance to see Psycho, that the mother that kills people in the movie is really her son dressed up to look like her.  I despise him to this day.

According to Harris and Lasky, all this secrecy on Hitchcock’s part resulted in the audience being shocked early in the movie:

The shock comes in the form of an unexpected and violent slaying. Janet Leigh, ostensibly the star, is killed off one-third through the film. First of all, we didn’t expect the murder and are that much more surprised by it.  Second, Hitchcock knows that audiences think that nothing can happen to her because she is the star.

Over the years, several critics have made this point, and I suppose it sounds believable to those who were not around back then.  But those of us that saw the movie when it first came out know that it simply is not true, because Hitchcock himself gave that much away in the trailer that he made for it.  I remember seeing the trailer at the time, and was able to refresh my memory of it, thanks again to some of the bonus material on the DVD.  Hitchcock takes us onto the set of the Bates Motel.  In the house up the hill, just behind the motel, he takes us to the stairs and says this is where the second murder took place, involving a knife, and resulting in a mangled corpse with a broken back at the bottom of the stairs.  Then he takes us into what he refers to as a parlor, the room just behind the desk where motel guests would register.  It was where the son would go to get away from his mother, who Hitchcock says is “maniacal,” thereby letting us know to whom the title refers.  Then he takes us into Room Number 1.  In the bathroom, he tells us about all the blood that was in there before it was cleaned up. What happened, he tells us, is that the murderer crept into the bathroom while someone was taking a shower.  Hitchcock pulls back the shower curtain, and we see Janet Leigh screaming.  Most people back then saw this preview, because Hitchcock featured it a couple of times during his popular television show.

It is hard to fault Hitchcock for giving so much away himself, for I’m sure that it made a lot of people want to see the movie, people that might have skipped it had he not talked about there being two murders with lots of blood, and then shown us a naked Janet Leigh screaming in the shower.

So far, we have been considering what people knew or didn’t know when the movie was being released for the first time.  A further consideration is how people experience this movie when they watch it for the first time years later.  Even in 1988, in his book Cult Movies 3:  Fifty More of the Classics, the Sleepers, the Weird and the Wonderful, Danny Peary could begin his review with a note of regret, saying that this movie can never again be experienced the way it was back then:

Almost everyone who saw Psycho in 1960 remembers that terrifying experience as if it were yesterday…. Today Psycho fans swap stories about how they closed their eyes during the film’s violence (but not the sex) or literally ducked under their seats (I admit measuring the amount of room down there), or how it scared them out of several nights’ sleep.

He is right about that.  Because I was only thirteen years old when this movie came out, I saw it at a drive-in with my parents. My mother screamed during the two slasher scenes and ducked her head to keep from seeing what happened.  You might think it would be enough merely to shut one’s eyes, but people ducked beneath their seats, not merely because they did not want to see what was happening, but because they wanted to protect themselves from the knife-wielding Mrs. Bates.

Peary continues:  “Viewers really were afraid to take showers for a long time afterward (and I am not alone in still occasionally thinking of Psycho when in a motel shower).” My mother told me that for years after that, whenever she took a shower alone in the house, she brought our dog into the bathroom with her. Another woman I knew also said she was scared to take showers alone in her house for years after seeing this movie.

Peary goes on to say that people seeing the movie “today,” which means in 1988, are so inured by all the slasher movies produced since then, with an ever higher body count and more grisly gore, that Psycho is regarded as “camp.”  And if that was true in 1988, then all the more so today.

When I watch the movie all these years later, I try to imagine myself not knowing anything about it.  To the extent that one is able to do this, the movie starts out as a melodrama, like Back Street (1961), for instance. We slowly close in on a hotel room in the middle of the day, entering inside to find Marion Crane (Janet Leigh) lying supine on the bed in a white brassiere and half slip, and Sam Loomis (John Gavin), standing up bare chested, the two of them in a postcoital state.  He says to Marion, “You never did eat your lunch, did you?”  As he says this, the camera shows us some uneaten sandwiches sitting on a plate, notwithstanding the remark Marion makes about this being one of the “extended lunch hours” she takes when Sam is in town.

We conclude that they spent so much time having sex that she never got around to those sandwiches, and we don’t give it much thought beyond that.  But later on, we might notice that she never has anything to eat again until the night of the following day when she eats some sandwiches that Norman Bates (Anthony Perkins) has prepared for her as the two of them have a conversation in the office of the Bates Motel.  And Robin Woods, in his Hitchcock’s Films Revisited, is just one of several critics that have commented on the fact the there is a physical resemblance between John Gavin and Anthony Perkins.

In the novel by Robert Bloch, on which this movie is based, there is no physical similarity between Sam and Norman.  In the first chapter, there is reference to the way Norman’s “plump face, reflected from his rimless glasses, bathed the pinkness of his scalp beneath the thinning sandy hair,” and later on to “the blubbery fat, the short hairless arms, the big belly.”

Back to the movie:  Sam and Marion want to get married, but Sam says they cannot afford it:

I’m tired of sweating for people who aren’t there.  I sweat to pay off my father’s debts, and he’s in his grave.  I sweat to pay my ex-wife alimony, and she’s living on the other side of the world somewhere.

I like that part about the alimony.  We are not to imagine his ex-wife holding down a menial job, just making ends meet in her small apartment, anxiously looking in the mailbox for her monthly check from Sam.  No, we envision her living in luxury in some foreign country, basking in the sun on a beach filled with rich tourists, telling her friends, “I earned it.”

I wondered about this business of having to pay off his father’s debts, since children are not legally obligated to pay off the debts of their parents when they die.  However, this is explained in the novel:

There was this hardware store, in a little town called Fairvale, up north. Sam had worked there for his father, with the understanding that he’d inherit the business. A year ago his father had died, and the accountants had told him the bad news.

Sam inherited the business, all right, plus about twenty thousand in debts. The building was mortgaged, the inventory was mortgaged, and even the insurance had been mortgaged. Sam’s father had never told him about his little side investments in the market—or the race track. But there it was. There were only two choices: go into bankruptcy or try and work off the obligations.

Sam Loomis chose the latter course. “It’s a good business,” he explained.

In general, the movie follows the novel closely.  Sometimes, as is the case with the debts Sam inherited from his father, the novel proves to be illuminating, at least for those of us that wonder about such things. In other cases, the differences between the novel and the movie can be regarded as Hitchcock’s contribution, giving us insight into how he wanted to present the story, as in the physical similarity between Sam and Norman, which wasn’t it the novel.

There is also the difference between descriptions in the novel and dramatizations in the movie based on it. The novel begins with Norman carrying on a conversation with his mother, who we have every reason to believe really exists.  In the movie, such a scene would have revealed that Mother did not exist except in Norman’s imagination, giving away the whole surprise ending. Nevertheless, because we never see Norman talking to his mother in the movie, most people begin to suspect she doesn’t really exist long before we have that revealed to us explicitly.  On the other hand, about halfway through the novel, we also get a clue, as Norman reflects on his dual nature:

It was like being two people, really—the child and the adult. Whenever he thought about Mother, he became a child again, with a child’s vocabulary, frames of reference, and emotional reactions. But when he was by himself—not actually by himself, but off in a book—he was a mature individual. Mature enough to understand that he might even be the victim of a mild form of schizophrenia, most likely some form of borderline neurosis.

When this book was written, most people thought that someone with schizophrenia had a split personality.

Back to the movie:  In addition to explaining why Sam does not feel that his financial situation can allow him and Marion to get married, having to pay off his father’s debts introduces a theme, that of a dead parent preventing an adult child from having a normal sex life.  Much in the way the sandwiches in a hotel room anticipates sandwiches later in a motel office, so too does Sam’s struggle with obligations imposed on him by his dead father anticipate Norman’s struggle with imagined obligations to his dead mother.

In the novel, by the way, his father’s debts are the only reason for Sam’s financial difficulties.  There is no ex-wife getting alimony payments.

Back to the movie:  Marion tells Sam this will be the last time they meet this way, secretly in a cheap hotel. She admits she’s thinking of breaking off the relationship, and she wouldn’t care if Sam broke off with her instead, now that she has ruled out any more sexual encounters.

In fact, as Raymond Durgnat points out in The Strange Case of Alfred Hitchcock:  or, the Plain Man’s Hitchcock, we don’t care either.  We are interested in these two, to be sure, but we neither expect nor hope that they will eventually get married and live happily ever after.  Durgnat does not say so, but I suspect that is because they don’t really act as though they enjoyed the afternoon they just spent together.  Sex is very pleasurable, but only sometimes fun.

Sam says he wants to keep seeing her anyway, even if it’s only to have lunch in a public place.

Marion:  Oh, we can see each other.  We can even have dinner.  But respectably.  In my house, with my mother’s picture on the mantel and my sister helping me broil a big steak for three.

Sam:  And after the steak, do we send sister to the movies, turn Mama’s picture to the wall?

Marion:  Sam!

Now we know why they’ve been meeting in cheap hotel rooms instead of at Marion’s place.  She lives with her sister, who we later find out is Lila, played by Vera Miles. And while Marion could move out and get an apartment of her own, Lila would suspect that she was doing it in order to have sex with Sam, which wouldn’t have been respectable.  At least, it wouldn’t have been respectable in 1960.

Marion’s name in the novel, by the way, is Mary.  (One critic has noticed that an anagram of “Marion” is “Normai,” suggesting a connection between her and Norman, as well as with his mother Norma.) There is no indication in the novel that Sam and Mary are having sex with each other.  In those days, though it seems almost unbelievable now, a lot of people actually waited until they were married before they had sex, and that is the case with these two.  As a result, there would be no reason for Mary to get her own apartment.

Back to the movie:  The reference to the picture on the mantel, by which Marion’s deceased mother can cast her disapproving eyes, reinforces Marion’s need for respectability.  This is another instance of a dead parent preventing an adult child from having a normal sex life, once again prefiguring the hold that Mother has over Norman.

Objectively speaking, things are not all that bleak.  Sam expects to have the debts paid off in two years, and if his ex-wife remarries, the alimony will stop.  But Marion is impatient.  She says they should just get married anyway, but Sam rejects that idea, saying they would have to live in the storeroom in the back of his hardware store. Marion doesn’t care, but he does.  Marion leaves to go back to the office, and this ends the section of the movie that appears to be a melodrama.

Now we enter into the section of the movie that purports to be a crime drama.  Shortly after Marion gets back to the real estate office where she works, a client, Tom Cassidy, comes in with Mr. Lowrey, Marion’s boss.  Cassidy flashes $40,000 in front of her, which he says he isn’t worried about, because he never carries more cash than he can afford to lose.  Adjusted for inflation, that would be just over $400,000 today.  The purpose of the money is to buy a house as a wedding present for his daughter. His philosophy is that while money cannot buy happiness, it can buy off unhappiness. With a mischievous look in his eyes, he asks Marion if she is unhappy.

In the novel, on a previous occasion, Cassidy put a hundred-dollar bill on Mary’s desk, suggesting she take a “little trip” to Dallas with him for a weekend.  Mr. Lowrey came in at that moment, ending the matter, but it irked Mary, and she never forgot it:

She couldn’t forget the wet-lipped smile on his fat old face.

And she never forgot that this world belonged to the Tommy Cassidy’s. They owned the property and they set the prices. Forty thousand to a daughter for a wedding gift; a hundred dollars tossed carelessly on a desk for three days’ rental privileges of the body of Mary Crane.

Back to the movie:  After Cassidy and Lowrey go into his office, Caroline, Marion’s co-worker, played by Hitchcock’s homely daughter Patricia, says, “He was flirting with you. I guess he must’ve noticed my wedding ring.”  That’s funny, of course, but it adds to Marion’s exasperation.  Cassidy’s daughter is going to get married, and Caroline is already married, but Marion’s desire to get married is stymied.  And Cassidy’s daughter will have no money problems, unlike Marion’s situation with Sam, where money, or the lack of it, is keeping them apart.  Perhaps this explains why Hitchcock added the part about alimony in writing the script, which wasn’t in the novel.  The debts Sam inherited from his father are, to Marion, just an unfortunate fact.  But the idea that the woman who used to be married to Sam is enjoying a carefree life at Marion’s expense completes the circle closing in on her.

Cassidy leaves the money with Lowrey, who in turn tells Marion to deposit it in a bank. In the next scene, she is in her house alone (Caroline told her Lila would be gone all weekend).  Now she is wearing a black brassiere and slip.  She looks at the bed with the $40,000 on it.  Well, she didn’t deposit it in the bank, so we figure she is going to take the money and run.  If she has to commit grand larceny to be respectable, so be it.

