The Treasure of the Sierra Madre – Denny Ledger’s Take!

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*Denny Ledger is a film historian and critic and his new book “A Reasonable Amount of Trouble…” The Films of John Huston and Humphrey Bogart can be purchased here.

You have to wonder how this film ever got made. Then again, with John Huston involved, I’d believe anything.

It broke every rule that existed for a film. It was bleak, there was no genre, no love story, no women, no happy ending, but a downbeat one by all accounts. There were many Mexican actors, who spoke Spanish and not English; one of the main characters also speaks a fair deal of Spanish and there were to be no subtitles. The main star would look like an unshaven hobo.

Oh yes, and Huston wanted to shoot the film almost entirely on location in Mexico. But not a picture postcard Mexico, but a grim, unforgiving, desolate, dry, dusty landscape.

At the time, location shooting was highly irregular, and certainly not for the virtual entirety of a film. In the end, he got his way, and The Treasure of the Sierra Madre became one of the first American films to be shot almost entirely on location outside the U.S.

Jack Warner eventually agreed to all Huston’s demands, with the advertising department simply adding a woman to the adverts and playing up the ‘treasure’ aspect of the plot.

The Treasure of the Sierra Madre was published in Germany in 1927, with publication in America coming in 1935. It was the third novel by the mysterious B. Traven, a man as elusive as the treasure itself, whose books sold 25 million copies in more than thirty languages.

It was a story of three prospectors who search for gold in 1920s Mexico. It was not a story about gold, but the pursuit of it, the exploitation and cupidity that comes with it, and ultimately, the dissatisfaction it brings.

Like High Sierra and The Maltese Falcon before it, Huston’s script was extremely faithful to the book, and would follow the common Huston themes. Here was again a group of people on a quest. Here, they achieve it, yet they are changed and it is their weaknesses and obsessions that destroy them, with Huston examining the disintegration and change within the characters as they come under increasing pressure, with many harsh lessons being learnt along the way; that man is greedy, and this greed leads to dissatisfaction and unhappiness, deception, murder, cynicism and eventually death.

For the lead role, Fred C. Dobbs, Huston again called his friend Bogie. Dobbs is the character who allows greed and paranoia to get the better of him and is eventually killed by it.

Dobbs was a classic Huston / Bogie character. He was a born loser who would never change, despite the chances for change presenting themselves, he would ignore them, growing increasingly mean- spirited, greed-obsessed, and would only spiral further into suspicion and madness.

He does not start out this way however, as he is initially generous with money and water, two themes that parallel his downfall, as his reactions to and treatment of, grows more hostile and savage.

It is with the Mexican bandit Gold Hat, wonderfully played by Alfonso Bedoya, that Dobbs’ character is thematically linked with, in both his demise and his fate, as the greed for gold and riches is the death of both men.

The character of Gold Hat appeared only once in the book and it was Huston who expanded the role and made the connections between Dobbs and the character. Early on in the film the train Dobbs, Curtin and Howard are travelling on is attacked by bandits. Dobbs shoots at Gold Hat and the two make eye contact, syncing the two men and bonding their eventual fate and destiny. In the end, Gold Hat retrieves his sombrero before standing before the firing squad, which blows away after his death, just like Dobbs’ gold.

Joining Dobbs in the quest for gold is Curtin, a young, impressionable, likeable chap who, unlike Dobbs, keeps his sanity, and following a brush with death at the end, at the hands of Dobbs no less, eventually finds life more important than the riches they seek.

The role went to B-western star Tim Holt, on loan from RKO, whose father, Jack Holt, was a star of silent and early sound westerns. He would play a small role as one of the many down-and-outers at the El Oso Negro flop house.

He was not the only father to be at El Oso Negro, but Huston’s father, Walter, who would also play the third of the trio, as the grizzled, wise old prospector Howard. The soul of the picture, Traven had wanted Howard to look over 70, so Huston made his father, 63 at the time, play the role minus his false teeth.

Howard is a fast-talking, hard-bitten, worldly old prospector who knows nothing lasts. Having spent long periods of his life in solitude, he has seen what the promises of riches ‘does to people’s souls’ as he says.

There was also a small role for Huston, his first role in one of his own films, as ‘the man in the white suit’, an American who Dobbs keeps asking for handouts, and obliges with pesos.

In the end, Howard and Curtin survive, and find purpose and direction through self-preservation. There is no gold for anyone at the end of the film, whereas in the book Howard and Curtain are left with two small bags. Howard ends as a medicine man and Curtin goes to find Cody’s widow (Cody being another potential prospector who tries to join them, but is killed in an attack by Gold Hat’s banditos) and son in Dallas in time for the fruit harvest.

