Classic Noir: Crime Wave

Crime Wave: Classic 1950s Film Noir

Noir 101. The Essentials. Crime Wave.

 Really?

 If this little policier from Warner Bros. (filmed in 1952, released in ’54) isn’t part of your vocabulary then it needs to be; and considering it was finally released on DVD a few years ago, there’s no excuse not to see it. Crime Wave doesn’t really stand out from a narrative point of view (despite a bucket of writers); the plot is routine, like a million other second features cranked out by the studios during the Fifties. Although the story and characters are heavily steeped in noir tropes, it’s the direction of André De Toth that sets it apart from other low-budget crime pictures and demands that it must be seen by anyone enthusiastic about film noir. It can be argued that no other film noir is as influential as it is unknown.

The story is old hat: Ex-con tries to go straight. His old crew breaks out of the Q (San Quentin) and comes knocking. When he refuses to help, they hold his fresh new wife in order to force him to take part in one last caper. All the while, the cops are along for the ride, except they don’t believe for a second that our boy is on the up and up.

The cast here is special, and although Sterling Hayden isn’t (necessarily) the protagonist, he dominates the film. This is the sort of role the movie gods had in mind when they contrived to get Hayden in front of a camera: LAPD Detective Lieutenant Sims, bigger and tougher than any of the hoods on the blotter. For my money this is the role of Hayden’s career — not the meatiest or the most well known, but the one in which he leaves the impression of having been the part, rather than merely having played it. Put it this way: during the DVD commentary, author James Ellroy asserts that Hayden in Crime Wave simply is Bud White from L.A. Confidential. There are those that prefer him in The Asphalt Jungle or The Killing, but not me. There’s a vibe that Hayden has as a cop that isn’t there when he’s playing a crook: you can cross to the other side of the street and stay out of the crook’s way (and it isn’t like you won’t see Hayden coming a mile away) but you can’t avoid the police. With the force of the law behind him, cop Hayden might come looking for you — and that prospect is scary as hell.

At a beefy six-and-a-half feet tall, Hayden towers over everyone else in the film. André De Toth and cameraman Burt Glennon keep the camera low, catching the big fellow from underneath while looking down on everyone else, as if from Hayden’s point of view. He has to slouch, unkempt— a toothpick in his mouth, scruffy hat, his tie perpetually twisted backwards — almost too big to be allowed. The film has numerous stellar sequences, but as for Hayden’s presence one in particular stands out; it begins at around the 11-minute mark and finds the cop in his homicide division office, interviewing an eyewitness about the Quentin breakout suspects.

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The scene opens with Hayden at his desk, then it follows him around the bureau, hovering over a half-dozen routine interviews going on around the office. Ostensibly the purpose is pure semi-documentary storytelling, providing audiences with an up-close look into the inner workings of the LAPD: A middle-aged couple is extolling to one cop about how she and her guy (replete with bandaged head) don’t really fight — she didn’t mean to conk him, they were just kidding around. At the next table, a hangdog B-girl dripping with mascara and dime-store jewelry sobs about some chucklehead boyfriend from her past, while at yet another a career stool-pigeon chastises a junior dick about bracing him in front of his neighbors. What makes the whole thing work is the extraordinary authenticity: pay attention to what is going on in the frame away from subject, almost as if the extras forgot for a moment the cameras were rolling. And this ain’t no soundstage — most of the scenes in Crime Wave, interiors and exteriors alike, are filmed in real Los Angeles locations. And if Hayden wasn’t so utterly believable as a LAPD homicide detective, circa 1952, none of it would work — he’s the glue that holds the entire movie together. If part of the allure of these old films is seeing things as they actually were way back when, this is a scene (and a film) that will keep you in goose bumps.

 Then there’s Gene Nelson, of nimble feet and Oklahoma! fame, who plays Steve Lacey, ex-con. It’s on the plus side how Nelson underplays his part. His performance doesn’t offer much beyond matinee good looks and rolled up shirtsleeves. Like I said, this is Hayden’s movie, and Nelson keeps his character plenty quiet. Whether it was his idea or De Toth’s, Steve Lacey is Lieutenant Sims’ perfect foil. From a noir perspective, Lacey is a protagonist in the classic mold: trying to make good after doing some hard time: employed, married, and with a permanent address. Crane Wilbur’s story puts him in the classic fix: when his old cellmates come looking for help, he knows that refusing them puts everything he’s worked for at risk, while anything short of dropping the proverbial dime puts him squarely on the wrong side of the law. Damned if you do, damned if you don’t: the rock and the hard place of classic film noir, with only fate to decide whether or not a man comes out clean on the other side.