But why the change in her brassiere and slip?  If I were about steal that much money, it would never occur to me to change my underwear first.  But, since she is about to make a fresh start on life, perhaps, dare I say it, she took a shower.  And as she packs, we do see the shower head and curtain through the open bathroom door, another anticipation of what is to come.

There is something so desperate and futile in what she is about to do.  What does she have planned, and how does she expect to get away with it?  In the novel, her plan is to cover her tracks by switching out cars several times, marry Sam, and then sell the last car under her married name, Mrs. Sam Loomis.  She would tell Sam she inherited some money and that Lila moved to Europe, explaining why Lila would not be attending the wedding.  Lila wouldn’t tell the police about Sam until she talked to Mary.  The whole thing makes me nervous just thinking about it.

Back to the movie:  After leaving home, she doesn’t even make it out of town before she is spotted by her boss, who naturally wonders what she is up to, since she said she was going straight home and to bed after depositing the money in the bank.  Hours later, she pulls over to the side of the road to get some sleep.  She is awakened the next morning by a motorcycle cop wearing ominous sunglasses.  He tells her she should have checked into a motel, just to be safe.  She drives on for a while and then decides to sell her car and get another, as a way of throwing the police off her trail when her boss realizes she stole the money.  But while buying a used car, she sees that same cop watching her from across the street.

Everything thus far indicates that the movie will continue to be about her trying to get away with stealing the money.  That would be enough for most movies.  And we expect that cop to be on her trail unrelentingly, like Javert in Les Misérables, who will now know the make and model of the car she just bought, along with its license plate.  And yet, we never see him again.  Nor does her car play any role in her effort to hide from the police.  It just ends up being sunk into the swamp, along with Marion’s body and the $40,000.

As she drives to Fairvale, she imagines what various people she knows will say, especially Sam and Mr. Lowrey.  The look on her face is one of concern.  But then she imagines what Cassidy will say: “Well, I ain’t about to kiss off $40,000!  I’ll get it back, and if any of it’s missing, I’ll replace it with her fine, soft flesh!”  A slight smile appears on her lips.

It starts raining, making it difficult for her to see, leading her off the main highway, right up to the Bates Motel, with the spooky house behind it, just up the hill.  All of a sudden, “It was a dark and stormy night,” thereby leading the plot in a totally different direction as well.  And so, pretending we know nothing of this movie in advance, we are surprised by this turn of events, in which we now find ourselves watching a horror movie.

After Marion rents a room at the motel, she has a conversation with Norman while eating those sandwiches, indicating that she intends to go back and try to make things right.  And she might have been able to do so, for when her sister Lila shows up at Sam’s hardware store, Sam is just finishing the letter he has written to Marion, saying she is right, that they can get married right away, living in the back of the store for a couple of years, until the debts are paid off.  They will be poor, but happy. And Milton Arbogast (Martin Balsam), a private detective that enters the store right behind Lila, says Lowrey and Cassidy just want her to return the money and there will be no prosecution.  We might imagine Marion’s announced resolve to return to Phoenix being the final scene in one of Hitchcock’s television shows, lasting just under an hour, after commercials.

The anticipations we have noticed so far have not allowed us to guess what would come next.  They were only for the sake of aesthetics, structural similarities that create a sense of artistic unity. However, while Marion was in the office with Norman, she might have become aware of an anticipation that would have given her pause, had she noticed it.  There are several paintings of naked women on the walls, including a painting of “Susanna and the Elders,” based on a story in which two men watch a naked woman taking a bath.  This has been a favorite subject by many artists over the years because the artists were men, and men like naked women.  Bad enough that two men saw Susanna naked, but then the scene is imagined in different ways by different artists over and over again so that everybody gets to see her naked.  But at least the women were not really Susanna, only models that were perfectly happy to let all the world see them without any clothes on. It’s not like the way things are now, where if two men watched an unsuspecting woman bathing today, her pictures would end up all over the internet.  The paintings of Susanna are based on a story in the Book of Daniel, which is either in the Bible or in the Old Testament Apocrypha, depending on which version of the Bible you have.  In some paintings of this story, two lascivious men simply watch a beautiful woman taking a bath, but in the painting in Norman’s office, the men are also groping Susanna.

Hitchcock points to that painting in the trailer, saying it has significance, but we have forgotten all about that when watching the movie for the first time.  Moreover, we, like Marion, are distracted by all the stuffed animals in the office, anticipating the stuffed Mrs. Bates up in the house.  Had Marion noticed the painting of “Susanna and the Elders,” it might have warned her about taking that shower later on.  And indeed, just behind the painting is a peephole, allowing Norman (but not us, unfortunately) to watch Marion get completely naked, much in the way that Hitchcock turned us into voyeurs by pulling us in through the window of that hotel room in the beginning of the movie. Norman gets so aroused that Mother just naturally has to come down there and hack Marion up so she can have Norman all to herself.

Toward the end of the movie, Lila discovers Mrs. Bates’ stuffed body in the fruit cellar, at which point Mother comes running in with a knife, screaming, “I’m Norma Bates!” Sam comes in right behind Mother and grabs her, revealing that she is Norman when his wig falls off.  The hold that Sam has on Mother is similar to that in the painting of “Susanna and the Elders.”

After this comes the epilogue, the fourth section of this movie.  The scene is at the County Court House where Dr. Fred Richman (Simon Oakland) explains how all this came to be, how Norman became jealous when his mother started having sex with some man, so he poisoned them both. Then, since he loved his mother, he dug up her body and stuffed it.  But that’s all on the outside. On the inside, Norman Bates had a split personality, in which he would sometimes become Mother. Since Norman was jealous of his mother, he believed that Mother was jealous of him, a form of projection, killing any pretty woman that aroused him.  But now Mother has completely taken over Norman’s mind and blames Norman for all the killings.

In the novel, when all this comes to light, it makes headlines on the front page of the newspapers and is even covered on television, some write-ups comparing Norman to Ed Gein.  Rumors spread about “cannibalism, Satanism, incest, and necrophilia.” Regarding those last two items, incest and necrophilia, Robert Bloch doesn’t say that Norman was having sex with his mother, either before or after he killed her, for that would be too gross.  Bloch is only telling us that there were rumors to that effect.

My pretending not to know what is going to happen when I watch this movie adds to my enjoyment, notwithstanding that kid in high school, who tried to spoil it for me, and the trailer in which Hitchcock gives everything away but the ending.  Oddly enough, I also appreciate the anticipations of which I am now aware, having seen the movie so many times before, knowing how one scene is pregnant with a scene that will occur later, so that I enjoy the movie more on subsequent viewings than I did when I saw it for the first time.

No matter how many times I have seen this movie, however, on each subsequent viewing I must see it from the very beginning, as is the case with all the movies I see. The only exception was with that girl I knew in college, and I never asked her out to see another movie.  I’m sure she didn’t care.

The Wrong Man (1956)

The Wrong Man begins with a prologue, not a written one, but a scene with Alfred Hitchcock at a distance, barely visible in the light on a dark street, saying that the movie we are about to see is “a true story, every word of it.”  Then come the credits, followed by a disclaimer where this is directly contradicted:

The story, all names, characters, and incidents portrayed in this production are fictitious. No identification with actual persons, living or dead, is intended or should be inferred.

So, there!

The story is about a man named Christopher Emanuel “Manny” Balestrero (Henry Fonda), who works at the Stork Club in New York as the bass player in the orchestra. When he gets off work, while riding the subway, he looks at an advertisement for an automobile promising family fun.  For some reason, there is no advertisement suggesting that a bachelor might have fun with an automobile. But then, I guess a bachelor doesn’t need an automobile to have fun.

Then he looks at an advertisement for a bank, claiming to be a family bank. There is no advertisement claiming to be a bank for bachelors, so I don’t know where they would go to borrow money.  But then, I guess bachelors don’t need to borrow money from a bank.

The movie continues to drive home the point that Manny is a family man.  When he stops to get something to eat, the man behind the counter asks him, “How’s the family?”  When he gets home, he brings in the milk left by the milkman, which is a nice family touch, but either Manny works really late, or the milkman makes his deliveries extra early.  As he passes the bedroom where his two sons are sleeping, he looks in on them. Then he checks in on his wife Rose (Vera Miles).  The next day, his mother calls, asking him to stop by.  We later find out he has a sister and brother-in-law.  I suppose the idea is that what will soon happen to him will disrupt everyone in his extended family, making it much worse than if it happened to a bachelor who grew up as an only child and whose parents are no longer living.

In looking at the ads mentioned above, it is clear that Manny would love to take out a loan from the family bank to buy the car and have some family fun.  But that is just an idle dream for him.  He pretends to play the horses, marking pretend bets, and then checking later to see how much he would have won.  But his reality is dreary.  He may have to take out a loan, not for a car, but rather so that Rose can have her wisdom teeth removed.  And the reason his mother wants him to stop by is that “Pop” is not doing well.

Manny takes Rose’s life insurance policy to the company to get that loan.  While there, he is mistaken for a man that held up the company on two previous occasions.  They call the police after he leaves, and Manny is arrested and taken to the police station.  A police detective assures him that an innocent man has nothing to worry about, that only the guilty have anything to fear.  And yet, he is repeatedly identified as the man that held up one business or another, including the insurance company.

This is as unsurprising as it is unnerving.  If a Mr. Jones is already known to the witness of a crime beforehand, and he then testifies that Jones committed that crime, we have good reason to trust his testimony.  But if the witness had never seen Jones before the day of the crime, then his testimony to that effect should be treated with a fair amount of skepticism.  I have read of studies in which psychologists staged crimes before a room full of students.  In one, only 14% of the witnesses were able to correctly identify the “culprit.”  In another staged crime, 60% of the witnesses in the classroom, including the professor, identified the wrong man as the one supposedly guilty of the faked assault.  And yet, many an innocent man has been sent to prison on the basis of just such evidence alone.

There have been over a dozen times in my life where someone has mistaken me for someone else, saying he saw me at a store I never go to, or asked me how I enjoyed the concert, which I did not attend.  I usually joke that I hope these doppelgängers behave themselves so that I don’t get blamed for something they did. But when watching this movie, recalling those times where I have been mistaken for someone else makes me squirm.

In a lot of movies, Manny would be arrested, locked up, arraigned, and bailed out in five minutes of screen time.  But Hitchcock takes us through the whole process slowly, so that we experience the dread of handcuffs, bars, hard beds, and angular accommodations.  On the day of his arraignment, he has to show up in court unshaven, which only adds to his humiliation.

After he is bailed out, thanks to money raised by his sister and brother-in-law, Rose begins having a nervous breakdown.  She blames herself for what happened to Manny, but then she blames him, accusing him of borrowing money on a previous occasion so they could go on a vacation they couldn’t afford, something he had already admitted at the police station.  So, it appears that some of Manny’s money problems were self-inflicted, contrary to what we thought at first.

Then, at his trial, the prosecuting attorney, in his opening statement, says he will show that Manny needed to borrow money to pay off the bookies, based on statements he made to the detectives. Manny looks at his lawyer, Frank O’Connor (Anthony Quayle), negatively shaking his head to indicate that it isn’t true.  We heard Manny admit that he went to the race track a few times, but that is all. Did the detectives misunderstand him?  Did they purposely make this up?  Or were those supposedly pretend bets in fact real bets, and he was in trouble with the bookies? We never find out, since it ends in a mistrial.

The reason for the mistrial is that a juror expresses his impatience when O’Connor is cross-examining the eyewitnesses.  There are two witnesses, a Mrs. James and a Miss Willis, who both work at the insurance company, and who had picked Manny out of a lineup.  First, Mrs. James identifies Manny as the one that held up the insurance company where she worked.  Then Miss Willis takes the stand.  Manny’s lawyer asks her about the “alleged lineup,” to which there is an objection.  At first, I thought it strange that he would make a disparaging remark like that about the lineup.  We were able to see the men that were grouped together with Manny, and I saw nothing problematic about them.  Perhaps the subsequent dialogue reveals his misgivings:

O’Connor:  Were there any men in that alleged lineup you knew before that night?

[After an objection to his use of the word “alleged,” he continues.]

O’Connor:  How many of the men did you know?

Miss Willis:  One.

O’Connor:  And who was that?

Miss Willis:  Mrs. James’ husband.

Mrs. James’ husband!  What kind of lineup is that?  We saw the scene where the women picked Manny out of the lineup.  So, why didn’t we hear Mrs. James say, “George!  What are you doing here?”