Huston had wanted to work with Traven on the film, and arranged to meet him at a hotel in Mexico City before shooting. Perhaps unsurprisingly, he did not show. No one had ever met the man himself, and letters were addressed to him at a post office in Acapulco.

Then one morning Huston woke to find a shadowy figure by his bed. He handed him his card: ‘Hal Croves, Interpreter, Acapulco, San Antonio’, and a letter from Traven saying he was unable to attend but this man knew as much about his work than himself and would represent him in every way.

The idea occurred to Huston that this was in fact Traven. He also considered the possibility that Croves became Traven after Traven died or that Traven was in fact two men. During the shooting Huston decided it wasn’t Traven at all.

The truth, or variations of it, would continue until long after Traven’s death, over 20 years later.

Upon release the film received good reviews and did well at the box office. James Agee would say of the film, ‘The Treasure of the Sierra Madre is one of the best things Hollywood has done since it learned to talk.’

He wasn’t the only one to praise the film, with praise of the highest order coming from none other than Jack Warner himself, who said, ‘This is definitely the greatest motion picture we have ever made…’

It is a universal story that has not dated since its release. Walter deservedly won a Best Actor in a Supporting Role Academy Award for Howard, and Huston walked away with two awards, for Best Director and Best Screenplay.

For Bogie, it was another classic role and performance, perhaps unlucky not to be nominated himself, and albeit in a very different type of character he has played before, but with all the usual traits and mannerisms we come to expect and love from him.

Reports from Mexico City later found evidence that Hal Croves was in fact B. Traven.

*Take 2 is a recurring section of the Bogie Blog where guest writer’s get their chance to wax philosophic about about Hollywood’s greatest actor.  Denny Ledger is a film historian and critic and his new book “A Reasonable Amount of Trouble…” The Films of John Huston and Humphrey Bogart can be purchased here.

The Maltese Falcon – Denny Ledger’s Take

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John Huston, who had worked his way up through the writing ranks of more than one studio, was finally given a shot at directing in 1941. The picture he wanted to make was The Maltese Falcon, and that was perfect as far as Warner Bros. was concerned.

The novel, written by Dashiell Hammett, and itself coming from a serialization in Black Mask ‘pulp’ magazine, had been purchased a decade before, and had already been made twice before.

The novel was published on February 14th, 1930, and initially Paramount had considered purchasing the film rights, however, it was Warner Bros. who completed the deal, and for $8,500 they purchased the rights from Alfred A. Knopt on June 23rd, 1930.

Less than a year later, a film adaptation would be released. Originally titled Woman of the World, but changing back to The Maltese Falcon, the film would star Richard Cortez as Sam Spade, with Roy Del Ruth directing.

Here, Spade was an annoying, smug, smart aleck playboy rather than a cynical, world weary private eye of the novel.

Hammett had no hand in the film and did not like the finished picture.

Five years later, in July 1936, a second film adaptation was made. Originally titled Money Man, it was later re titled Satan Met A Lady.

The film starred Warren Williams as Ted Shane in the Spade character, and Bette Davis as Valerie Purvis in the Miss Wonderly role. Davis would consider it, “one of the worst turkeys I ever made.”

It was a screwball comedy with the falcon now a ram’s horn. It was a commercial and critical failure. Again, Hammett did not like the picture.

A third adaptation was attempted in 1939 under the title The Clock Struck Three, however, Charlie Chan screenwriter Charles Belden had issues over writing the second half of the story. The project was abandoned.

A third adaptation was made five years later in 1941, again titled The Maltese Falcon, it was a film that at last met Hammett’s approval.

Huston’s success was in remaining as faithful as possible to the source material, as he had done with W.R. Burnett’s High Sierra, also in 1941. Huston, like Hammett, had not been impressed with the two previous film versions, and armed with a $381,000 budget, 36 days allocated for shooting, and what he would later call “the best cast I ever had,” set out to make his debut picture.

George Raft topped the proposed cast list written up by the studio for Spade, but, as fortune would have it, he would turn down the picture, not wanting to work with an unknown, inexperienced director.

Raft did not think too much of Huston, who in turn did not think much of him either.

The role went to Bogie, Huston’s preferred choice, and in their hands, Spade become the cynical, hard-boiled private eye that Hammett had written, living in an un-glamorous, amoral world, living client to client, and putting himself on the line for $25 a day plus expenses.

For the role of femme fatale Brigid O’Shaughnessy, Geraldine Fitzgerald was first choice. The role, however, would go to second choice Mary Astor, who relished playing the role, calling her “a congenital liar and slightly psychopathic.”

