Friday, October 12, 2018

See Joan Crawford Throw Her Shoulders Around, and Chew up and Spit Out Scenery and Men Alike, in Vincent Sherman’s The Damned Don't Cry (1950), with David Brian and Steve Cochran, TCM's Film Noir of the Week for Saturday Night-Sunday Morning at 12:30 a.m. ET (and 10 a.m. ET Sunday)

 

 

TCM's Film Noir of the Week for Saturday Night-Sunday Morning at 12:30 a.m. ET (and 10 am ET Sunday) is The Damned Don't Cry (1950), starring Joan Crawford, David Brian, and Steve Cochran
By David in TN
Thursday, October 11, 2018 at 11:47:00 P.M. EDT
Last updated on friday, October 12, 2018, 11:08 p.m.
 

 

TCM's Film Noir of the Week at for Saturday Night-Sunday Morning at 12:30 a.m. ET (and 10 a.m. ET Sunday) is David Brian, and Steve Cochran The Damned Don't Cry (1950), starring Joan Crawford, David Brian, and Steve Cochran.
 

 

Film Noir Guide: “A bored housewife (Crawford) leaves her working stiff husband after their son is killed in an accident and moves to the big city in search of more of everything... and becomes Brian's mistress because he promises her the world, and that's all she ever really wanted.
 

 

Cochran, Brian's rival, also falls hard for Crawford, who plays him for a sucker. It's a complicated but interesting film, and Crawford fans will revel in her tough performance as a small-town girl who chooses a dangerous road to money and social position.”

 

Crawford and Steve Cochran
 

Director Vincent Sherman, on working with Crawford in The Damned Don't Cry:

[Joan was] the most cooperative actress I ever worked with--and very knowledgeable about what worked and didn't work for her in the story and in her career. When we were preparing the picture, she looked back over her own life as raw material for the character. She had risen from Broadway chorus girl to silent-movie dancer to wealthy and influential star. Her entire past had been a toughening experience for her, and she used it brilliantly.
Full disclosure: Sherman and Crawford were lovers, on and off, for a few years.

 


5 comments:

Anonymous said...

Never hurt your career to have a director wrapped around your vag.I guess,Vincent Sherman was that era's Harvey Weinstein?(That's a joke btw).I see one of Weinstein's charges were dropped.His lawyer says they're going for ALL of them to be dismissed.Witness stories are not matching up.
I'm typing this while half watching Ingraham.Let me see,three blacks and one
white in four boxes yakking about Kanye.Like I said,not interested.
Earlier,Hannity droned on about prison reform and Trump pardoning Ms.Johnson the drug dealer.
"What a great decision by Trump.She really deserved to be released."
He's absolutely out of his mind.
--GRA

Anonymous said...

According to Mr. Sherman's autobiography, he bedded nearly every woman in Hollywood including Bette Davis! Lived to around 100. Steve Cochran was also quite the ladies' man- he may be best remembered for dying rather young of either appendicitis or a heart attack while entertaining three VERY young ladies aboard his private boat (they drifted around helplessly with his dead body for a few days till rescued!). And David Brian- he was MARRIED to Crawford for awhile, probably around the time this movie was made (this is all from memory- running to IMDB to look things up constantly feels like cheating!). Fine performers all, especially the under-appreciated Brian.

David In TN said...

Last Saturday, I saw "Gosnell." It's gives an accurate look at a police procedural leading to a trial, which you rarely see in movies.

Dean Cain (biggest name they could get) plays a narcotics detective investigating "Dr." Kermit Gosnell for illegally dealing prescription drugs. Sound familiar?

Upon entering they find Gosnell's "clinic" covered in unbelievable filth; cats walking around everywhere leaving droppings (a cop says "I just stepped in cat s***!").

Severed feet are stored (https://patriotpost.us/articles/58835-disappearing-dr-kermit-gosnell/) in jars in the freezer, medical waste bags filled with fetal remains. Bloody towels are on couches were "patients" sit waiting.

Gosnell, per James Fulford at Vdare, lacked the skill to perform "normal" abortions. He induced labor and then killed the baby and/or fetus.

The major critics as of now are ignoring the film, which mirrors the lack of media coverage at the time.

One character is a blogger who covers the case independently of the MSM. She is fictional, but I know of a real-life counterpart who covered the most recent Knoxville Horror trial.

The empty seats reserved for media members recall my own experience at the Gordon Schaeffer murder trial as well as the three Knoxville Horror trials I attended.

Readers of NSU/WEJB should see this film. I saw at Regal 27 in Nashville, one of three screens in the Nashville area. I read there is ONE screen showing Gosnell in Manhattan.

David In TN said...

TCM's Film Noir of the Week for Saturday Night-Sunday Morning at 12 am ET (and 10 am ET Sunday morning) is The Hunted (1948) with Preston Forster, a frequent noir actor, Larry Blake and Belita.

Film Noir Guide: "Former English ice skater Belita plays, as she did in Suspense two years earlier, an ice skater! This being a film noir, she's also an ex-con, paroled after four years on prison for participating in a jewelry heist with her brother and his accomplice (Blake). Still maintaining her innocence, she looks up her old flame (Foster), the cop who arrested her."

Needless to say, Belita goes back to her former ways.

David In TN said...

TCM's Film Noir of the Week for Saturday Night-Sunday Morning at 12 am ET (and 10 am ET Sunday Morning) is Follow Me Quietly (1949) with William Lundigan and Dorothy Patrick. Lundigan and Patrick were usually supporting players but have the lead in this RKO B picture.

Richard Fleischer directed and in his usual fashion gets a lot of story in a 59 minute movie.

Detective Lundigan pursues a serial killer called "The Judge." Patrick is a girl reporter who pushes the detective to give her the story.

Follow Me Quietly is one of the first serial killer movies. Watch for an improbable, but hair-raising scene.