Anyway, O’Connor then begins a tedious process of asking Miss Willis about the men in the lineup, including Mr. James.  He asks what the various men were wearing, how tall they were, and how much they weighed.  Who could be expected to remember such details?  It is at this point that a juror asks, “Your Honor, do we have to sit here and listen to this?”

He took the words right out of my mouth!  If this is the best O’Connor can do, I thought to myself, Manny is in trouble.  Anyway, justified or not, the remark occasions the request for a mistrial, which is granted.

After the mistrial, Rose has a complete mental collapse, staring vacantly off into space. She talks about how “they” will find Manny guilty no matter what he does.  Manny has to put her in an “institution.” However, he voiced similar sentiments himself when two of the men that might have provided him with an alibi turned up dead.  He tells O’Connor, “You know, like someone was stacking the cards against us.”  We don’t take his remark seriously, but it is intended to prepare us for what is to come; for it clearly suggests that there is a baleful, supernatural influence working against him, which can only be thwarted by a countervailing supernatural force for good.

And so it is that in what thus far has been an engrossing movie, there is a complete narrative rupture. Manny’s mother tells him he should pray.  He says he already has prayed.  And we know he has.  When first arrested, he has to remove all the items from his pocket.  One such item is a Rosary. Any man that would carry a Rosary around in his coat pocket is definitely religious.  During the trial, we see him holding the Rosary in his hands, under the table, presumably saying the prayers.  And so far, those prayers have come to naught.  Nevertheless, his mother says, “My son, I beg you to pray.”

Manny goes into the next room where he looks at a picture of Jesus on the wall.  We see him gazing at it as his lips move.  His image is superimposed over that of a man walking down the street.  He comes closer and closer until Manny’s face coincides with the face of the man in the street.  They have roughly similar features.

Well, the man tries to rob a store, and the owners subdue him and have him arrested. At the police station, one of the detectives working Manny’s case notices the similar appearance of that man to that of Manny. The end result is that Manny is freed.

This miracle ruins the movie.  And it is especially presumptuous, given Hitchcock’s claim that the story is true.  Yes, it was probably true that Manny’s mother told him to pray, and right after that the holdup man was arrested.  But given the way it is filmed, there can be no doubt that there has been divine intervention, something Hitchcock could hardly guarantee.  Maybe that’s why there was a disclaimer.

We never minded when we saw Manny praying with the Rosary.  Religious people pray in times of stress. And if he had subsequently been freed when the man was arrested later on in the film, we would not have felt obliged to see that as resulting from a supernatural cause.  But the scene involving Manny’s face superimposed over the holdup man as Manny prayed to the picture of Jesus makes it impossible to interpret that as anything other than a genuine miracle.

In Chapter XV of Edward Gibbon’s The Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire, the author reflects upon the fact that the degree of credence we accord to miracles depends largely on when they are supposed to have occurred.  He admits that in the early days of Christianity, the intervention of God was more necessary than it is today:

If the truth of any of those miracles is appreciated by their apparent use and propriety, every age had unbelievers to convince, heretics to confute, and idolatrous na­tions to convert; and sufficient motives might always be produced to justify the interposition of Heaven. And yet, since every friend to revelation is persuaded of the reality, and every reasonable man is convinced of the cessation, of miraculous powers, it is evident that there must have been some period in which they were either suddenly or gradually withdrawn from the Christian church.

And so it is, Gibbon goes on to say, that it is only with reluctance that even the most devout will admit to miracles in present circumstances:

In modern times, a latent and even involuntary scepticism adheres to the most pious dispositions. Their admission of supernatural truths is much less an active con­sent than a cold and passive acquiescence. Accustomed long since to observe and to respect the variable order of Nature, our reason, or at least our imagination, is not sufficiently prepared to sustain the visible action of the Deity.

And if Gibbon was right when saying this in the eighteenth century, then all the more so is this true in the twentieth and now the twenty-first centuries.  People might still accept miracles that occurred in subsequent centuries, but Gibbon’s expression “visible action of the Deity” is significant.  What counts as a miracle no longer is something utterly contrary to what can occur in nature, such as when Joshua made the sun stand still.  Rather, it is something compatible with natural causes, but ascribed to the hand of God nevertheless.  We might say of such miracles that they involve the invisible action of the Deity.  When an airplane crashes, and all are killed except a baby, some may say that it was a miracle the infant survived, but we know that the skeptical will have no trouble attributing the event to mere chance.

What Gibbon said of real life also applies to the movies.  We not only accept, but also look forward to, the depiction of miracles in film as they occurred in biblical times, whether it be that of Moses parting the Red Sea, or that of Jesus walking on water.  But when a miracle supposedly takes place in a movie that is set in contemporaneous times, we do not see a marvelous violation of the laws of nature, but rather an outcome that could have happened naturally, but which the movie encourages us to regard as a miracle, usually because someone prays just before the event takes place, a conclusion we would never have come to otherwise.

For example, in Made for Each Other (1939), a nun encourages Carol Lombard to pray to a statue of Jesus that the serum for her baby will arrive in time to save its life, even though there is a blizzard raging so severe that pilot who is going to bring the serum will be risking his life to make that flight.  She does pray to that statue of Jesus, after which the pilot, who has had to bail out of his plane, manages to get to a farmhouse, where the farmer calls the hospital to tell them the serum has arrived.  Absent the prayer to an image of Jesus just prior to these events, we would never have concluded that God intervened to save her baby.  We’d have simply said to ourselves, “Well, that was a close call!”

After he has been exonerated, Manny goes to the insane asylum to tell Rose the good news, but she continues to stare off into space, saying it doesn’t matter.  He says to the nurse, “I guess I was hoping for a miracle.”  She replies, “They happen, but it takes time.”  The epilogue tells us that Rose was released from the hospital after two years.

Just as we were not bothered by the Rosary and Manny’s prayers during the trial, so too do we think nothing of this conversation about a miracle regarding Rose’s recovery. People speak of miracles figuratively all the time, meaning nothing more than a positive outcome that is unlikely.  So, it is only the literal miracle involving the picture of Jesus that ruins the movie.

There are movies, even those set in the twenty-first century, where miracles are perhaps more acceptable. If the movie lets us know from the outset that it is religious in nature, such as God’s Not Dead (2014), where God, we are invited to believe, keeps a reverend from being able to leave town so that he can get the dying atheist professor to ask for God’s forgiveness and be saved (i.e., so we can see the atheist crawl in the end), the miracle is at least in keeping with what has come before.  It doesn’t matter whether you regard this as a good movie or not.  The point is that the miracle is not unexpected, since we have been prepared for something like that from the beginning.

In the case of The Wrong Man, however, we have not been so prepared.  Up to the point of the miracle, this is the most realistic movie Hitchcock ever directed, and thus the fantastic miracle really seems out of place. When out of the blue, a miracle occurs as a means to resolving a dramatic difficulty, it comes across as a deus ex machina, a contrived and artificial solution to a problem that seems unsolvable.  In the case of The Wrong Man, however, the miracle could have been left out, and we would have accepted the arrest of the man who actually held up the insurance company as something that could easily have happened. So, we get the disadvantage of a deus ex machina, as something contrived, without any benefit, since there was no need for such a drastic solution to Manny’s problem in the first place.

In addition to movies that announce their religious themes up front, I suppose it is worth mentioning that we never object to miracles in a comedy, as in Here Comes Mr. Jordan (1941).  And whatever misgivings we have about miracles ordinarily understood, in which God intervenes for someone’s benefit, we usually are much more receptive to evil miracles, as it were, as when Satan intervenes for his own wicked reasons, as in The Exorcist (1973).

The problem with depicting a miracle in modern times is not only, as Gibbon says, that we are reticent to accept the occurrence of genuine miracles in the modern age.  It is also the fact that the supposed occurrence of such encourages reflection on the problem of evil, to wit, if there really is an all-powerful, loving God, then why is there so much sin and suffering in the world?  For a lot of religious people, this is not a problem. They have their pat answers, involving such things as free will, God’s divine plan, and the sin of questioning the ways of God in the first place.

But for others, even those that are otherwise religious, such thoughts are disturbing, precipitating a whole raft of questions they would rather not think about:  Why did God let all these bad things happen to Manny and Rose in the first place, when he could have made sure the bad guy was caught right away?  Why was a prayer necessary to bring about the miracle, and if it was, why did Manny’s previous prayers not suffice? What was God waiting for?  And given the success he had the first time, why didn’t Manny just go back to the picture of Jesus and work up another miracle to get Rose out of the mental institution right away?  (The movie says Rose was all right after a couple of years, but I have read that she never really did completely recover.)

All these questions interfere with our enjoyment of the movie.  And this is regrettable, since the movie would have been just fine with no miracle at all.

Rich and Strange (1931)

Rich and Strange is a second-rate movie, made all the more disappointing by the fact that it was directed by Alfred Hitchcock.  We expect more from Hitchcock, so we feel let down when we watch one of his inferior films.  However, this is frequently the case with his earlier efforts.  Nevertheless, I found the movie interesting because of its attitude toward love and marriage.

Fred and Emily are a married couple.  Fred is disgruntled.  He is tired of his job, the routine of domesticity, and the kind of entertainment afforded him and his wife by the radio and the movies.  Emily appears to be satisfied with their situation, but Fred is frustrated that he cannot provide for her properly.  But mostly, he wants the “good things of life.”  There is a painting of a ship that he points to, indicating that he wants adventure.  He is irritated that Emily seems so content, thinking she ought to want more.  In his exasperation, he flings something at their cat to get him off the table.  Finally, he concludes, “I think the best place for us is a gas oven.”  Needless to say, Emily is appalled, noting that they have a plenty of food and a roof over their heads.  And needless to say, Fred is not impressed.  This is a reversal from what we usually see in the movies, where it is the nagging wife who is dissatisfied and wishes her husband could make more money so that she could have nicer things.

A common plot point in a fairy tale is for someone to get his wish, only for things to go terribly wrong.  Presumably, the point is to make us content with our lot.  In any event, as in a fairy tale, a letter arrives from Fred’s uncle, who has decided to give Fred an advance on his inheritance so that he can travel and enjoy life to the full.  He and Emily set sail from England, heading first to France before eventually ending up in the Far East.

On board the ship, Fred gets seasick, leaving Emily enough free time to make friends with Commander Gordon, with whom she soon falls in love, though hesitantly.  Fred finally recovers, meets a princess, with whom he soon falls in love without any hesitation whatsoever.  He is so obvious about it that Emily forms an even stronger attachment to Gordon.

And it is here that we get the first indication that this movie has an unusual attitude toward love.  Emily asks Gordon if he has ever been in love, and he replies, “No, I can’t say that I have.”  Gordon is played by Percy Marmont, an actor who was about thirty-eight years old at the time, so we can figure that Gordon is supposed to be a man in his thirties as well.  The idea that a man could reach that age never having been in love is preposterous.  So, we have to assume that what most of us would call “love,” this movie would dismiss as puppy love, infatuation, or simply lust.  In other words, this movie has an idealistic notion of love, from which vantage point it is assumed that the only way for a (heterosexual) man to still be a bachelor in his thirties would be if either he had never truly been in love, or if his true love was unrequited, something he never completely got over.

At the same time, Emily espouses a grim view of love.  She says that because she loves Fred, she wants him to think well of her, but because he is so clever, he frequently makes her feel foolish.  In other words, he belittles her with his “cleverness.”  She goes on to say that love makes people timid.  They are frightened when they are happy and sadder when they are sad.  Everything is multiplied by two, such as sickness and death.  That’s why she is so happy with Gordon, she says, because he is not clever, and if he were to tire of talking to her and excuse himself, it would not be a big deal.  They agree that it is lucky they are not in love.  But then she concludes that love is a wonderful thing.  In other words, love justifies all the misery it puts people through, which is an essential feature of this movie’s sentimental notions of love.

Things eventually reach the point where Fred and the princess are going to run off together, and Emily is going to leave Fred and marry Gordon.  But Gordon makes the mistake of telling Emily how much he despises Fred, that he is a sham, just a “great baby masquerading as a big, strong man.”  He then goes on to mention that the “princess” is actually an adventuress who wants Fred only for his money.  That brings out Emily’s pity.  She leaves Gordon to go back to Fred, noting at one point that a wife is more than half a mother to her husband.

When she gets back to their room, she finds Fred and the princess making arrangements to leave.  Speaking sotto voce, the princess tells Emily she was a fool not to go with Gordon, for then both women would have benefited, after which she leaves, ostensibly to let Fred and Emily speak to each other alone.  Now, Gordon may have made a mistake bad mouthing Fred to Emily, but she turns around and not only tells Fred what Gordon said, but also that she realized he was telling the truth, so that’s why she came back to him.  When she repeats to Fred that Gordon said he was a sham and a bluff, Fred says he ought to smash him.  But Emily says that Gordon wouldn’t be afraid of him because he knows that Fred is a coward.  The reason she came back, she says, is that she now realizes that all along she had dressed up his faults as virtues, and that he would be lost without her.  Well, Fred would have to be the cowardly worm Emily says he is in order for him to remain married to her after she said all that.