For the role of perfumed and prissy Joel Cairo, Peter Lorre was cast.

The rest of the cast would include Bogie regulars Jerome Cowan as Spade’s partner Miles Archer and Gladys George as Iva Archer, Miles’ wife.

Barton MacLane was cast as Lt. Dundy, Ward Bond as Dundy’s partner, detective Tom Polhaus. Elisha Cook Jr. was cast as the gunsel Wilmer and Lee Patrick as Spade’s trusty secretary Effie Perine.

There was also a screen debut for 61-year-old, 285-pound British stage actor and veteran of Broadway, Sydney Greenstreet, as Kasper Gutman, marking the first of several films with both Bogie and Lorre. There was even room for Huston’s father, Walter Huston, as Captain Jacobi of the ill-fated ship ‘La Paloma’, who delivers the falcon to Spade’s office, only to drop dead from gunshot wounds.

The film opens with an explanation of the backstory to the black bird:

In 1539, the Knights Templar of Malta, paid tribute to Charles V of Spain, by sending him a Golden Falcon encrusted from beak to claw with rarest jewels- – – – – but pirates seized the galley carrying this priceless token and the fate of the Maltese Falcon remains a mystery to this day.

Spade and Archer are a private detective service in San Francisco. A new client, Miss Wonderly (aka Brigid O’Shaughnessy), asks Spade to track down the seducer (called Floyd Thursby) of her, as we later find out, non-existent sister, Corinne. In actuality, she wants him to trail and kill a rival hunter of a rare artifact she is tracking. Miles enters and agrees to take the case personally, and is promptly killed, and Spade is thrown into the hunt for the infamous Maltese Falcon, introduced in turn to Cairo, Gutman and co. along the way.

The film is a commentary on the greed of man, a probing character study, and the cast are equal to it, headed by the cynical Spade, whose strong code of ethics are the only thing keeping him on the level.

In part, the attention to detail from the book came from the performances of the actors. From Bogie, rolling his own cigarettes and facial tics, Lorre fiddling with his cane. Greenstreet on the other hand, does very little, but sit motionless, watching and listening. The camera spends a good deal of time focused on the person who isn’t talking, watching reactions of the listening actor.

Spade is rightly cautious, and distrusts words, both verbal and written; he is also wary of the detectives Dundy and Polhaus, keeping them at arm’s length with a mixture of respect and distrust.

Ultimately though, Spade’s greatest nemesis is himself.

He set out to avenge his partner’s death, and he achieves just that, but only just, as his own greed for the black bird spills over, and when he finally gets the bird, brought in by captain Jacobi, he squeezes Effie’s arm, not noticing even when she tells him ‘you’re hurting me’, and again at the climax where he along with Brigid, Cairo, and Gutman lustily unwrap the prized item in his apartment.

His weakness for Bridgit almost convinces him to sink to her level, but he finds a higher duty, as he explains to her, “when a man’s partner is killed, he’s supposed to do something about it.”

He’s supposed to; it does not mean he necessarily wants to.

He sees through Brigid’s various masks of innocence and vulnerability and sees in her what she really is: a compulsive liar, yet he still allows himself to fall for her, with it only being his code that saves him. In Brigid, as in the Falcon, she is a false prize.

While there is no ‘good guy’ in the film, far from it, Spade is the one who has our loyalties. Spade looks out only for himself, a strong character trait throughout Bogie’s work. Gutman is also self-interested, perhaps why there is a mutual liking between the two, going as far as Gutman asking him if he would join the quest for the black bird as they embark for Istanbul.

Huston filled the film with in-jokes at every available opportunity. As Spade looks down on the spot where Miles is killed, in the background on a wall we can see a poster for Bogie’s 1938 hillbilly, wrestling, musical comedy, Swing Your Lady, a film Bogie would call, “the worst picture I ever made.”

Later on in the film, as Spade walks down the streets of San Francisco, we see The Bailey Theatre in the background, and the film they are showing is The Great Lie, a film that starred Astor. Spade then walks past another theater showing The Girl from Albany, not a real picture, but an in-joke at the expense of Hal Wallis, who, for reasons undetermined, wanted to change the title to The Gent from Frisco. However, Jack Warner did not approve, and kept it as it was.

The film opened on October 4th, 1941 and was a commercial and critical success. James Agee would call the film, ‘the best private-eye melodrama ever made,’ and the film was recognized by the Academy who nominated it for three awards.

The film was up for Best Picture, Best Screenplay for Huston and Best Actor in a Supporting Role for Greenstreet.