The wife is model-turned-actress Phyllis Kirk. Kirk did most of her work on television, but if you remember her at all it’s probably as the damsel in distress in De Toth’s most famous picture, House of Wax. Kirk and Nelson are well matched — and the mature depiction of their relationship is surprising for a film noir, and rather progressive when we consider typical gender depictions in similar crime films. Ellen Lacey wears the pants in the family; her assertiveness perfectly balances her husband’s diffidence — yet she’s neither a nag nor a shrew. Steve Lacey’s time behind bars has wrecked his ability to function outside the walls. He needs this strong woman to prop him up and constantly assure him that better days lie ahead. That he had been, of all things, a fighter pilot during the war especially heightens the unusual nature of their relationship. Gone is the recklessness and bravado typically found in screen characterizations of such men, while the wife is equally surprising — a strong, modern woman who is neither a femme fatale nor June Allyson clone. The film gives us an ideally matched couple, each possessed of what the other needs.

Charles BuchinskyThe crooks. Ted de Corsia: Eddie Muller says he looks like he was born in a boxing gym. James Ellroy: he “oozes Pomade.” Iconic in The Naked City, de Corsia shines reliably here as the brains behind the breakout. Crime Wave’s theatrical audience was familiar with him in heavy roles dating all the way back to The Lady from Shanghai. De Corsia’s screen persona was as hard-boiled as they come, think of him as an old-school Raymond Burr. His young partner is Charles Buchinsky, who also worked for De Toth in House of Wax. Of course Charles Bronson would go on to be one of the icons of ’70s crime films, and one of the biggest movie stars in the world. It’s always jarring to see him this young, his face somewhat lined, but nowhere near as weather-beaten as it would soon become. Crime Wave offered the young actor one of his best early roles: he actually gets to act a little here, and even has a few moments where his physicality is on display. The juxtaposition of a studio era character actor as old school as de Corsia with someone as contemporary as Bronson is yet another reason to examine this film. Then there’s Tim Carey, one of the wild men of the American movie scene. There’s not enough room in any film review to dig into the strange case of Tim Carey, though on the strength of his appearance alone this one is worth the price of admission. His few brief moments of screen time are so bizarre — whether he’s at the center of the shot or mugging from the corner of the frame — that Crime Wave would be notable if for no other reason.

Enough about the cast: as good as they are, there are more worthwhile reasons to watch this, especially if you appreciate how a film looks, even more if you can feel a film. Usually when a noir essayist digs on cinematography, they’ll discuss the lighting and composition of individual shots — I’m not going to do that. From top to bottom, Crime Wave is a beautifully and thoughtfully staged movie, yet it’s not a one-trick-pony when it comes to visual style (dig, Witness to Murder). Instead, it’s a movie that employs a variety of techniques depending on what individual scenes call for. The sunlit exteriors are pure documentary naturalism: showing LA locales (Burbank, Glendale, downtown) in a blunt, “this is the city” fashion. It’s difficult to follow the movie during these scenes; one’s inclination is to instead focus on signs and landmarks, trying to get a feel for the way the streets, the people, and the cars looked during those spectacular post-war years. At night, Glennon goes for drama, placing klieg lights in off kilter spots to create a chiaroscuro effect that seems as contrived as the day shots seem real, yet somehow it works, and the transitions barely register.