Meanwhile, the princess takes off with £1,000 pounds of Fred’s money (about $80,000 today).  Almost broke, they catch a cheap ship to get back home, but it almost sinks and they are abandoned.  However, a Chinese junk comes along, the crew of which are intent on salvage.  Fred and Emily board the ship.  One of the crew gets tangled up in the lines, struggles, and then drowns.  The rest of the crew simply watch, with no one making a move to help him.  Back in those days, it was believed that people in the Orient were indifferent to the suffering of others, and this movie reflects that notion.

While Fred and Emily are on the Chinese junk, a woman has a baby. From the way they look at each other, there seems to be the suggestion that Fred and Emily are inspired to have a baby themselves, now that they are reconciled. Back home, Fred wonders whether they can get a “pram” (baby carriage) up the stairs, and Emily responds that they are going to have to get a bigger place anyway, presumably because they will need an extra bedroom.  So, it looks as though the baby is a done deal.

But I could not help wondering, “Whose baby is it?” The movie is not explicit about how far these two went with their philandering, although one gets the sense that Fred and the “princess” went all the way, while Emily and Gordon never went beyond kissing. But with these old movies, so much is left to the imagination that it is hard to tell.

Then again, even if we assume that Emily and Gordon did not have sex, I can’t help but wonder how long it will take Fred to start wondering whose baby it is.

And in any event, if Fred gets so irritated with their cat, what is he going to be like when the squalling baby arrives?

Are we really supposed to regard this as a happy ending?

Lifeboat (1944)

Lifeboat is a movie made during World War II, directed by Alfred Hitchcock.  It begins with a freighter that was on its way from America to England, having been sunk by a German U-boat.  The captain of the U-boat gave orders to fire upon the lifeboats, after which the U-boat itself is sunk.  One lifeboat manages to survive, and one by one it is populated by British and Americans of all walks of life. Finally, Willi (Walter Slezak), a German, is pulled aboard.  Some, such as a John Kovac (John Hodiak), who worked in the engine room, want to throw the German overboard, while columnist Connie Porter (Tallulah Bankhead), radioman Stanley “Sparks” Garrett (Hume Cronyn), and industrialist Charles Rittenhouse (Henry Hull) (i.e., a woman and two weak men, appeasers all) argue successfully that they should let the German stay.

As the movie progresses, we see that while the British and Americans share what they have with the German, he conceals from them that he has a flask of water, some food and energy tablets, and a compass, by which he tries to steer them away from Bermuda and toward an area of the ocean occupied by German ships.  He further conceals that he was the captain of the U-boat.

Of particular interest is Gus Smith (William Bendix), who has been wounded in the leg. When we find out that he loves to dance, we know right then his leg is doomed.  Sure enough, it becomes gangrenous.  As it turns out, Willi was a surgeon before the war and says that he can amputate.  We get the sense that he enjoys the idea of removing Gus’s leg, much like the sadistic doctor in King’s Row (1942), who unnecessarily amputates the legs of Ronald Reagan.  Gus does not want to have his leg removed, saying he’d rather die than live with one leg, because he is afraid that he will lose Rosie, the girl back home whom he loves.  He fears that she might not want to marry him if he comes back without one of his legs, especially since she loves to dance as much as Gus does.  To make matters worse, Gus has a rival, Al Magaroulian, whom Rosie used to date, and who is also a good dancer, even though fallen arches have kept him out of the war.  Gus is afraid Rosie will go back to Al if he has his leg removed.  But eventually he relents, and Willi performs the surgery with no better anesthetic than brandy.

Later in the movie, while everyone is sleeping lethargically from dehydration, Gus catches Willi sipping a drink of water from his flask.  To keep Gus from telling the others about the water, Willi pushes him overboard.  When the others awaken from hearing Gus’s cries for help, they realize Gus has drowned, and they ask Willi why he didn’t do something.  Willi does not, of course, tell them that he pushed Gus overboard to keep him from talking.  Instead, he tells them that Gus voluntarily jumped overboard, and that he thought it would be best not to do anything about it:

You can’t imagine how painful it was to me.  All night long, to watch him turning and suffering and nothing I could do for him….  The best way to help him was to let him go.  I had no right to stop him, even if I wanted to.  A poor cripple dying of hunger and thirst. What good could life be to a man like that?

It probably didn’t help that earlier in the movie, when the passengers in the lifeboat were voting on whether to throw Willi overboard, he heard Gus vote to toss him into the ocean.

Then the other passengers find out about the water and food that Willi has been concealing.  They attack Willi, both the men and the women, forcing him overboard and to his death.  But one person does not take part in the attack.  It is Joe “Charcoal” Spencer (Canada Lee), an African American.  The idea seems to be that killing Willi is essentially a lynching, something that Joe would be sensitive about and find repugnant. He even tries to stop the nurse, Alice MacKenzie (Mary Anderson), from participating in the killing, though she breaks away from him.

More likely, the true motivation was external to the film, in that those who made the movie were afraid that theaters in the South would have refused to show a movie in which a black man takes part in the killing of a white man, even if that white man is a Nazi.  In fact, earlier in the movie, when they were voting on whether to throw Willi overboard, Rittenhouse asks Joe how he wants to vote. Joe asks, “Do I get to vote too?” When told that he does, he says, “Guess I’d rather stay out of this.” This too was probably to placate the South, which would have bristled at seeing Joe get to vote right alongside white people.  Instead, southern audiences were undoubtedly pleased to see that this Negro knew his place.

One of the women brought aboard the lifeboat has a baby that drowned.  Eventually, they decide to give the baby a burial at sea. The passengers know that a prayer is in order, but are not sure which one. Rittenhouse says that any prayer will do, and he begins saying Psalm 23, the one that begins, “The Lord is my shepherd….”  However, Rittenhouse begins to falter after a couple of lines. But then Joe picks up where he left off, for he knows the entire thing by heart, and finishes it reverently.  One might suppose that the movie is depicting this as something admirable, but it is actually condescending.  African Americans in the old movies were always allowed to be more religious than white people, not because they were better than white people, morally speaking, but because their lesser intelligence made it possible for them to embrace their simple beliefs with an unquestioning faith.  In movies like The Green Pastures (1936) and Imitation of Life (1934 and 1959), it is clear that their religious notions are naïve and childlike, something white people approve of in black folks with an affectionate smile, but would be incapable of taking seriously themselves.

After they kill Willi, they realize that he was the only one who knew enough and had strength enough to row them to safety. Rittenhouse says, “When we killed the German, we killed our motor.”  But Joe says, “We still got a motor,” as he looks up toward the heavens.  Rittenhouse is dismissive when he realizes Joe is talking about God.  Here again, religion enters the movie through an acceptable vehicle, through a black man, while the white people remain skeptical, thereby retaining their dignity.  All this is a prejudice of the movies I’m talking about here, not necessarily how things were in real life.

Joe is only one of two people on the boat that is married, the other being Mrs. Higley (Heather Angel), the woman with the dead baby. That leaves the way open for romantic possibilities.  Sparks ends up proposing to Alice, who had been having an affair with a married man and was miserable on account of it.  She accepts his proposal.  Kovac seems to be angry at the world, especially at Rittenhouse, who is a capitalist, while Kovac is a prole.  And he resents the fact that Connie is high class.  Little by little, she loses the symbols of her wealth, her mink and her diamond bracelet, for example.  As a woman stripped of such adornments, she might be suitable for Kovac.  Finally, it turns out that she is from the same side of the tracks as Kovac.  She uses her lipstick to put her initials on his chest, right alongside all the other initials of women tattooed on his torso.  We wish Sparks and Alice happiness with their marriage.  As for Kovac and Connie, they’d better just make it a fling.

Eventually, there is another sea battle, and it becomes clear that they will soon be picked up by an Allied ship, but not before they pull another German aboard who proves to be just as bad as Willi, though he is weak and soon overpowered, leaving the survivors to wonder, “What are you going to do with people like that?”

Yes, Nazis are evil, but are we all that good?  Consider Willi’s justification for letting Gus drown.  The lie that Willi thinks will be an acceptable justification for “allowing” Gus to drown is actually repugnant to the other survivors, who listen to his words in horror. And we who watch this movie are likewise repulsed by Willi’s callous remarks.  But now let us ask ourselves why those who made this movie (John Steinbeck, Jo Swerling, and Alfred Hitchcock) put this into the story.  We already knew Willi was evil before he killed Gus. When Mrs. Higley tells Willi he killed her baby when he ordered the lifeboats to be fired upon, Willi is so bored that he yawns and lies down to get some sleep.  She becomes so distraught that she drowns herself. But if a murder on the lifeboat was needed to really drive home the point that Willi was evil, it was not Gus that had to be killed.  It could have been Connie who saw Willi sneaking a sip of water.  When she confronts him, he snaps her neck and dumps her overboard.  That would certainly make it clear that Willi was evil!  But I suspect people would have hated that movie.

The point is that those who made this movie had a special reason for killing Gus off beyond making it clear that Willi was evil, which was overdetermined in any event. They did it to make those in the audience feel better, believing that the audience would have been uneasy if the movie had ended with Gus still alive in that lifeboat.  (It is for a similar reason that the mother with the dead baby had to commit suicide, because it would have been depressing to still have her alive at the end of the movie too.)  Sure, Rosie might not have cared about Gus’s leg, marrying him anyway because she truly loved him.  In a movie like The Best Years of Our Lives (1946), Hollywood could make sure that things would turn out that way.  In that movie, Cathy O’Donnell marries Harold Russell, despite the fact that both of his forearms have been replaced by prostheses, and despite the fact that her parents wanted her to break off the engagement.  But in real life, we know things do not always work out that way.  Rosie and Gus were not even engaged.  Instead of being like O’Donnell, Rosie might have tried to put a good face on the situation for a couple of months and then broken up with Gus and gone back to Al Magaroulian.  Since this movie is limited to what happens in and about that lifeboat, Hollywood could not guarantee a happy ending for Gus and Rosie, leaving the audience with dark forebodings as to what will happen when Gus gets back home.

Furthermore, the movie even indicates that Rosie will not remain true to Gus.  When Kovac and Connie try to convince Gus he needs to have his leg amputated, he refuses, saying he doesn’t want to live with just one leg.  (In a way, he is in agreement with Willi.)  Connie gives Gus a long, sentimental talk about how women are, how Rosie would be heartbroken to find that Gus allowed himself to die because he didn’t have faith in her.  Gus finally seems persuaded, but Connie turns away, saying, sotto voce, “God forgive me.”  By this we are to understand that she knows Rosie will not stick with Gus, and we know we are supposed to agree with her assessment.

And so, rather than leave the audience suspecting that Rosie would desert Gus, which would have been depressing, those who made this movie killed Gus off, allowing the audience to leave the theater feeling much better about the movie than if Gus had lived.  You might even say that Gus’s death was necessary for there to be a happy ending.  But does that not imply that those who made this movie were essentially in agreement with Willi when he asked, “What good could life be to a man like that?”  If they were right in their assessment of the audience’s reaction to an ending in which Gus is still alive, then does that not imply that the audience at that time felt the way Willi did?  Of course, there is a big difference between saying a man is better off dead and saying that the death of that man made the story better.  But both stem from the same sentiment.

And so, just as the audience gets the consolation of religion through Joe, while not being guilty of indulging in his silly superstitions, so too does the audience get the benefit of evil through Willi, while not being guilty of consciously wanting it.

Saboteur (1942) and Shadow of a Doubt (1943)

In the early 1940s, Alfred Hitchcock made two movies in with a common theme:  appearances can be deceiving.  The first one, Saboteur, is preposterous; the second, Shadow of a Doubt, is disturbing.

In Saboteur, Frank Fry (Norman Lloyd) sabotages the aircraft plant where he is working, but the police think Barry Kane (Robert Cummings) did it.  And so, Barry has to flee from the police in order to find Fry so he can clear himself.  Along the way, he has to kidnap Pat Martin (Priscilla Lane) because she thinks he is the saboteur and would otherwise go to the police.

“You look like a saboteur,” Pat says to Barry accusatively.  Inasmuch as Barry is played by Robert Cummings, what are we to make of this remark?