Astor for The Great Lie would be nominated for Best Actress in a Supporting Role for her performance as Sandra. In her autobiography, A Life on Film, she would say she would have rather got her award for Brigid than Sandra.

Spade is both a classic Huston and Bogie hero. He is flawed, an anti-hero living in an amoral universe, he is his own worst enemy, but who ultimately overcomes these flaws. Not all Huston protagonists would be so lucky as to get out alive, and Spade only does by the finest of margins.

As for Bogie, his Spade was wounded, cynical and romantic, if not in a traditional sense. It would be a character Bogie would play again and again over the coming years as he rose to the top Hollywood’s acting talent.

*Take 2 is a regular feature on The Bogie Film Blog where other film writers and enthusiasts wax philosophic on their favorite Bogie Films!  Denny Ledger is the author of the new book A Reasonable Amount of Trouble: The Films of John Huston and Humphrey Bogart, which you can find on Amazon here.  For other Take 2 posts, click here.*

The African Queen – Denny Ledger’s Take

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It was a problematic story, even when author C.S. Forrester was writing it, with its publication coming in 1935. He was not satisfied with the ending, either of them, as the American ending had one outcome, and the English edition having another.

The film rights had been optioned twice before, with Columbia wanting it as a vehicle for husband and wife Charles Laughton and Elsa Lancaster and Warner Bros. considering it for David Niven and Bette Davis. No film was made on either occasion.

Producer Alexandra Korda said of it, ‘a story of two old people going up and down an African river?’ he scoffed, ‘who’s going to be interested in that?’

As it happened, producer Sam Spiegel and director John Huston were very interested. Spiegel convinced Katherine Hepburn to sign on and Huston called his old friend Bogie and it was third time lucky.

The issues that had plagued the story from the beginning, however, would only get worse through the production. Yet, if anyone was crazy enough to undertake the film, it was Spiegel, and in particular, Huston.

Huston worked with writer and film critic James Agee on the original screenplay, yet shortly after it was completed, Agee would suffer a heart attack. A few years later he would die from another.

Writer Peter Viertel was brought in for the second draft to be completed in Africa, although he would ultimately leave the project, telling Spiegel he ‘didn’t give a damn whether he received a screen credit or not’ and promptly left.

His concerns were not so much with the screenplay, but with Huston himself, who he had noted was ‘more eccentric than ever.’

Shooting a motion picture was not the only shooting Huston was interested in while in Africa, but also big game hunting, with his eye on one elephant in particular.

Five years later Huston would make Moby Dick, and his obsession with the elephant would bear more than a passing resemblance to Captain Ahab’s quest for the white whale.

Problems were rife in the screenplay and on location, where shooting would start in December 1950 on the Ruiki River in the Belgian Congo, a slow-moving tributary choked with decaying vegetation. It was a Tsetse fly area, there were crocodiles, hippopotamuses, a hornets’ nest, snakes, scorpions, spiders, mosquitoes, flies, army ants and a plethora of other deadly animals and insects.

There was a range of tropical diseases, including malaria, dysentery, amoebic dysentery, sunstroke and some which went un-diagnosed. During the shoot, nine members of the crew had to be sent home with dysentery, malaria, or both. The local help were lepers who spoke Swahili.

They then moved to the Lualaba River, a black river, coloured due to the tannic acid from the surrounding vegetation.

The colour of the water wasn’t the only peculiar fact about the location. It was also a branch on the Congo River so remote that it wasn’t marked on most atlases. There were temperatures of up to 85- degrees and high humidity, which caused clothing to droop and need re-starching, as well as mold.

The film itself is set in German East Africa, September 1914, starting out at the 1st Methodist Church, Kungdu, where Hepburn’s Rosie Sayer and her brother Reverend Samuel Sayer, played by Robert Morley, run the Methodist missionary. It isn’t long before Bogie’s Charlie Allnut, the Gordon’s Gin swilling skipper of the African Queen, brings the news of war, to be followed shortly after by the arrival of German Imperial soldiers who burn down the missionary and beat the Reverend, where he later dies of fever.

After burying her brother, Rosie joins Charlie on board, only to become a guerrilla on a suicide mission, to Charlie’s initial reluctance, to destroy a German gunship to help the war effort.

If there were problems off screen, they were matched on. At one point in the film, where Charlie wades through the river, pulling the Queen behind him, he worries about the currents, which should be the least of his problems. He mixes his gin with river water before drinking it, which, if not bad enough, then goes into the river and declares, ‘I swallowed half the river that time’, would that not of killed him in all seriousness!?

