Time for another neglected and half-forgotten gem, one of those movies that seem to slip beneath the radar of even the most ardent movie buffs. Black Angel (1946) is a great little film noir that doesn’t get a lot of attention but really delivers the kind of perversely satisfying payoff that the genre is noted for. There are plenty of familiar noir names in the cast, but none of them are or were exactly “stars” and the director was a man who spent his time on B programmers, so that may go some way towards explaining the relative obscurity of the film.
The opening is very self-consciously stylised, showing a lone figure on the sidewalk before panning up an artificial looking building exterior and in through the window to establish an overhead shot of a woman in her bedroom. The woman, Mavis Marlowe (Constance Dowling), is a singer and, as we soon learn, a blackmailer. While she prowls her apartment waiting for a caller to arrive, the man on the street below is revealed to be songwriter and pianist Martin Blair (Dan Duryea), the estranged husband who still carries a torch and hopes to see her since it’s their anniversary. Although the lovesick Blair gets stiff armed by the concierge, on his wife’s orders, the audience gets to witness two different men entering the building to see Miss Marlowe. One is night club owner Marko (Peter Lorre), and the other is a mark called Kirk Bennett (John Phillips). It’s the latter who discovers the strangled body of Marlowe and, despite protestations of innocence, is arrested, tried and sentenced to the gas chamber for her murder. As viewers, we know that Bennett is innocent – we can’t be positive who the murderer was but suspicion casts a very long shadow over Marko. The rest of the movie is essentially a race to try and nail the true culprit before the wrong man is executed. Blair and Bennett’s wife, Catherine (June Vincent), form an alliance to track down the clues the police have either missed or ignored in the course of the initial investigation. This curiously matched duo naturally focus their attention on the sinister Marko but, as the old saying goes, there’s many a slip twixt the cup and the lip, and the outcome is far from certain.
Director Roy William Neill is hardly a household name, and he’s probably best known for helming some of the better entries in the Rathbone/Bruce Sherlock Holmes series for Universal. In those movies he showed a real talent for conveying atmosphere and suspense on a budget. He brought that same sense of dark foreboding to Black Angel, which unfortunately proved to be his last picture, and delivered a pacy and stylish thriller. The script derives from a Cornell Woolrich story and has that twisted, nightmarish quality that characterised his work.
In a rare opportunity to take on the lead role, Dan Duryea excels as the down and out loser who looks like he’s been given a second chance in life and grasps it, only to see his dreams slide away. Duryea was always a first rate villain but here he shows he had more range when necessary, and he creates a character in Martin Blair who’s actually quite touching and affecting. June Vincent, as the loyal wife, is the principal female lead but it’s such a stock role, and one devoid of anything in the way of complexity, that she fails to make much of an impression. The same can’t be said of Constance Dowling though – despite having her character killed off right at the beginning, the spectre of this striking looking woman haunts the rest of the film. Peter Lorre isn’t asked to do anything spectacular as Marko except play his standard variation on the slimy underworld type. Still, he had a nice line in menace that few could rival and he’s quite effective as the chief suspect. The supporting cast is rounded out by veteran Wallace Ford, as Blair’s friend, and a very restrained Broderick Crawford as the dubious detective.
Universal’s R1 DVD of Black Angel presents the film quite well. The transfer’s not exactly pristine but there’s no major problems either and it’s nice and sharp. The only extra on the disc is a trailer for the movie. More than one film noir has been let down by a weak or contrived ending, but this picture finishes up with a real kick in the guts that ensures none of the power is diminished. Don’t let the lesser known credentials put you off, this is a good one.
7 thoughts on “Black Angel”
Very enjoyable thriller. Glad you have written about it. As you say, typical Cornell Woolrich.
I’m discovering June Vincent – playing a heroine was unusual for June. Check her out in SHED NO TEARS in which she plays Wallace Ford’s no good wife.
She was also good in THE CREEPER and NIGHT WITHOUT SLEEP.
This is only the second time I’ve seen Constance Dowling and she did indeed make her mark on this movie. The only other one I’ve seen her in, BLIND SPOT, she’s the heroine!
Hey, thanks for that. I haven’t seen any of those movies, so that’s some more to add to the list.
A fine summation. I have a very warm spot for the movie, and consequently hadn’t realized it was as obscure as you say. I’d say it should be on the list of anyone who wants to appraise the full scope of film noir.
Yes, I frequently have to remind myself that some of the movies I like most are unknown to many people – it just goes with the territory for movie buffs I guess.
Anyway, it’s great to hear you’re another fan of this classy little film.
If you feel like revisiting this movie, Arrow have it out on Blu Ray. Looks great! There’s a short to-camera bit with a British film expert as an extra – quite fun, with a few good comments.
I’d never heard of this, and only got it based on the cast. I have to admit a couple of the twists – including the big one – completely caught me out. And the ending really maintains the film’s momentum – in fact I think it’s the best part of the film.
You describe June Vincent’s character as lacking in complexity – I’m not sure about that. Yes, it’s basically the unquestioning house-wife, although she’s not completely innocent to her husband’s faults … but it’s pretty clear how far she’s prepared to go to get to the truth, when it comes to Marko …
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It’s been a long tine since I last watched this and I’d need to see it again to decide if the conclusions I’d reached when this was written have changed any in the interim – I find myself revising opinions all the time as I get older.
I wouldn’t mind that new Blu-ray and I have had my eye on it, but I reckon I’ll probably wait for one of Arrow’s sales or 2-for-1 offers.
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