First of all, there is reality. We all know that as a general rule, saboteurs do not have a distinctive look. Now, inasmuch as World War II had just broken out, I suppose that if Barry had been Japanese or German, her remark would have been appropriate. Of course, today we would call that racial profiling, but since this movie was made in 1942, she could have gotten away with it. But Barry does not appear to be either German or Japanese.  (No, I didn’t forget about the Italians, who were also one of the Axis Powers.  But as I noted in a previous review, even in World War II, Hollywood always portrayed Italians as good guys, or as gangsters who were patriotic about America.)

Second, there is type casting. A movie producer might call up an agent and say, “We’re making a spy movie. Do you have anyone who looks like a saboteur? If so, send him over for an interview.” And then the agent might send over someone like Norman Lloyd. But he would not send over Robert Cummings.

Because neither reality nor typecasting would make anyone say of Robert Cummings that he looks like a saboteur, it is odd that Pat would think that he does.  Furthermore, she has a very good reason for thinking he is a saboteur, which has nothing to do with his looks. When she first met him, she saw that he was wearing handcuffs, and she realized that he was the fugitive the police were looking for.

Actually, it is precisely because Barry does not look like a saboteur that he is able to avoid the police. Earlier in the movie, Barry is arrested.  After he gets out of the police car, he jumps from the bridge into the river below. The truck driver that had earlier given him a ride recognizes him, and he misdirects the police so that Barry can escape. Now, why would anyone do that? I would have helped the police by pointing out where Barry was hiding. All we can conclude is that the truck driver figured Barry did not look like a criminal, so he helped him escape.

Barry takes shelter in the house of a blind man, Philip Martin.  It is here that Pat makes her entrance into the movie, because she is his niece.  When she arrives at her uncle’s house shortly after Philip and Barry have become acquainted, she sees the handcuffs that her uncle already knew about on account of his acute hearing. She says he should have turned Barry in to the police. Her uncle accuses her of being cruel. He assures her that Barry is not dangerous. And besides, he argues, a man is innocent until proven guilty. Now, because Philip is blind, he obviously cannot be coming to these incredible conclusions simply on account of Barry’s looks.  However, he can hear the sound of Barry’s voice, and by virtue of that kind of appearance, Philip tells Pat that he can see intangible things like innocence.

Pat pretends to go along with what her uncle wants, which is to take Barry to a blacksmith to get the handcuffs off, but she tries to take him to the police instead. That doesn’t work, however, and after some complications, they find themselves in the company of some circus freaks. Some of them want to turn Barry over to the police, who are inspecting the circus trucks, but the deciding vote is the bearded lady who blathers about how fine it is that Pat has stuck with Barry through his difficulties, and therefore they must be good people. This makes about as much sense as when earlier a man and a woman saw Barry kidnap Pat, dragging her into the car against her will, and the woman said, “My, they must be terribly in love.”

What these three instances—that of the truck driver, Uncle Philip, and the freaks—have in common is that appearances, in one form or another, make people decide to thwart the police and help the fugitive. Toward the end of the movie, Tobin (Otto Krüger), one of the villains, says of Barry that he is noble, fine, and pure, and that is why he is misjudged by everyone. But save for the police, Barry is not misjudged by others. The point of this remark is to show just how much evil foreigners underestimate Americans. The idea is that Americans, being basically noble, fine, and pure, can readily see the goodness in others, which is why they are willing to help a fugitive from justice escape from the police: they can just tell from Barry’s appearance that he is noble, fine, and pure.  Of course, Otto Krüger is of German descent, which is why he was selected to play this part.

If this movie had been intended to alert Americans of the danger of enemy agents in their midst during World War II, it would have cast against type, letting Otto Krüger or Norman Lloyd play Barry, the innocent man, and letting Robert Cummings play Frank Fry, the saboteur, or Tobin, the chief villain.  Then the movie would have driven home the point that you cannot tell by a person’s appearances whether he is good or evil.  In such a movie, Pat’s remark that Barry looks like a saboteur would make sense, but the truck driver, Uncle Philip, and the circus freaks would have to be suspicious of Barry instead of trusting.  Instead, the movie seems intended to assure the wartime audience that they could just rely on appearances, which is a much more comforting notion.

We cannot completely blame Hitchcock for all this, because he thought Robert Cummings was wrong for the role, on account of his “comic face.”  And perhaps it was in reaction to the casting of this movie that he decided to make Shadow of a Doubt (1943) the next year, in in which appearances, instead of being dependable, turn out to be deceptive.  In this movie, Joseph Cotten plays Charlie Oakley, a man that murders rich widows.  Needless to say, audiences in 1943 watching a movie about a serial killer would have expected to see someone like Laird Cregar, not Joseph Cotten.

The weakest part of Shadow of a Doubt is the part that involves the detectives. Nothing really makes sense. They want a picture of Oakley so they can show it to witnesses to see if he is the Merry Widow serial killer. All they need to do is bring him in for questioning and take his picture. Failing that, they could have photographed him when he walked right toward them at the beginning of the movie. After he walks past them, they follow him. What for? Do they think that by following him, they will catch him in the act of killing another widow? I could go on, but what would be the point? Suffice it to say that everything involving these detectives is unrealistic. And it is a shame, because with a few changes in the script, they could have been left out entirely.

It is the rest of the movie, the parts where the detectives play no significant role, that the movie really engages us. When the it begins, it is clear that Oakley has just killed another widow, after first getting his hands on her money. But it is not the money he cares about. He hates these women, and it gives him great satisfaction to kill them. But now, thoroughly sated from his recent murder, he is weary, listlessly lying in bed, with some of the money carelessly allowed to fall on the floor. He finally decides to visit his sister and sends her a telegram.

Meanwhile, his niece, young Charlie (Teresa Wright), is first seen lying supine in bed in a way that matches her uncle when we first saw him, giving us just a hint of incest. Her fascination with her uncle is a little unsettling in this regard. They both have the same name, and she is convinced that they are alike, that they have a special connection between them. At first, she too is listless, as her uncle was, but she suddenly decides to send him a telegram, inviting him to visit them, right after he has sent her mother a telegram saying that he is coming.

When her uncle arrives, he gives Charlie a ring, which has an engraving on the inside, “T.S. from B.M.” Later, she reads in the paper that the initials of the deceased husband of a recently murdered widow were “B.M.” Both “T.S” and “B.M.” are abbreviations for expressions involving fecal matter, “tough shit” and “bowel movement” respectively, which is a way of suggesting something foul associated with the beautiful emerald ring. The evil hidden underneath beauty is the theme of this movie.

In a similar way, the town where young Charlie lives is one of those warm, wholesome towns, representing the goodness of America, and good-looking Uncle Charlie is the evil hidden within that town. But that is not the most disturbing example of this theme. We find such evil in young Charlie herself. As the movie keeps emphasizing, and as she keeps insisting, she and her Uncle Charlie are very much alike. And that means that she has her dark side too. Because young Charlie is played by Teresa Wright, a wholesome looking young woman, rather than an actress whom we might see playing a femme fatale in a film noir, the contrast between her innocent appearance and the evil within her is stark.

When she figures out that her uncle is the Merry Widow murderer, she does not turn the ring over to the police and tell them what she knows. Instead, she merely insists that he leave town, so that her mother will not be hurt by the knowledge of what her brother really is. And she does this even when she knows who his next victim will be, a widow he meets in town, and who will be leaving on the same train. This would have made her an accomplice to his next and subsequent murders had he simply left town as she wanted.

In another scene, she tells her uncle that she wants to kill him. And so she does. The scene in which she pushes him into the path of the oncoming train can be understood as merely the accidental result of her effort to get away from him, and it would have been an act of self-defense in any event. But what happens matches what she says she wanted to do. Of course, there is no way her dark side is anything like that of her uncle, the main difference being that her uncle had a head injury when he was young, which allowed his dark side to flourish. But the evil in her is there nevertheless. And so, the movie seems to say, in all of us.

The 39 Steps (1935)

Speaking as a bachelor, one who has never even lived with a woman, let alone been married to one, I can only look upon marriage as an outsider, gleaning what information I can from those with experience in the matter.  I gather that marriage suits some people, others not so much.

Even people who are in love and looking forward to a life of connubial bliss will, in anticipating the wedding, refer to it affectionately as “tying the knot.” But the idea of being “handcuffed to a woman” would be an unlikely metaphor, if one wished to suggest a pleasant coupling with a permanent companion of the fair sex.  Rather, that expression would put the idea of marriage in a bad light.  It is not as bad, however, as referring to one’s wife as “the old ball and chain,” for at least handcuffs allow the woman the dignity of being an equal partner in that misery.

Although The 39 Steps is similar to other movies directed by Alfred Hitchcock where an innocent man gets caught up in a situation in which he must flee from the police while pursuing some spies in hopes of proving his innocence, such as Saboteur (1942) or North by Northwest (1959), it is unique among them as being the only one in which the protagonist is literally handcuffed to a woman for some time during the movie.  As such, we cannot help but think of their situation figuratively as well, in the sense referred to above. It should not be surprising, then, that the theme of marriage as an unpleasant business recurs throughout The 39 Steps.

At the beginning of this movie, we see a man enter a place called Music Hall, somewhere in London, purchasing a ticket for a seat in the “stalls,” which is British for the central seats up front in a theater. Just as he sits down, the Master of Ceremonies introduces a man called Mr. Memory, a man with a photographic memory, who has memorized millions of facts about sports, geography, history, and science.  He asks the audience to challenge Mr. Memory with questions. “Ladies first,” he says. With this, the theme of misogamy gets underway.

“Where’s my old man been since last Saturday?” a woman hollers out.  There are jeers from others in the audience, purporting to answer her question:

“On the booze!”

“In quod [prison]!”

“Out with his bit [young woman]!”

The jokes being over, the audience begins asking serious questions, mostly about sports.  Whenever Mr. Memory answers a question in great detail, he asks, “Am I right, sir?”  The response is always in the affirmative.

But questions implying the sorry state of marriage persist.  When a man asks what causes pip [infectious coryza] in poultry, his wife scolds him, saying, “Don’t make yourself so common.”

When someone asks, who was the last British heavyweight champion of the world, someone yells out, “My old woman!”  Mr. Memory gives a serious answer to the question, then asking, “Am I right, sir?”  He is assured that he is right.

Someone asks how old Mae West is.  Mr. Memory says, “I know, sir, but I never tell a lady’s age.”

Finally, the man we saw entering Music Hall in the beginning turns out to be played by Robert Donat, who asks how far Winnipeg is from Montreal.  The purpose of this question is to let us know he is from Canada and just visiting. We later find out his name is Richard Hannay.

The man who asked how old Mae West is keeps asking, becoming belligerent. A policeman goes over to restrain the man, and a scuffle breaks out involving several members of the audience, fists flying.  The Master of Ceremonies makes a final crack about marriage, saying, “Gentlemen, gentlemen, please! You’re not at home!”

We see a pistol firing a shot and then another shot.  Panic breaks out, everyone heading for the exit. Hannay gets thrown together with a good-looking woman and helps her out the door.  When outside, she asks, “May I come home with you?”

“What’s the idea?” he replies.

“I’d like to,” she says.

“It’s your funeral,” he shrugs, another case in which the figurative will turn out to be literal.

We assume Hannay thought she was trying to pick him up, and he was agreeable to the idea of having sex with her.  That’s not much of a sin, not even by the standards of 1935, but he will soon be punished disproportionately for it, nevertheless.

As it turns out, she is a spy, going by the name of Annabella Smith.  She says she is “freelance,” meaning she works for whoever pays her the most money. She refuses to say which country she is from, but she is played by Lucie Mannheim, a German actress, and she speaks with a foreign accent. At the moment, she is working for England, trying to prevent a secret vital to the air defense of England from leaving the country.  She had followed two spies to Music Hall, but when they spotted her, she fired two shots with her pistol to create a diversion.

She should have asked herself why those two spies would be at Music Hall, because that was an important clue, as we find out at the end of the movie.  In any event, she tells Hannay that the two spies are with the 39 Steps, without exactly explaining what that is.  Heading this organization, she says, is a dangerous man with a joint missing on the pinky of his right hand.  She asks Hannay for a map of Scotland, saying there is a man she must meet there.

That having been established, let’s back up for a minute.  When Hannay and Annabella got on the bus just outside Music Hall, the two spies did not jump on the bus with them, so there is no indication they were followed. Hannay and Annabella got off at a hotel, where Hannay said he had just rented a furnished flat, so recently that there are still dust covers draped over the furniture. And yet, within ninety seconds of their entering the hotel, the spies are just outside, at a phone booth, trying to get Hannay on the phone.