Charlie and Rosie then decide to bathe in the river, with no second thought of the crocodiles, hippopotamuses and diseases.

The locale and river were mirrored by the verbal sparring of Bogie and Hepburn, serving as the redeeming feature of the picture.

These were two of American cinema’s most prestigious and respected actors, and both here are at their best, clearly relishing their roles. Off screen, Hepburn’s cheeriness irked Bogie something chronic, she in return deemed him, as well as Huston, as nothing but reprobates. Bogie and Huston were more than happy to play the roles they had been assigned and not let her assumptions down.

Charlie and Rosie are polar opposites, coming from very different backgrounds, with Charlie in particular aware of a class divide. However, it is the gradual acceptance and respect that grows between them that earns our fondness for them and the picture.

They are two halves that make an eventual whole, each bringing to the table what the other lacks. Each give as good as they get, but this is by no means a simple man-meets-woman love story, but as rocky a ride as they are experiencing on the dilapidated steamer itself.

Huston would later say of the shoot, ‘the things that happened would make a book in itself.’

In fact, there were to be two books written about the shoot. The first was by Viertel, who wrote White Hunter, Black Heart, published in 1953, and was a very thinly disguised account of, not just the making of the picture, but of other stories from Huston’s past, including a hilarious anecdote about a fist fight with Errol Flynn at a party hosted by David O. Selznick.

In 1987 Katherine Hepburn’s The Making of The African Queen, or How I went to Africa with Bogart, Bacall and Huston and almost lost my mind, was published.

With four Academy Award nominations, for Best Director and Best Screenplay (with James Agee) for Huston, Best Actress in a Leading Role for Hepburn, and Bogie for Best Actor in a Leading Role, not to mention success at the box office, it seemed the ordeal of the production had paid off.

On the night of the Academy Awards, A Streetcar Named Desire was already the big winner, collecting three of the four acting honours, with just the Best Actor in a Leading Role award left, with Brando up against Bogie amongst others.

Bogie would walk away with the award, his second nomination, after Casablanca, twelve years before. He would be nominated once again for The Caine Mutiny in 1954. He would lose out to Brando for On the Waterfront.

No elephants were harmed during the making of the picture.

Casablanca – Denny Ledger’s Take

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I’ve seen it a hundred times, you’ve seen it a hundred times. I’ll see it a hundred times more. You will too, let’s be honest.

But why?

Nearly eighty years on and it’s lost none of its magic. A simple three-way love triangle set in an exotic locale with a wartime backdrop, it certainly doesn’t sound like a classic on the surface.

It started as an un-produced three-act play, Everybody Comes to Rick’s, when Warner Bros. snapped up the film rights, changing the name to Casablanca, following the success of Algiers in 1938.

It would be another film that would slip through the fingers of George Raft, as Jack Warner mentioned his name in consideration for the lead, Rick Blane, an American expatriate running a saloon in Casablanca, but executive producer Hal Wallis and director Michael Curtiz had already made up their minds on the lead, and once again Raft’s loss would be Bogie’s gain.

With a white tuxedo and still with a heavy hangover from some dame back in Paris, it doesn’t quite seem to be familiar territory for Bogie, whose screen persona after High Sierra and The Maltese Falcon was by now clearly defined. However, this is classic Bogie, the classic Bogie role perhaps.

It would be his sixth of eight collaborations with Curtiz, and his first opposite Ingrid Bergman, who got the role after it was decided that the female lead should not be American, but European, where previously Bogie regulars Mary Astor and Ann Sheridan were briefly considered.

She was cast as Ilsa Lund, and the woman who broke Bogie’s heart, and who is still stamping on it, despite his better efforts of trying to forget her with a little help from a gin bottle and a ‘strictly forbidden’ policy on one particular tune.

Never a romantic leading man, and only recently joining the ranks of leading men, there is a natural chemistry between Bogie and Bergman, and also Rick and Ilsa.

The same could not be said of Ilsa and her husband, Victor Laszlo, nor of Bergman and the Viennese Paul Henreid, as the underground resistance leader.

He’s as stiff as Bogie’s gin, – po-faced, emotionless, humorless, too proud, too heroic; it’s little wonder Ilsa has kept the flame burning for Rick all this time.

The crux of the film is the question: who will Ilsa leave Casablanca with?

There is also a sub-question that comes with it: who does Ilsa truly love?

We assume, incorrectly I might add, that the two questions are mutually exclusive, that Ilsa will leave with the man she loves. Right? Right?

Well, let’s look at the evidence.