However the scenes are staged, the greatest thing about Crime Wave is where they are filmed: on location all the way through — and not just the exteriors. De Toth somehow swung access to Los Angeles City Hall; the homicide bureau scenes are the real deal. Crime Wave is a superlative example of the way in which a low budget feature could be extraordinary: without money to build sets or dictate production values, De Toth was forced to find locations for the film, and it’s clear after just a single viewing that he had a peculiar talent for doing so: Crime Wave is one the most attractive, maybe even exhilarating, film noirs ever made. Hit the pause button on almost any frame, and you’ll find something to linger on. De Toth successfully captured all of the content tropes and moviemaking techniques that had become germane to film noir in this tiny little film. It’s astonishing that he did it with only half of his promised budget, and in a shoot of only 13 days. The location work of The Naked City, the backseat point of view from Gun Crazy, the tones of John Alton, the jittery handheld cameras, semi-professional actors, and the quagmire of the ceaseless urban landscape. This a mean, unglamorous movie — populated with tough guy cops ready to shoot a suspect in the back, hard-boiled killers, damaged goods, floozies, stool pigeons, strongarms, and professional losers. The good, the bad, even the insane — all trying to claw their way through a world that no longer gives a damn. It’s a cheap but delicious buffet of everything noir buffs hunger for — the final few frames make for one hell of a dessert. It should be on many of those ubiquitous top-ten lists, but the guy beside you still hasn’t seen it.

Mark Fertig is chair of the department of art and art history at Susquehanna University in Selinsgrove, Pennsylvania. His film interests focus on mid-century crime films and the Academy Awards. For more on his views on cinema, visit Where Danger Lives.

  • Tito Pannaggi

    You put the finger on two great things in the film history!

    Sterlig Hayden and Film Noir!

  • Ron

    There’s a movie I believe would be classified as noir I’ve been waiting for on DVD called “To the Ends of the Earth” with Dick Powell. Hope that is on a list of soon to be released. Very good story, acting and the opening seen (if my memory is intact) is a shocking one where several people are chained together and thrown off a vessel to drown. It had a lot of intrigue in the style of Hitchcock.

  • OZ, Rob

    Agreed that Andre De Toth had great style & made some exciting, tough action movies and film noirs.
    Ramrod,1947,Carson City,1952,Pitfall,1948,Stranger Wore a Gun,1953 & yes Crime Wave are among my favorites and on my wanted list, The Bounty Hunter 1954….

    • OZ, Rob

      P.S…Great article.,Thanks Mark

      • Mark

        Thanks OZ, Rob. My paragraph breaks somehow didn’t make it into the piece when posted here, so extra thanks for slogging through it!

  • Rob in L.A.

    Intriguing film noir that made good use of documentary techniques. Glad to see it represented here.

  • Grand Old Movies

    Sterling Hayden does more for the toothpick in this film than anything that came before. And then there’s beady-eyed Charles Bronson (nee Buchinsky), whose sharp, angular, and cutting facial planes seem like something out of a Cubist painting. Really great post on a great, neglected noir – this film is really one that should be up in the top 5 of all noirs.

  • Gord Jackson

    I would also suggest that Jacques Tourneur’s 1956 “Nightfall” starring Aldo Ray, Anne Bancroft, Brian Keith and James Gregory is another film noir ‘buried treasure.’ Happily it is also now available on DVD.

  • Mark

    The original “Narrow Margin” does it for me.

  • bob

    Great article,will watch again.Muller and Ellroy are superb on commentary.

  • Mark

    Thanks for the comments all. Thanks also to the boss for getting my line breaks in!

  • john

    Surprising as this may seem, Sterling Hayden once said; “If I had enough money I would by the negatives to all my films and burn them”. This is shocking to us, the legion of fans who will go out of our way to watch almost any of his films. Whether the good guy or the bad, we pulled for him. The world weary guy who could be tough, hard but never sadistic.Their are a few actors who are synonomus with Film Noir. Steling Hayden is near the top. He may not have loved his movies, but we his fans surely do.If he were alive today maybe he would have realized just how important his films were to all of us. Maybe that would have made a difference to him. His movies certainly made a difference with us!

  • http://www.facebook.com/keith.a.nicholson Keith A. Nicholson

    I am straight, but Sterling Hayden was one guy to look at. And one tough cookie who you couldn’t crack.

  • Bruce Reber

    I’ve seen most of Sterling Hayden’s films, i.e. Asphalt Jungle, The Star, Johnny Guitar, Crime Wave, Crime Of Passion, Dr. Strangelove and the made-for-TV Carol For Another Christmas. He’s IMO one of our most underrated actors. In the early 50′s Hayden was called before HUAC and named names of suspected Communists (some of them his closest friends). He had been a member of the Communist Party during the 30′s, and he later said that he regretted betraying his friends. While the careers of those who went before HUAC were temporarily disrupted or totally destroyed, Hayden emerged relatively unscathed.