Even if we allow that the spies surreptitiously followed them to the hotel, there is no way they could know which flat he had rented.  And even if they did, there is no way they could know what his phone number was.  And what would that conversation on the phone have been like anyway?  “Mr. Hannay,” I suppose they might ask, “may we speak to Annabella, please?”  In any event, Annabella tells Hannay not to answer the phone.

Hannay tells Annabella she can sleep in his bed, pausing just long enough to titillate us, before adding that he’ll sleep on the couch.  Early the next morning, Annabella staggers into the living room with a knife in her back, clutching the map of Scotland, telling Hannay he will be next.  Then the phone starts ringing again.

I had enough trouble trying to imagine the reason for the first phone call.  This one really stumps me.  Let’s try to imagine it anyway in a conversation between the spies:

Spy Number 1:  Did you kill Annabella?

Spy Number 2:  Stabbed her with a knife.

Spy Number 1:  Did you kill Hannay while you were up there?

Spy Number 2: What for?

Spy Number 1:  Annabella may have told him everything she knows.  I’ll try getting him on the phone again.

Spy Number 2:  What for?

Spy Number 1:  If he is still home, you can run back up there and kill him too.

Meanwhile, there is phone call that did not take place.  Had I been in Hannay’s position, I would have called the police and explained what happened. Instead, Hannay decides he will have to go to Scotland and find the man Annabella was going to see, so that that man can call the police and explain what happened.

In order to make his escape from the two spies waiting outside the hotel, he tries to bribe the milkman into lending him his coat and hat as a disguise.  He explains about the spies and the murdered woman in his flat, but the milkman doesn’t believe him.  Then he tries another approach. “Are you married?” he asks the milkman.

In keeping with this movie’s low regard for marriage, the milkman replies, “Yes, but don’t rub it in.”

Hannay says he is a bachelor, who has been having an affair with a married woman in the hotel, and the two men outside are her brother and husband. The milkman smiles, now a willing conspirator in helping Hannay get away, undoubtedly wishing that he were still a bachelor who could have sex with married women, the best kind of sex there is, and the safest too, aside from the danger posed by cuckolded husbands.

Hannay manages to make his escape that way.  He boards a train heading for Scotland.  The spies spot him and try to catch the train but fail.  In the compartment Hannay enters, a salesman in ladies’ lingerie is explaining to another man about his company’s new line of corsets, much prettier than the old sort.  To prove his point, he holds up an example of the old sort, a flat-boned corset.

“Brrr!” the other man replies, as if experiencing a chill.  “My wife!”

When the train stops, the salesman buys a newspaper.  It has a story about Hannay and the murdered woman, which Hannay is able to read while sitting across from the salesman.  The police board the train, looking for him. Hannay sees a woman, whose name we later learn is Pamela, played by Madeleine Carroll, alone in a compartment.  He enters and forcibly embraces her, kissing her, so the police will think they are lovers.  He apologizes, explains who he is, and claims to be innocent.  But when the police enter, she gives him away. Nevertheless, he manages to escape.

Using the map he removed from Anabella’s hand after she died, on which she had encircled a place called Alt-na-Shellac, Hannay tries getting there on foot. He arrives at a “croft,” which is what they called a small, rented farm in Scotland, with use of a shared pasturage.  He finds out from the crofter that there is an English professor at Alt-na-Shellac, but as it is fourteen miles away, he asks if the crofter can put him up for the night, which he agrees to do for “two and six,” but don’t expect me to translate British currency into American dollars.

They go to the man’s small house, where a woman is at the door.  As she appears to be much younger than the crofter, Hannay asks, “Your daughter?”

“My wife,” comes the curt reply.

Theirs is a miserable marriage.  All the previous digs at marriage were jests compared to this.  The woman is comely enough, not as good looking as Annabella, nor as pretty as Pamela, yet we feel she could have done better. But then, this is 1935, a time when women were much more in need of a husband as a way of making it in this world than they are today, so she probably had to take what she could get.  We sense she is attracted to Hannay, and we wish he could take her away from her husband, who is a mean-spirited, religious fanatic, but it was not meant to be.

If there is such a thing as a woman’s intuition, she has it in spades.  From his interest in a newspaper article about the murder, she figures out that he is Hannay.  He admits everything, and she believes his explanation.  The crofter can tell something is going on between them, but he figures it is sexual. In the middle of the night, she sees a car approaching, and she wakes Hannay, telling him it must be the police.  When the crofter catches them, Hannay tells him about his situation.  While the crofter is talking to the police, trying to find out if there is a reward, the woman helps Hannay escape, giving him a dark coat so he won’t be spotted.  She says that when her husband finds out it is missing, “He’ll pray at me, but no more.”  Hannay kisses her affectionately on the lips and leaves.  She looks down, sad to be left alone.  Later, when the crofter finds out about the missing coat, he hits her in the face.

With the police in pursuit, Hannay makes his way to Alt-na-Shellac. Unfortunately, it turns out that the professor who lives there, Professor Jordan, to be exact, has a missing joint on his right pinky. Presumably, Annabella did not realize that Jordan was the very man she warned Hannay about.

Jordan offers to let Hannay take the easy way out by committing suicide, presenting him with a pistol for that purpose.  Now, I would have agreed with the suggestion, taken the pistol from the Jordan, and then used it to make my way out of his house.  But that doesn’t occur to either man because this is a movie, and even in a good movie directed by Alfred Hitchcock, people do stuff they would never do in real life.

As a parenthetical aside, Jordan’s gun is a semi-automatic, but he refers to it as a revolver. I have lost count of the number of old movies I have seen where a semi-automatic is referred to as a revolver. On the other hand, I have never seen the reverse situation, a movie in which someone refers to a revolver as a semi-automatic.

Anyway, Hannay refuses to shoot himself, so Jordan shoots him instead. Hannay collapses, and Jordan believes him to be dead.  But it turns out that the crofter’s coat had his hymn book in it, which stopped the bullet.  When Hannay comes to, he makes it to the local sheriff’s office.  But the sheriff doesn’t believe him, and a handcuff is placed on his right hand.  At that point, Hannay crashes through the window and makes another escape.  He blends in with members of the Salvation Army marching down the street before leaving them and entering a place called Assembly Hall, where he is mistaken for the featured speaker.  While trying to bluff his way through a speech with a lot of platitudes, who should walk in the room but Pamela, the woman on the train, just one of those outrageous coincidences often found in the movies.  Soon after, the two spies enter the room, and Pamela, mistaking them for the police, informs them of what they already know, which is that the speaker is Hannay.

They “arrest” Hannay and insist that Pamela come along with them to the police station.  Hannay figures out that these men are not the police, but spies.  When the car is forced to stop on account of some sheep, one of the spies attaches the other end of the handcuff onto Pamela’s left wrist to keep Hannay from escaping, which he does anyway, dragging Pamela with him, unwillingly, since she still thinks the two men are the police.

After they get away, she tells him it is futile for him to go on like this, trying to escape.  “What chance have you got tied to me?” she asks.

Reminding us of the figurative sense of their situation, he replies, “That question’s for your husband.”

Because she still believes Hannay is a murderer, he is able to compel her cooperation with threats, along with some physical force.  He decides they will spend the night at an inn, pretending to be a married couple.  The owners of the inn are a married couple themselves, the husband smiling knowingly as Pamela signs them in, figuring they are only pretending to be married, but the wife believes they are married in fact, and she is happy for them, since they seem to her to be so very much in love.  Because Pamela is acting under duress, it is strange that the wife interprets her behavior in that way.  This is similar to a scene in Saboteur, in which a married couple witness Robert Cummings kidnapping Priscilla Lane, dragging her into a car against her will, and the wife says, “My, they must be terribly in love.”

Hannay and Pamela got wet hiding under a waterfall during their escape.  In their room, Pamela cannot remove her wet coat, of course, but she does remove her stockings, with Hannay’s hand following hers down to her feet as she does so.  Then they turn to the matter of the bed. Reluctant at first but resigned to the fact that they will have to share that bed, she climbs on it, Hannay following.

Possibly because of all the twin beds married couples used to occupy in old movies, there is the notion that a man and a woman in an old movie, even if they were married, could not both be on the same bed unless one of them had at least one foot on the floor.  That rule is nowhere the Production Code, and there are numerous movies in which this supposed rule is violated even though receiving the seal of approval from the Production Code Administration.  Still, it is interesting that while Hannay lies flat on the bed, his head resting on a pillow, Pamela falls asleep sitting up, resting against the headboard, rather than lying down next to him.

But just as we are accepting this situation of a man and woman in an old movie being on a bed together, we begin to wonder about their need to use the toilet.  That reminds me of a crude joke about when you know the honeymoon is over, but it would be indelicate of me to repeat it here. Suffice it to say that the movie leaves that to our imagination.

When Pamela wakes up, she manages, with some effort, to slide her hand out of the handcuff.  She starts to escape, but just as she leaves the room, she overhears the two spies down below, using the telephone, referring to the 39 Steps and something about Professor Jordan clearing out and picking up someone at the London Palladium.

Realizing that Hannay has been telling her the truth, she returns to the room. She looks at Hannay, still asleep in the bed, and she affectionately pulls the blanket up and around him so that he will be warm and comfy.  She wants to go back to sleep, but she can’t bring herself to get back in that bed with him, so she tries sleeping on the couch.  But the room is cold, and she is uncomfortable.  She looks back at Hannay and the blanket she covered him with.  She gets ahold of the blanket, slides it off him, and uses it to cover herself.  Now she is warm and comfy and able to go to sleep.  I wouldn’t know from personal experience, but I’ve been told that marriage is like that.

When Hannay wakes up the next morning, she tells him what happened.  The two of them head back to London.  Hannay goes to the London Palladium, which is a respectable establishment, catering to the middle class, as opposed to the rowdy, working-class patrons of Music Hall.  After all, someone like Professor Jordan would be out of place at Music Hall.  Pamela goes to Scotland Yard.  Having previously phoned them from the inn about the plot to smuggle vital secrets of the Air Ministry out of the country, she is told that they made inquiries, confirming that there are such secrets, but no papers are missing.

I guess we are supposed to forget that there is such a thing as microfilm and that pictures may have been taken of those papers, after which they were returned to keep anyone from realizing there has been mischief, much in the way Zachary Scott did in The Mask of Dimitrios (1944) or James Mason did in 5 Fingers (1952), which was based on a true story.

In any event, they let Pamela go so they can follow her, and she leads them to Hannay, just as Mr. Memory is being introduced.  At the same time, Hannay spots Jordan in a private box just to the right of the stage, and he sees him showing Mr. Memory his pocket watch, indicating that time is of the essence.  Just as Hannay is about to be taken into custody, he realizes that Mr. Memory is working with Jordan and has memorized the papers containing the vital secret.  Running back into the stalls, he demands, “What are the 39 Steps?” Mr. Memory hesitates.  When Hannay repeats the question, Mr. Memory answers, saying that the 39 Steps is an organization of spies.

Critics speculate as to why Mr. Memory answered the question about the 39 Steps truthfully.  I believe it was a point of pride with him.  He could not bring himself to say, “I don’t know.”

Just as Mr. Memory is about to say which country the 39 Steps works in behalf of, Jordan shoots Mr. Memory.  Jordan is captured, and Mr. Memory, in his dying moments, surrounded by Hannay, Pamela, and the police detectives, reveals the vital engineering secret he has memorized.  “Am I right, sir?” he asks.  Assured by Hannay that he is, Mr. Memory dies a happy man, glad that it’s now off his mind.

While this is happening, we see the right hand of Hannay and the left hand of Pamela come together and hold on to each other.  We gather that they will soon be handcuffed together again, only figuratively this time, by getting married. Notwithstanding the cynical attitude this movie has expressed about marriage throughout, we accept this as a happy ending.

Saboteur (1942) and Shadow of a Doubt (1943)

“Let’s see,” you are saying to yourself, “which Hitchcock movie was Saboteur?”  That was the one where the bad guy is hanging from the Statue of Liberty until he loses his grip and falls to his death.

Now that we’ve cleared that up, the bad guy’s name is Frank Fry (Norman Lloyd).  The movie begins in an airplane factory during World War II.  At the end of the day shift, Barry Kane (Robert Cummings) and his friend Ken Mason are heading to the counter where food is served when they bump into Fry, who spills his mail on the floor.  Barry picks it up to give it to him, but Fry is surly and unappreciative.  As Fry walks off, Barry sees a hundred-dollar bill that was left behind. Remembering the name he saw on the envelope, he finds Fry to give it back to him, but Fry takes the money without saying anything in the way of thanks.