If we consider what would have happened if she had left with Rick and not Victor at the end of the film, would it still have the same effect and reputation nearly 80 years on? Would film critics, historians and fans still be discussing the implications and reasons for the decision?

No. Bogie or Henreid? Come on. Rick or Victor? Come off it. We wouldn’t give it a second thought, as we want her to leave with Rick, not her husband.

One question, perhaps the ultimate question that remains with us long after the film has ended, is who did Ilsa want to leave on the plane with? After all, her fate was decided by Rick, and although she accepts the reasons for going with Victor (at least she says she does), would she rather have gone with Rick, the man who, deep down, she knows is the love of her life?

Which leads us on to fact two. Censorship.

Ilsa was married, which meant she could never leave with Rick at the end as the censors would not allow it.

Bergman had asked Curtiz which man Ilsa really loved so she could know how to play the role. However, the script was written and rewritten as shooting went on, and as the shoot began, there was no ending, and no decision was made who she would be leaving with or who she really loved.

In answer to her question, Curtiz told her, ‘We don’t know yet – just play it, … in between’.

If Bergman, or anyone else, was in any doubt about who she would leave with at the end of the film, or indeed who she truly loved, she would only have to consider what the Breen Office would dictate.

As the censorship board, there is no way they would have allowed Ilsa to be in love with Rick or leave on the plane with him instead of Victor while Victor, her husband, was still alive. To achieve such a thing would be immoral, and would not have passed the censors.

Another facet to the theory that Bergman did not know who she loved or would be leaving with, was the fact that the film was not shot in sequence. Several key scenes were shot after the end sequence so she would have known during the filming of the remaining scenes who she would be leaving with.

In the end of course, she leaves with her dullard, Cointreau-drinking husband. No wonder she looks upset. It is Bogie, complete with the more familiar uniform of trench coat, fedora and gun, who does the honorable thing.

Now, let’s consider this.

The end scene at the airport is perhaps as famous as any scene in cinema history. In reality, the scene was shot on a small sound stage at the studio. A smoke machine filled the set so you could not get a sense of the size of the airport. The plane itself was a cut out model and the engineers were midgets, as a full-size man would have been taller than the plane itself.

The letters of transit, and coincidentally, there being no such thing in reality, are a MacGuffin. That is, a false prize. The question remains that even with the letters, would Lazlo still be allowed to leave Casablanca?

A bigger question can be asked, as the revelation of who is getting on the plane with Ilsa is revealed:  who was there to prevent Ilsa, Victor, Rick, Louis, and hey, why not Sam while we’re at it, from getting on the plane? Who checked the letters of transit? The airport was deserted, save for the midgets and the pilot, who drives the plane away so he was otherwise engaged.

But let’s back it up a bit and move away from the conspiracy theories.

The film is concerned with two letters of transit which have been stolen and subsequently gone missing. These were documents which would allow the exit from Casablanca. The letters were stolen by one Ugarte, played by Bogie regular Peter Lorre.

There was also a role for another Bogie regular, Sydney Greenstreet, however, any excitement we may have had in another pairing of Lorre and Greenstreet (who would star in seven films together) was slightly diminished as they share no screen time together. In fact, Lorre is out of the picture within the first reel. However, both men bring the usual qualities to the film, and are part of the rich world that makes Casablanca so special to millions of people all over the world. Added to the cast are Claude Rains and Conrad Veidt as well as a host of European actors and, of course, Dooley Wilson as Sam.

Many a film has tried to play on the themes of Casablanca. Passage to Marseilles which reunited Curtiz and Lorre, Greenstreet, Rains and, of course, Bogie. To Have and Have Not, loosely based on the Ernest Hemingway novel, the first pairing Bogie and Bacall, and The Conspirators starring Henreid, Lorre, and Greenstreet.

There was also room for the Marx Brothers parody / homage, A Night in Casablanca, complete with Groucho’s Kornblow, dressed in white tuxedo as well as the usual huge cigar, painted on eyebrows and mustache.

The film would also get the Looney Tunes treatment in an eight-minute version of Carrotblanca, with Bugs Bunny as Rick, Tweety as an unsettlingly accurate Lorre impersonation as Ugarte, Daffy as Sam, Pepé Le Pew as Renault and Yosemite Sam as Strasser, as well as countless other references, quotes, rip offs and homages.

It was both a film of its time and timeless. It spoke of the plight of refugees, a topic that is still rife in the world today, and having beliefs in a higher cause, ultimately, freedom, and the belief and pursuit of it.

It is almost certainly the most loved film of all time, and it is not remembered as a Bergman film, Henreid film nor Curtiz film, but a Bogie film.

