☆ ☆ ☆ ½
The
Leopard Man (1943) – J. Tourneur
Val Lewton’s productions use minimal
means to create scares out of shadows and The Leopard Man is no exception. A young girl walks alone to buy corn meal in
the New Mexico night. The soundtrack is
silent except for her footsteps and the wind rustling the trees. Suddenly tumbleweed rushes by out of
nowhere. We are afraid for her because a
dangerous leopard is on the loose after escaping from a nightclub publicity
stunt gone wrong. The young girl does
die and this event initiates a series of murders. But is the cat really the culprit? Although
there are a number of suspects, under Jacques Tourneur’s direction, this never
really turns into a B-picture mystery where a detective sorts through the clues
to build up to an announced solution but instead the film remains spookier and
more existential. There is a heavy
coldness here where the chilly fingers of death could be just around the next
corner, stalking their prey and taking the soul away offscreen, leaving only
remains.
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