Suddenly, fire breaks out where the planes are painted.  They all rush to that area.  Fry hands Barry the fire extinguisher, but Mason takes it from him and runs toward the fire.  We see Mason being consumed in an inferno.  It turns out that the extinguisher was filled with gasoline.

When interviewed by the police, Barry tells them what happened, but when it turns out there is no record of a Frank Fry working at the plant, they suspect that it was Barry that started the fire and knowingly handed Mason the gasoline-filled extinguisher. Barry gets away before the police can arrest him.  He decides he must find Fry to prove that he exists, thereby clearing himself of the charge.

It is a familiar trope, the innocent man eluding the police so that he can clear himself by bringing the guilty party to justice.  Has anything like that ever happened in real life? I doubt it.  But no matter how unrealistic that may be, it works quite well in the movies. And while on the subject of what is not realistic, I must say that there was absolutely no reason for Fry to hand Barry the extinguisher. Whoever got there first would pick up that extinguisher himself, there being no need for Fry to make sure that it happened. He should have been heading for the exit while everyone else was preoccupied.

Along the way, in his search for Fry, Barry has to kidnap Pat Martin (Priscilla Lane) because she thinks he is the saboteur, and she would otherwise go to the police. “You look like a saboteur,” Pat says to Barry accusatively. Inasmuch as Barry is played by Robert Cummings, what are we to make of this remark?

First of all, there is reality. We all know that as a general rule, saboteurs do not have a distinctive look. Now, inasmuch as World War II had just broken out, I suppose that if Barry had been Japanese or German (someone with blond hair and a slight accent), her remark would have been appropriate. But Barry does not appear to be either German or Japanese.  (No, I didn’t forget about the Italians, who were also one of the Axis Powers. But even in World War II, Hollywood always portrayed Italians as patriotic Americans, even if they were gangsters.)

Second, there is typecasting. A movie producer might call up Central Casting and say, “We’re making a spy movie. Do you have anyone who looks like a saboteur? If so, send him over for an interview.” And then they might send over someone like Norman Lloyd.

Or they might send over Alan Baxter, who plays Mr. Freeman, another saboteur. Baxter often played sinister characters, but in this movie, he is also effeminate, presumably a homosexual.  When this movie was made, explicit references to homosexuality were forbidden by the Production Code, so movies had to be content with queer flashes.  Believing Barry to be a fellow spy, Freeman talks to him about his family:

Freeman:  Sometimes I wish my younger child had been a girl.  In fact, my wife and I argue over a little idiosyncrasy I have.  I don’t want his hair cut short until he’s much older.  Do you think it’d be bad for him?

Barry:  I don’t know.  It might be.

Freeman:  When I was a child, I had long golden curls.  People used to stop to admire me.

Barry:  Things are different nowadays.  A haircut might save him a lot of grief.

Back when this movie was made, anyone who appeared to be a homosexual was either a weakling or a villain, both of which apply to Freeman.  In any event, when asked to send over someone that looked like a saboteur, Central Casting might send over Normal Lloyd or Alan Baxter, but they would not send over Robert Cummings.

Because neither reality nor typecasting would make anyone say of Robert Cummings that he looks like a saboteur, it is odd that Pat would say that he does.  Furthermore, she has a very good reason for thinking he is a saboteur, which has nothing to do with his looks. When she first met him, she saw that he was wearing handcuffs, and she realized that he was the fugitive the police were looking for.

Actually, it is precisely because Barry does not look like a saboteur that he is able to avoid the police. Earlier in the movie, Barry is arrested.  After he bolts from the police car when it had to come to a stop, he jumps from the bridge into the river below. The truck driver that had earlier given him a ride recognizes him, and he misdirects the police so that Barry can escape, giving Barry an “OK” hand signal. Now, why would he do that? I would have helped the police by pointing out where Barry was hiding. All we can conclude is that the truck driver figured Barry did not look like a criminal, so he helped him escape.

Barry takes shelter in the house of a blind man, Philip Martin.  It is here that Pat makes her entrance into the movie, because she is his niece.  When she arrives at her uncle’s house shortly after Philip and Barry have become acquainted, she sees the handcuffs that her uncle already knew about on account of his acute hearing. She says he should have turned Barry in to the police. Her uncle accuses her of being cruel. He assures her that Barry is not dangerous. And besides, he argues, a man is innocent until proven guilty. (That’s a nice piece of circular reasoning:  since he hasn’t been proven guilty, he is innocent; and an innocent man shouldn’t be turned over to the police.)  Now, because Philip is blind, he obviously cannot be coming to these incredible conclusions simply on account of Barry’s looks.  However, he can hear the sound of Barry’s voice, and by virtue of that kind of appearance, Philip tells Pat that he can see intangible things like innocence.

Pat pretends to go along with what her uncle wants, which is to take Barry to a blacksmith to get the handcuffs off, but she tries to take him to the police instead. That doesn’t work, however, and after some complications, they find themselves in the company of some circus freaks. Some of them want to turn Barry over to the police, who are inspecting the circus trucks, but the deciding vote belongs to the bearded lady, who blathers about how fine it is that Pat has stuck with Barry through his difficulties, and therefore they must be good people; much in the way, I suppose, that we know that Clyde Barrow and Bonnie Parker were good people on account of the way Bonnie stuck with Clyde through his difficulties too.  It makes about as much sense as when earlier a man and a woman saw Barry kidnap Pat, dragging her into a car against her will, and the woman said, “My, they must be terribly in love.”  Apparently, Barry doesn’t look like a rapist or a serial killer either.

What these three instances—that of the truck driver, the blind man, and the bearded lady—have in common is that appearances, in one form or another, make people decide to thwart the police and help the fugitive. Toward the end of the movie, Charles Tobin (Otto Krüger), one of the villains, says of Barry that he is noble, fine, and pure, and that is why he is misjudged by everyone. But save for the police, who are simply going by what evidence they have, Barry is not misjudged by others. The point of this mistaken remark is to show just how much evil foreigners underestimate Americans. The idea is that Americans, being basically noble, fine, and pure, can readily see the goodness in others, which is why they are willing to help a fugitive from justice escape from the police: they can just tell from Barry’s appearance that he is noble, fine, and pure.  Of course, Otto Krüger is of German descent, which is why he was selected to play this part.

There is one point in this movie where Barry’s appearance works against him.  He and Pat end up at a charity affair being given by a Mrs. Sutton, a wealthy woman that is also one of the spies.  It is here that the conversation with Tobin occurs.  Barry and Pat manage to escape onto the dance floor, where there are a lot of people that do not realize that Mrs. Sutton and Mr. Tobin are spies.  But when Barry tries to tell one of the guests that “the whole house is a hotbed of spies and saboteurs,” he is dismissed out of hand.  You see, it’s a formal affair, and as the guest points out to Barry, who is just wearing a suit, “You’re not even dressed.”  It all goes to show that ordinary citizens like the truck driver, the blind man, and the bearded lady are the real backbone of this country, while the snooty rich are more concerned with maintaining their privileges over the rabble than in protecting this country from the enemy.

There is a scene where Fry and his fellow saboteurs try to sink a ship as it is being launched.  It appears that Barry has thwarted him.  But later, while Fry is in a car, he looks out the window and sees a ship lying on its side in the water.  As long as that shot was going to be in the movie, Hitchcock should have let it appear that Fry was successful in his second act of sabotage.  Instead, we find ourselves wondering, “Well, did he sink that ship or not?”

That he might have sunk that ship led to objections on the part of the War Department, and Hitchcock said that the Navy opposed having this scene in the movie because it made it look as though they failed to do their job in protecting that ship.  So, while the government is printing posters that say, “Loose lips sink ships,” that same government doesn’t want us to think that ships actually get sunk.

This is followed by a scene in which Fry, in his effort to escape, runs into a movie theater.  Just as he starts firing his gun, someone in the movie starts firing his gun, making it difficult to tell which shots are real and which are part of the movie.

So, what with Pat’s initial reluctance to believe that Barry is innocent, the man at the ball refusing to believe Barry because he is not formally attired, and this scene in the theater, there are some gestures in this movie toward the message that appearances can be deceiving.  But overall, the casting works against this message, reassuring us that you can tell just by looking who is noble, fine, and pure on the one hand, and who is base, gross, and adulterated on the other.

If this movie had been intended to alert Americans of the danger of enemy agents in their midst during World War II, it would have cast against type, letting Otto Krüger, Norman Lloyd, or Alan Baxter play Barry, the innocent man, and letting Robert Cummings play one of the spies.  Then the movie would have driven home the point that you cannot tell by a person’s appearance whether he is good or evil.  Let’s imagine Norman Lloyd playing the role of Barry, the innocent man.  In such a movie, Pat’s remark that Barry looks like a saboteur would make sense, and the truck driver, the blind man, and the bearded lady would be suspicious of Barry instead of trusting. Finally, when the married couple see Barry dragging Pat into the car, they would immediately call the police.  Instead, the movie seems intent on assuring the wartime audience that they can just rely on appearances, which is a much more comforting notion.

Hitchcock complained about being forced to use Robert Cummings in this movie, thinking him wrong for the role, on account of his comic face.  Given this insistence on the part of Universal that he use Cummings in this movie, Hitchcock should have turned this fait accompli into an asset by making him be the saboteur.

Perhaps it was in reaction to the simplistic casting of that movie that he decided to make Shadow of a Doubt the next year, in in which appearances, instead of being dependable, turn out to be deceptive. In this movie, Joseph Cotten plays Charles “Charlie” Oakley, a man who murders rich widows. Needless to say, audiences in 1943, watching a movie about a serial killer, would have expected to see someone like Laird Cregar in the role of the killer, not Joseph Cotten.

As we watch the opening credits, the music we hear is “The Merry Widow Waltz,” played with just a hint of discord, while we see good-looking men dancing with older women.  The music is from The Merry Widow, an operetta about a woman who has inherited a lot of money from her deceased husband.  It was composed in 1905, and it was based on a play first performed in 1861.  The idea of a merry widow was the exact opposite of what was expected in those days.  In Gone with the Wind, after Scarlett’s first husband has died, she is miserable; not because he died, for she never loved him, but because of what she realizes is now required of her:

She was a widow and her heart was in the grave.  At least everyone thought it was in the grave and expected her to act accordingly….  Not for her the pleasures of unmarried girls.  She had to be grave and aloof….  The conduct of a widow must be twice as circumspect as that of a matron.

“And God only knows,” thought Scarlett…, “matrons never have any fun at all.  So widows might as well be dead.”

… Widows could never chatter vivaciously or laugh aloud.  Even when they smiled, it must be a sad, tragic smile.  And most dreadful of all, they could in no way indicate an interest in the company of gentlemen.  And should a gentleman be so ill bred as to indicate an interest in her, she must freeze him with a dignified but well-chosen reference to her dead husband.  Oh, yes, thought Scarlett, drearily, some widows do marry eventually, when they are old and stringy.  Though Heaven knows how they manage it, with their neighbors watching.

It must have been a great comfort to men in those days to know that in the event of their death, their wives could never again be truly happy.  And it must have been a comfort to married women as well, for they would have fumed at the idea that should some other woman happen to become a widow, she would be free once again to enjoy the pleasures of being single.

And if a merry widow should also be rich, like the one in the operetta, that would only add to the feelings of resentment, for it would bring to mind the idea of a husband who works hard, accumulates a sizable fortune, and then dies at an early age; after which, the wife, having gotten her hands on all that money, foolishly squanders it on some good-looking young man that will flatter her with attention.

Solon said that you should count no man happy until he is dead, for it is only then, in the words of Aristotle, that he is “beyond the reach of evils and misfortune.”  But as Aristotle goes on to say, we may even be reluctant to say that a man had a happy life if, after he dies, he is dishonored in some way. Though Aristotle does not give this as an example, yet the idea that a widow might fritter away her deceased husband’s entire fortune on some silly gigolo could be just the sort of thing Aristotle had in mind. In fact, the thoughts a man might have of his wife cavorting in this manner after he is dead might just drive him to an early grave.

I remember my mother telling me that the reason a man might be reluctant to buy life insurance is that he can’t stand the idea that his wife will spend all that money on some boyfriend.  And, as a matter of fact, six months after my father died, my mother got herself a facelift.  Another woman I knew had for years chafed under her husband’s insistence that they buy used cars only, drive them until they dropped, after which he would buy another used car. But when he died, she put him in the ground, and then went right out and bought herself a brand new luxury automobile.  “I earned it,” she said.  I’ve always thought of that line as being the divorced woman’s mantra, but I guess it works for widows too.