‘Here’s looking at you, kid.’

*Denny Ledger’s new book A Reasonable Amount of Trouble: The Films of John Huston and Humphrey Bogart can be purchased from Amazon hereYou can find him online at @dennyledger on Twitter.  This post is part of the section of the blog entitled Take 2 where Classic Film fans and writers can contribute to the blog.  You can check out the rest of those posts here.*

The Petrified Forest – Ashley’s Take!

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*Bogie Film Blog: A great post by Ashley today where she perfectly sums up the caged animal-like persona of Duke Mantee! This is just a taste, so make sure you click on over to Ashley’s blog to finish it, then check out her Twitter and Letterboxd profiles! The gal LOVES film, and she’s a great follow!*

From Ashley:

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“Humphrey Bogart plays a tired, haggard criminal who seems to long for a break from his criminal ways. He doesn’t seem to want to be anything to anyone, which is why he takes the quiet background approach to the diner takeover. Plotting their next move and being oddly praised by their most senior hostage, Duke is consistently pulled in one direction or another, and it seems as he sits back and takes in his situation that he is in dire need of a break.”

Head on over and check out the rest here!

*Ashley’s Take is part of the Take 2 series here on The Bogie Film Blog where we have guest writers give us there take on a classic Bogie film! You can read the rest of the entries here.*

The Treasure of the Sierra Madre – Ashley’s Take!

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*Bogie Film Blog: While I have my “Classic Bogie Moment” for each film, Ashley has her “Humphrey Bogart Eyes Moment.” I like it. I like it a lot. It’s one of those terms that once you hear it, you can never forget it. Now every time I watch a Bogie film, I’m picking out “eye” moments left and right. The man knew how to use the subtlest of facial expressions to hold the camera, and those eyes were powerful. So today, I drop you mid-post again, so make sure you click on over to Ashley’s blog to finish it, then check out her Twitter and Letterboxd profiles! The gal LOVES film, and she’s a great follow!*

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The Humphrey Bogart Eyes moment in The Treasure of the Sierra Madre came when Bogart’s Dobbs first sees the gold he and his team found. After struggling for so long, all Dobbs can think of is that he has asked a passersby for money for the last time. Dobbs is sure that he will never have to struggle again, as long as he can get home with his share. Almost simultaneously, Dobbs also becomes incredibly paranoid that his team is going to outwit him and crush the dreams he has for his fortune. The paranoia and euphoria captured on Dobbs’ face as the gold is weighed is the perfect Humphrey Bogart Eyes moment of The Treasure of the Sierra Madre, as only Bogie could capture it.

Head on over to Ashley’s blog to read the rest here!

*Ashley’s Take is part of the Take 2 series here on The Bogie Film Blog where we have guest writers give us there take on a classic Bogie film! You can read the rest of the entries here.*

Deadline U.S.A. – Ashley’s Take!

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*From the Bogie Film Blog – Okay, folks! I’m gonna drop you off in the middle of another one of Ashley’s posts! Loved this ‘Classic Bogie Moment’ that she pulls out! Then head over to her blog and finish this post, read her other posts, and find her on Twitter and her Letterboxd site! Thanks again, Ashley!*

The Humphrey Bogart Eyes moment happens when Bogart has dinner with his ex-wife, who he is still trying to convince to come back to him.

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Nora shares with him her desire to be “enough” for someone. She knows she will never be enough for Hutcheson because he is constantly consumed by the paper. The second time he is pulled away from their dinner to answer an urgent phone call is proof enough for Nora, and she leaves the restaurant before he returns from his call. The look that Bogart’s eyes emote in the moment that he realizes he may have lost the last chance with his one true love is absolute perfection. Anyone that has ever suffered a broken heart knows that this Humphrey Bogart Eyes moment is a perfect illustration of the pain in his heart at that moment.

Check out the rest of Ashley’s post here!

*Ashley’s Take on Deadline U.S.A. is part of the “Take 2” section here at the blog where other voices from around the web add a little extra flavor to The Bogie Film Blog. You can check out other “Take 2” voice here.*

The African Queen – Ashley’s Take!

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(From the Bogie Film Blog – I’m dropping you mid-post into Ashley’s blog today for just a taste of what her film knowledge can bring you! As I’ve never seen It Happened One Night, here is yet another reason why I needed a new voice around! Add it to the Netflix queue!)

Well, hello Bogie, in glorious technicolor!

