Showing posts with label Pat Hingle. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Pat Hingle. Show all posts

Saturday, 8 February 2025

Movie Review: Hang'Em High (1968)


Genre: Western  
Director: Ted Post  
Starring: Clint Eastwood, Inger Stevens, Pat Hingle, Ed Begley, Ben Johnson, Bruce Dern  
Running Time: 114 minutes  

Synopsis: In Oklahoma Territory of 1889, ex-lawman Jed Cooper (Clint Eastwood) is wrongfully accused of cattle rustling and summarily lynched by a posse led by Captain Wilson (Ed Begley). He survives thanks to the intervention of Marshal Bliss (Ben Johnson). In Fort Grant, Cooper is set free by Judge Fenton (Pat Hingle), who also convinces him to become a Marshal and to avoid extrajudicial killings. In addition to tracking down bad guys throughout the territory, Cooper gets involved with the widow Rachel Warren (Inger Stevens), who is keen to take a close look at every captured outlaw. 

What Works Well: Eastwood's first US-based Western after achieving stardom through the Dollars trilogy effectively combines toned-down spaghetti stylings with robust genre traditions. The plot is inspired by the real-life "Hanging Judge" Isaac C. Parker, and the scene of multiple hangings as carnival-like entertainment for the whole community is impressive commentary about the guise of violence. Reflections on the nature of justice and governance basics required to achieve statehood also emerge from the debates between Eastwood's Cooper and Hingle's Judge Fenton. With the help of an impressive supporting cast and a Dominic Frontiere music score saluting Morricone, director Ted Post still allocates plenty of time for revenge, survival, romance, and a few action set-pieces. 

What Does Not Work As Well:
Inger Stevens is unable to do much with Rachel Warren's side-story, which appears tacked-on to justify a leading female role.

Key Quote:
Jed Cooper (to Reno, a member of the lynch mob): When you hang a man, you better look at him.



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Saturday, 4 November 2023

Movie Review: Maximum Overdrive (1986)


Genre: Horror
Director: Stephen King
Starring Emilio Estevez, Pat Hingle, Laura Harrington
Running Time: 98 minutes

Synopsis: When a rogue comet passes close to Earth, machinery runs amok. Small appliances, pop vending machines, lawn mowers, and large trucks murderously turn against humans. Survivors congregate at a truck stop in Wilmington, North Carolina, including cook-with-a-troubled-past Bill (Emilio Estevez), his insufferable and exploitive boss Bubba (Pat Hingle), feisty hitch-hiker Brett (Laura Harrington), and a youth baseball player. Surrounded by menacing large trucks, the humans have to survive and fight back.

What Works Well: Stephen King (adapting and directing his own story) has the imagination to create a dusty corner of a world-gone-mad, and does not hold back on the gore when the machines go bad. The angry large rigs produce menacing horsepower, amplified by a loud and proud AC/DC soundtrack.

What Does Not Work As Well: Despite the inviting concept, King is unable to generate meaningful suspense, self-awareness, or even a basic sense of bewildered fun. The characters are exceptionally superficial, the dialogue is a lethal combination of juvenile and plastic, and the acting is cartoonishly frantic. The context is established in the opening screen and receives no further elaboration, leaving the numerous explosions in the final act to generate numbness rather than excitement.

Conclusion: Engines rev loudly but idle in place.



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Sunday, 18 April 2021

Movie Review: No Down Payment (1957)

A suburban drama exploring the dissatisfaction churning beneath the pursuit of the American dream, No Down Payment is packed with characters and sub-plots. The chasms between ambition and reality create compelling storylines, but are also frequently over-torqued.

In California, electrical engineer David Martin (Jeffrey Hunter) and his wife Jean (Patricia Owens) move into the Los Angeles suburb of Sunrise Hills. They quickly befriend their neighbours, all similarly aged middle class couples: decorated war veteran Troy Boone (Cameron Mitchell) and his wife Leola (Joanne Woodward); used car salesman Jerry Flagg (Tony Randall) and his wife Isabelle (Sheree North); and store manager Herman Kreitzer (Pat Hingle) and his wife Betty (Barbara Rush).

Through backyard barbecues and community interactions, David and Jean are quickly embroiled in their new neighbours' personal dramas. Troy has limited formal education and desperately wants to become Sunrise Hills' police chief. He is also attracted to sophisticated newcomer Jean, who enjoys flirting, much to David's chagrin. Meanwhile Jerry dreams of becoming wealthy, but the reality of his car salesman job drives him to excessive drinking. Herm and Betty are the most stable couple, although she is a church-goer and he isn't, while his position on the Sunrise Hills council forces him to confront the community's racism. With the four couples' various struggles reaching a boiling point, dangerous emotions erupt into the open.