And then there was the suggestion of sexual license.  As they used to say in the days before the sexual revolution, once the pie has been cut, there’s no harm in helping yourself to another piece. Therefore, it was expected that a widow might more readily give in to her passions than would a maiden of younger years. In Horse Feathers (1932), Groucho Marx becomes president of a college, where his son, who has been in that college for twelve years, is “fooling around with the college widow.” Groucho tells him he’s ashamed of him, saying, “I went to three colleges in twelve years and fooled around with three college widows.”  Now, a college at that time might have denied admission to a divorced woman, a shameful status in those days.  But a widow was more to be pitied than censured.  Her innocence had to be presumed by those considering her admission to a college, even if suspicions lurked to the contrary; for her knowledge of the delights of sexual intimacy would no doubt leave her lusting for more.

In a lot of the Marx Brothers movies, Groucho would pursue some rich widow for her money, and more often than not, that widow would be played by Margaret Dumont.  She was in her late forties or fifties when these movies were made, and she had a matronly appearance.  Moreover, she was little bigger and taller than Groucho.  This made them a comic couple.  But in Horse Feathers, the college widow was supposed to be a threat to campus morality on account of her being sexually desirable and accessible, for which reason the role was played by Thelma Todd.

These negative attitudes toward widows are harbored by Charles Oakley.  Later in the movie, while sitting at the dinner table with his sister and her family, he compares women in a small town with those in the big city:

Women keep busy in towns like this. In the cities it’s different. Middle-aged widows, husbands dead, husbands who’ve spent their lives making fortunes, working and working, and then they die and leave their money to their wives, their silly wives. And what do the wives do, these useless women? You see them in the best hotels every day by the thousands, drinking the money, eating the money, losing the money at bridge, playing all day and all night, smelling of money. Proud of their jewelry, but of nothing else. Horrible, faded, fat, greedy women.

The weakest parts of Shadow of a Doubt are the scenes that involve the detectives, none of which make any sense. They want a picture of Oakley so they can show it to witnesses to see if he is the Merry Widow Killer. All they need to do is bring him in for questioning and take his picture, not to mention putting him in a lineup. Failing that, they could have photographed him when he walked right toward them at the beginning of the movie. Furthermore, they had previously told his landlady that they wanted to talk to him, so why didn’t they talk to him right there on the street?  After he walks past them, they follow him. What for? Do they think that by following him, they will catch him in the act of killing another widow? I could go on, but what would be the point? Suffice it to say that everything involving these detectives is not just unrealistic, for every movie is that to some degree, but distractingly so, and to an extent that interferes with our ability to suspend disbelief and immerse ourselves in the story. And it is a shame, because with a few changes in the script, they could have been left out entirely.

It is the rest of the movie, the parts where the detectives play no significant role, that the movie really engages us. When it begins, it is clear that Oakley has just killed another widow, after first getting his hands on her money. But it is not the money he cares about. He hates these women, and it gives him great satisfaction to kill them. But now, thoroughly sated from his recent murder, he is weary, listlessly lying in bed, with some of the money carelessly allowed to fall on the floor. He finally decides to visit his sister and sends her a telegram, ending it with “and a kiss for little Charlie from her Uncle Charlie.”

This “little Charlie,” his niece Charlotte Newton, (Teresa Wright), is first seen lying supine in bed in a way that matches her uncle when we first saw him.  At first, she too is listless, as her uncle was, but she suddenly decides to send him a telegram, inviting him to come for a visit, right after he has sent her mother a telegram saying that he is coming.  On my own, I would never have thought of these scenes as indicating anything other than an affinity between an uncle and his niece.  However, several critics have noted that these matching bed scenes are a suggestion of incest. Young Charlie’s fascination with her uncle is a little unsettling in this regard. She places importance on the fact that they both have the same first name, at least in the diminutive form, and she is convinced that they are alike, that they have a special connection between them, a common fancy of someone in love. And she acts like a girl in love.

When her uncle arrives, Charlie let’s him sleep in her bed.  Now, don’t get excited. She moves to the room of her precocious, younger sister Ann, where there is an unused twin bed.  But if subliminal desires of incest are being suggested in this movie, her letting Uncle Charlie sleep in her bed is another hint.

That evening, he gives young Charlie a ring, not realizing it has an engraving on the inside, “T.S. from B.M.” Later, she reads in the newspaper that the initials of the deceased husband of a recently murdered widow were “B.M.” Both “T.S.” and “B.M.” are abbreviations for expressions involving feces, “tough shit” and “bowel movement” respectively, which is a way of suggesting something foul associated with the emerald ring. The ugliness hidden underneath beauty is the theme of this movie.

In a similar way, the town where young Charlie lives is one of those warm, wholesome towns, representing the goodness of America.  But Uncle Charlie says these appearances are deceiving.  Later in the movie, after young Charlie has figured out that her uncle is the Merry Widow Killer, he says the rest of the world, including the town where she lives, is no better than he is:

You’re just an ordinary little girl, living in an ordinary little town.  You wake up every day and know there’s nothing in the world to trouble you.  You go through your ordinary little day.  At night, you sleep your ordinary sleep, filled with peaceful, stupid dreams.  And I brought you nightmares.  Or did l?  Or was it a silly, inexpert, little lie?  You live in a dream. You’re a sleepwalker, blind.  How do you know what the world is like?  Do you know the world is a foul sty?  Do you know if you ripped the fronts off houses, you’d find swine?  The world’s a hell.  What does it matter what happens in it? Wake up, Charlie.  Use your wits. Learn something!

And what Uncle Charlie says of the world applies to young Charlie herself.  As the movie keeps emphasizing, and as young Charlie keeps insisting, she and her uncle Charlie are very much alike, “like twins” she tells him. The idea that her uncle is her evil twin comes to mind, but she has her dark side too, as becomes clear later in the movie. Because young Charlie is played by Teresa Wright, a wholesome-looking young woman, rather than an actress whom we might see playing a femme fatale in a film noir, the contrast between her innocent appearance and the evil that emerges from within her is stark.

Earlier in the movie, while young Charlie is still blissfully unaware that Uncle Charlie is the Merry Widow Killer, she is so psychically in tune with him that she starts humming “The Merry Widow Waltz,” while setting the table for dinner.  But she can’t seem to remember the name of the melody. Ann says, “Sing at the table, you’ll marry a crazy husband.” This may be another incest hint.  Young Charlie is pleased when some of her friends think Uncle Charlie is her beau.  And as Uncle Charlie is crazy, perhaps he is the man she unconsciously wants for a husband.

Instead of just letting her recall the name of the waltz, Uncle Charlie purposely spills his wine just as she is on the verge of uttering it.  Later, when he sees an article in the newspaper about the Merry Widow Killer, he tears that section out.  Discovering this, she concludes that there must have been something in the paper he wanted to conceal, though she imagines it to be of minor importance. She tells her uncle she knows a secret about him, referring to something that must have been in the newspaper, and reprising an earlier remark she had made:  “I have a feeling that inside you somewhere, there’s something nobody knows about.”  She thinks the secret is something wonderful, but he becomes alarmed, charging at her and grabbing her wrists so hard that he hurts her.  His guilty behavior arouses young Charlie’s suspicions, causing her to go to the library, where she finds the article mentioned above.  This leads to his downfall. Had he not done these things, she might never have suspected anything at all.

Murdering widows for their money appears to be quite remunerative, inasmuch as Uncle Charlie deposits $40,000 in the bank (over $650,000, adjusted for inflation).  As he is leaving the bank, he is introduced to another rich widow, a Mrs. Potter.  She has come to the bank to get some money so she can go shopping. “There’s one good thing in being a widow, isn’t there?” she says laughing.  “You don’t have to ask your husband for money.”

When young Charlie figures out that her uncle is the Merry Widow Killer, she does not turn the ring over to the detectives and tell them what she knows, because she is afraid it will hurt her mother to find this out about her brother.  Many of those same critics that noticed the theme of incest have also argued that the relationships in this movie constitute an allegory of sexual abuse within a family, one in which a girl feels she cannot tell her mother that her father is molesting her.  Only instead of the daughter not wanting her mother to know the truth, too often it is the mother that does not want to know the truth when her daughter tries to tell her.  Here too, on my own, that would never have occurred to me, but it does seem to resonate, now that it has been brought to my attention.

And so, instead of telling the detectives, she tries to get Uncle Charlie to leave town, hinting at first, but then becoming more insistent.  He quickly picks up on the fact that she knows.  It is then that he makes the remarks about widows quoted above.  Young Charlie defends them:  “But they’re alive. They’re human beings.”  Uncle Charlie replies:

Are they? Are they, Charlie? Are they human, or are they fat, wheezing animals? Hm? And what happens to animals when they get too fat and too old?

While all this has been going on, young Charlie’s father, Joseph (Henry Travers), and a next-door neighbor, Herb (Hume Cronyn), who lives with his mother and is always coming over while the Newton family is having dinner, enjoy discussing the murder mysteries they have read in books. Joseph thinks the best way to kill someone is by hitting him over the head with a lead pipe, but Herb objects to that form of murder because then you don’t have any clues.  Joseph says he doesn’t want any clues, of course, but Herb has confused getting away with a murder in real life with committing a murder that would make a good mystery.  As a result, he prefers exotic poisons.  The fun they have discussing murder mysteries unnerves young Charlie, who is trying to deal with the real murders committed by her uncle.

At the same time, the detectives have confided in young Charlie that her uncle is one of two suspects they have been investigating.  They are pretty sure her uncle is their man, but out of consideration for her mother, they agree to arrest her uncle out of town, if Charlie can get him to leave soon.  But then, the other suspect ends up being killed when, in the act of fleeing from the police, he runs into the propeller of an airplane. Uncle Charlie and young Charlie overhear Joseph and Herb talking about it.  Herb says they had to identify the suspect, who was all chopped up, by his clothes.  “His shirts were all initialed,” Herb says, “‘C,’ ‘O,’ apostrophe ‘H’.”

We have already seen that the initials on the ring were abbreviations for feces, so I wondered if these initials were supposed to have significance, especially since the dialogue gives them emphasis. That is, the scriptwriter could simply have had Herb say, “They identified him by the initials on his shirts,” without specifying which initials they were.  But other than the fact that “C” and “O” are also Charles Oakley’s initials, and “CO” is the symbol for carbon monoxide, which soon comes into play, not much comes to mind.  I suppose the “H” could stand for Hitchcock, another cameo of a sort.

One might also ask why the scriptwriters chose this form of death for the other suspect, one that involves mutilation.  The reason is that had he died, say, by being hit by an automobile, the detectives could have photographed him, thereby allowing his picture to be shown to witnesses for identification.  And so, this absurd idea that the detectives cannot photograph Charles Oakley against his will, unless they are sneaky about it, is being applied to this other suspect as well.

Once Uncle Charlie hears that the police have called off the investigation because they think the Merry Widow Killer is dead, he is delighted.  But then he remembers that he had all but admitted to being the killer when young Charlie confronted him.  He sets out to murder her to make sure she doesn’t talk.  His first attempt is by loosening part of a step on the stairway she often uses, but she catches herself when it gives way. The second attempt is with carbon monoxide, by trapping her in the garage with the motor of the family car running. Fortunately, Herb hears her screams and alerts her family to her situation.

Notwithstanding young Charlie’s plea that these widows are “human beings,” in the end, she cares more about protecting her mother from any unhappiness than she does the lives of Uncle Charlie’s future victims.  She insists that he leave town, with the threat of giving the ring to the police, even when she knows who his next victim will be, the Mrs. Potter mentioned above, the rich widow he met in town.  In fact, Mrs. Potter is sitting right there in the living room of young Charlie’s home, and she will be leaving on the same train as Uncle Charlie. This would have made young Charlie an accomplice to his next and subsequent murders had he simply left town as she wanted.  We can imagine her reading in the newspaper about his murders of widows in the future, but still remaining silent, her mother’s feelings being more important to her than the women being strangled by Uncle Charlie.

In another scene, she tells him, “Go away, or I’ll kill you myself.” And so she does. The scene in which she pushes him into the path of the oncoming train can be understood as merely the accidental result of her effort to get away from him, and it would have been an act of self-defense in any event. But what happens matches what she says she would do. Of course, there is no way her dark side is anything like that of her uncle, the reason being that her uncle had a head injury when he was young.  He skidded on his bicycle and was hit by a streetcar, much in the way he has now been hit by a train.  It was this earlier accident that allowed his dark side to flourish, instead of being held in check the way it is for young Charlie.  Or the way it is for the rest of us, for that matter.

Still, I wonder what she told her mother when they scraped Uncle Charlie’s body off the railroad tracks.