☆ ☆ ☆ ½
Fourteen Hours (1951) – H. Hathaway
Still working through my film noir watchlist and feeling
surprised that this “small film” about a man threatening to jump from the 16th
floor of a Manhattan hotel is actually more of a big budget thriller than the
quickie B-movie I had assumed it to be.
Veteran director Henry Hathaway keeps things moving even as most of the
action takes place out on the narrow ledge where charismatic lug Paul Douglas
tries to talk skittish Richard Basehart back into his room. Screenwriters John Paxton and Joel Sayre
succeed by sticking to reality – the cops try every rational solution to lure
Basehart in (or grab him), including bringing in his estranged parents (Agnes
Moorehead and Robert Keith) and recently dumped girlfriend (Barbara Bel Geddes)
to encourage him to choose life (and to give audience’s more of his backstory
and motivation). A few subplots featuring
members of the huge crowd down below (including Grace Kelly in her first film)
show how people reflect on the value of their own lives in the face of such a
dark spectacle. But as slick as this is, you can’t escape the bitter noir
under-taste.
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