An exposé of the anxieties and frustrations hiding behind picket fences in the suburban communities sprouting after World War Two, No Down Payment boldly seeks dark corners of discontent. With a lot of ground to cover, Philip Yordan's script gets down to business quickly, introducing eight adults in the first 20 minutes, and director Martin Ritt trusts his cast to embrace the individual differentiators required to create the same-but-different dynamic.

While the couples are similarly aged, white, and reasonably privileged, their contrasts are sharply drawn. David is a cerebral engineer, avoiding a more lucrative career in sales but at the risk of disappointing the ambitious Jean. Troy is an ex-Marine, his psyche forged (and damaged) during intense combat against the Japanese. Jerry's dreams are much broader than his limited talent. Herm is closest to matching expectations with status, and is awakening to the racist boundary lines drawn around parcels of opportunity.

In an ensemble cast lacking obvious star power, Tony Randall, Cameron Mitchell, Jeffrey Hunter and Pat Hingle deliver surprisingly effective performances, well beyond their career personas. The women are all assigned analogous roles as housekeepers with the primary mission of looking after their husbands and children. Leola enjoys the darkest backstory, Joanne Woodward provided the opportunity to shine as her character travels along the bumpiest suburban roads carrying painful luggage.

Filmed in back and white and CinemaScope, the paradoxical setting helps to colour the context. All the homes in Sunrise Hills look alike, and are packed close enough together to eradicate privacy. This is the starter kit for the American dream, affordable home ownership without individuality or seclusion. The residents cannot avoid the grass colour on the other side of the fence, and the status of the Joneses is visible through the bedroom window.

Despite the film's ambition to tackle serious subject matter, several resolutions are half-hearted or lack conviction. The racism sub-plot is left hanging, and several characters undergo incongruous and rapid transformations. Yordan and Ritt eventually meander towards a series of shouting matches and miserable relationship breakdowns, before an assault comprehensively shreds the veneer of suburban utopia. No Down Payment promises the illusion of here-and-now material wealth, but as four couples find out, short-term gain usually also means long-term pain.



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Thursday, 6 October 2011

Movie Review: Splendor In The Grass (1961)


A strikingly frank exploration of sexual repression, Splendor In The Grass launched the career of Warren Beatty, revitalized the fortunes of Natalie Wood, and ushered in a new decade of dramatically increased sexual openness in both the movies and society.

The setting is Kansas in the late 1920s, just ahead of the stock market crash and the Great Depression. High school sweethearts Deanie Loomis (Wood) and Bud Stamper (Beatty) are planning their futures and barely able to restrain themselves from having sex. Bud is more than willing, but Deanie wants to wait: she comes from a relatively modest family, and although her parents are thrilled she is dating the high profile Bud, Deanie's frigid mother (Audrey Christie) is adamant good girls do not enjoy sex.

The Stampers are wealthy oil tycoons, and patriarch Ace Stamper (Pat Hingle) encourages Bud to seek sexual relations with other girls until he marries Deanie. Ace also has Bud's future all laid out for him, including sending him to Yale for an education Bud does not care for. The desires and intentions of the lovers and their parents will face severe tests.

Directed by Elia Kazan and written by William Inge, Splendor In The Grass features two memorable characters buffeted by the currents of destiny. Bud and Deanie start as two hopeful teens and transform over two hours to jaded adults, a journey filled with mounting desperation that life may indeed conspire to comprehensively sabotage true love's destiny.

Bud Stamper walks a tightrope between loving Deanie and lusting after her while alternating between respect and contempt for his father. Bud at least maintains most of his composure; his forlorn soul mate is less fortunate. Deanie's plight is an astonishing reminder that until early in the 20th century, female hysteria was a common diagnosis for women suffering through sexual dissatisfaction. She tries to repress raging sexual desire, conflicted between raw attraction for Bud and all the stop signs planted in her path by an icy cold mother. She emerges from her ordeal a tightly wired cage of suppression, a tense smile working overtime to beat down rage.

Inge pokes at the generational divide and hacks away at the wisdom of parents and adults. Deanie and Bud's downward spiral towards emotional misery is a direct result of respecting their parents wishes. Deanie's mother and Bud's father do all the overt damage, but by their lack of active intervention to provide a counterbalance, Deanie's father and Bud's mother contribute to the ruin by simple neglect. When Bud turns to a doctor for advice, he receives none. 

Wood is a revelation in a physically adventurous and mentally tortuous role, while the enigmatic Beatty's performance is remarkably assured for a young actor stepping into his first big screen role. Pat Hingle towers over every scene he is in, Ace Stamper the manifestation of caring annihilated by domination.

Splendor In The Grass is a powerful drama, tackling taboo subject matter with daring, sensitivity, and bravado.






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