I’ve a few more I would have added to this, had it taken off. There’s all the neo-noir stuff. Proto-noir. Lost Highway, Blade Runner. Maybe even Ghost in the Shell, which I still think is a kind of brilliant piece of cinema. I would also have liked to have said more about several of these films. Shadow of a Doubt deserves more than a passing mention. I think I was just in a rush. Ah well; this ain’t serious analysis. This is just content for a social site — a starting place for conversation.
Film noir is about more than fedoras and hard-boiled dialog. It’s about dark and light and imagery framed just right to suggest a creeping sense of doom. If something can go wrong, it will. If there’s the slightest doubt about an alliance, particularly with a femme fatale, it will be broken. And you’ll see it coming, because of where people stand, where the shadows fall, and what angles we have on the action. This is bleak, expressive stuff derived right out of German expressionism. And these movies play all the notes like the most beautiful dirge in the ghetto.
The Big Sleep
Aside from The Maltese Falcon, this is the other film that solidified noir as a genre. Famously, the film’s plot makes little sense if you care to pay attention. That’s okay; you’ve got Bogey and Bacall barking out the words of Raymond Chandler by way of William Faulkner (of all people), and coaxed forth by that director of directors, Howard Hawks. Yikes. The moment-to-moment is what makes this movie.
Chinatown
At the time, Chinatown was sort of a throwback to the films of a generation earlier. Yet it’s more than a noir revival; it filters the tropes and decorations of a 1940s detective movie through a 1970s film sensibility. This isn’t just a film about good guys and bad guys, and a certain spirit of the time; it grounds all of that in history, and the change of an era for a whole urban center. It’s a bit of a slow burner, but the more you think about it the more profound the movie becomes.
Double Indemnity
A loathsome insurance salesman sidles up to a pretty lady to plan the perfect murder — and to get double the insurance money off its back. At first everything seems to go according to plan. If it just weren’t for the annoying competence of the man’s coworkers…
One noir of many by Billy Wilder, and one clean-cut figure of many tarnishing his reputation in the sleaziest of sleazebag roles. Fred MacMurray later told stories of old men walking up to him on the street and slapping him or screaming in his face for his actions in this movie. He tried to explain the difference between an actor and a role, but the point was a little too abstract for audiences of the time.
Key Largo
John Huston teams up again with Humphrey Bogart, who brings along Lauren Bacall for extra flavor. Oh, and Edward G. Robinson, see? Yeah. Yeah, that’s the ticket. Yeah. Some amazing dialog in here, rife with double entendre. The thing about the Hayes Code is that it didn’t so much wipe out on-screen lasciviousness as it forced it to be subversive, and to smolder in the little pauses and glances that nobody would think of censoring.
M
Film noir borrows heavily from German expressionism, particularly as seen in movies like The Third Man, with its Dutch angles and deep shadows. The grandmaster of German expressionism, Metropolis director Fritz Lang, would later move to Hollywood and direct several of the most important noir films to follow in the black bird’s wake. Before he left Germany, however, he directed perhaps his greatest film, the proto-noir story of a hounded child killer, M. Amongst the movie’s landmarks are the introduction of later Maltese Falcon star Peter Lorre and Lang’s own first experiments in sound production. M is very nearly a silent film; when there is sound, it is very important and very well-done. We take so much for granted these days. No Femme Fatale, but ih. Close enough.
The Maltese Falcon
The original film whence emerges all noir. Curiously enough, it’s actually the third adaptation of the Dashiell Hammett novel — by the same studio, within ten years. Well, third time’s a charm. The casting is impeccable. The shots and the editing are perfect to the last.
This was John Huston’s first directing gig, if you can believe it. And he did it right across town at the same time as Welles was busy with his little opus about a newspaper mogul and a sled. This one has aged much better.
The Man Who Wasn’t There
A satire so dry that you’re never quite sure if it’s meant to be funny or not. The Coens load all the noir tropes onto a mundane story about pathetic people, that grows increasingly weird as it goes along. Since it’s the Coens, and since just about every Coen movie is informed by some combination of Night of the Hunter and The Big Sleep, they pull it off with panache. You can watch it on a couple of levels: hunt for the absurdity or take it straight. Either way, it’s probably the most subtle movie they’ve directed so far. While we’re talking about the Coen Brothers, also see The Big Lebowski.
The Naked City
A sort of revolutionary guerrilla cinematography style that was hugely influential on later generations.
Night and the City
Everyone in this story is a complete jackass. Consequently, at first the movie was a complete bomb. See if you can spot a trend here. About a decade later, as people started to actually think about film as an expressive medium, suddenly the movie shot right up the scale and became one of the most important films in the genre.
The Night of the Hunter
You can call it noir, you can call it southern gothic. You can call it a tremendous, career-ending flop. You can call it visionary. Night of the Hunter is one of the most influential films that you probably have never seen. You know that business where a tough man will write “love” and “hate” on his knuckles, to distance himself from his actions? That comes from here. Every Coen Brothers movie references this film at least once. And for once in a career as the handsome action hero, Robert Mitchum plays a nightmarishly evil dude.
Shadow of a Doubt
Hitchcock’s personal favorite of his catalog, and not without reason.
Strangers on a Train
Hitchcock may be known more for thrillers and horror than for out-and-out noir, but Strangers is about as black as noir gets and about as good. Two guys meet on a long train ride. One, a rising tennis star; the other, a deranged stalker. The second fellow proposes a grotesque, if hypothetical, scenario. The first fellow is polite and brushes him off. The second fellow takes that as a go. And oh boy, is the first fellow in for a ride.
Sunset Boulevard
You can never go too wrong with Billy Wilder, and this just may be Wilder’s best ever. William Holden is an out-of-work writer, and Gloria Swanson is a faded star lost in her own head. When the two get together, expect nothing well to come of it. You kind of get that from the first shot, in which the protagonist is lying face-down in a swimming pool, musing in voiceover about his own death.
The Third Man
Graham Greene, Joseph Cotton, and Orson Welles in his best film role. Some of the most gorgeous and most influential cinematography ever. Such an interesting sense of pace, with that shock reveal halfway through and that extended final shot. One of the greatest films ever made.
Touch of Evil
Welles jumps back into the action in a troubled masterpiece, whittled out of a B-movie against the studio’s every protestation. You know how Welles was, and how well he got along with film studios.
The version you’re likely to see now is the restored one, edited and tracked from Welles’ personal notes. Up until the late ’90s, you would have seen a more confusing edit with scenes omitted and switched around, virtuoso shots edited and obscured by captions, and the soundtrack drowned with a Henry Mancini score.
Considered an instant classic in Europe, and a total flop in the States. Europe had it right; despite some violently tight editing and an over-the-top performance from Welles himself, this is an extraordinary feat. Just watch out for the dangers of reefer!