Just watched The Chase, an unheralded post-war noir that has a lot to offer.
The plot, based on a story by pulp novelist Cornell Woolrich (Rear Window), ticks most of the noir boxes - a WW2 veteran struggling to adjust to peacetime gets a job as a gangster’s chauffeur, falls for the boss’s wife, goes on the run, becomes a murder suspect and goes on the run again. It’s unfortunate that, two thirds in, the film veers off into then-fashionable psychoanalytical territory (another noir staple, of course), which detracts from the good work undertaken prior to that point.
Nevertheless, there’s a dreamy, almost nightmarish ambience to the best scenes that rivals more famous noirs, with the lovers swathed in inky blackness by the almost expressionistic cinematography. The use of Havana (really a studio set) as a backdrop for the couple’s flight adds intensity - as in most noirs, the city is depicted as a heaving, sweaty warren of seedy clubs and threatening alleyways, and the danger to the American hero is ramped up here by the ‘alien’ nature of the locals and locales.
Leading man Robert Cummings (from Hitchcock’s enjoyable wrong man/propaganda thriller Saboteur) seems a little lightweight at first, but grows into the role, though Michele Morgan as his lover doesn’t have that smouldering quality. Hence it’s not entirely convincing that Cummings would fall for her to the extent of putting both their lives on the lines. Then again, he’s shown to be the instinctive type, so perhaps that should suffice.
As for the villains, there are great turns by Steve Cochran as the misogynistic mobster and Peter Lorre as his cynical, sour-faced accomplice.
Who doesn’t love Peter Lorre? The man even elicited sympathy for a child killer in M!
The UK DVD I rented is piss-poor - murky, full of pops and scratches and with a muddy audio track, but considering the rarity of the film, it’ll have to do.