I had forgotten since my last viewing that The African Queen was shot in technicolor, so seeing that was a nice surprise, although black-and-white Bogie is just as fun, if not more so. There seemed to be a nice homage to the famous Frank Capra film of 1934, It Happened One Night. The great scene in which they take a bath in separate sections of the water leading to the two returning to the boat with Rose insisting that Charlie looks away while she enters the boat. When she is dressing and preparing for bed, Rose puts up a sheet reminiscent of Claudette Colbert creating the divide in the bedroom between she and Clark Gable shared in It Happened One Night. Whether or not this was intentional, it appears as a fun homage. Hepburn and Bogart shared amazing chemistry. As their relationship deepened, it was fun to see the effects they had on each other as their personalities changed. During the scene in which they discover that Charlie’s body is covered in leeches, it is clear that the two have developed profound feelings towards each other and they do not merely tolerate each other like they once did, but that they feel deeply towards each other.

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You can read Ashley’s post in its entirety at Ashley’s film blog here. And don’t forget to check her out on twitter here, and her Letterboxd site here!

*To check out more guest blogs, head on over to The Bogie Film Blog section, Take 2 here!*

The Desperate Hours – Ashley’s Take!

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Ashley’s Lowdown

I believe the year was 2012 when I first started my trek through Humphrey Bogart’s work. Due to my compulsion to view every cinematic interest in chronological order, I rarely get to completely finish the filmography journeys I start. I miss more late entries on actor’s filmographies than I would like. The Desperate Hours was one of those late roles I sadly missed, so I was more than excited about finally seeing this film.

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The Desperate Hours was the second to last film Bogie made, in 1955. Directed by William Wyler, the story follows a group of convicts who take over a suburban family’s home, holding the Hillard family hostage while they made a plan to escape police. I am also a fan of Fredric March, so his presence in this film made me all the more excited to finally see it. The Desperate Hours also takes place largely in one setting which is my favorite film sub-genre, so it is really perplexing that this film has eluded me for years. Anyway, it was finally time to see Bogie, March, and company in Wyler’s The Desperate Hours.

(Continue reading on Ashley’s blog here!)

After you’re done reading Ashley’s take, don’t forget to check her out on Twitter here and her movie diary at her Letterboxd site here!

Thanks, Ashley, for your help this month for the Bogie-A-Day Blogathon! You can read my original post on The Desperate Hours here!

*More Guest Blogs will Hopefully S00n be Available in the New “Bogie Film Blog” Segment, Take 2! Stay tuned!*

 

A Chat about Bogie and Classic Film with our Guest Bogie Blogger – Ashley!

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I put out the call a few weeks back to see if anyone was interested in helping to contribute to the December 2016 “Bogie-A-Day” blogathon, and much to my happiness, a friend from Twitter stepped forward!

Now, I’ve gotten a glimpse into Ashley’s life from her numerous posts every week on everything from the Cubs (nice), to the Jets (I’ll forgive you, Ashley), to what usually dominates her Twitter feed – Classic Films. Lots of people tweet about Classics, right? Well, there were a few tweets in particular that caught my eye. First of all – the lists:

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But everybody movie-lover makes lists, right? I mean, even if her #BestDVDEver list changes slightly every time she posts a new one, every film geek jumps at the chance to categorize the films they love. Although, Ashley likes to get serious with her categorization. “Hey, Netflix. . . lemme help you out a bit!”

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And, of course:

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We agree on a #1??? What else do I need to know? Then you’ve got the tweets that show a level of fandom that surpasses most anything else you’ve seen:

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There are three possible reactions to that pic.

1 – I have no idea what that means.

2 – O….M….G….

If you’re in the latter category, you realize that this is a fan with strong, unique, intelligent sensibilities.

I got to chat with Ashley a bit for this post, and I was so immediately thrown by how deep her love for Classic Film goes. My first instinct was to immediately shut the lights off on the blog and hand her the keys.

“You take it,” I said, “I’m a wannabe.”

She laughed and tossed the keys back. You can’t limit her input and output to just Bogart! There are thousands of films out there to watch!

So before we hear from her on specific films, come down the path with me for a bit and get to know Ashley! Then add her on Twitter (https://twitter.com/ oOoOoBarracuda) and get to know her film review blog too (https://belowtheline39.wordpress.com), and her movie diary on on Letterboxd, http://letterboxd.com/ Barracuda/

Bogie Film Blog: Ashley, tell me a little about yourself.

Ashley: My name is Ashley, I’m 27 years old, and work for a legislator in Illinois.

BFG: What’s the draw for you when it comes to Classic Film?

A: I find that there is something so pure about black and white movies. I, of course, watch colorized films, but I am instantly warmer towards a movie when I see that it is black and white. Classic film directors seem to be more invested in the escapism of film. Film is such a unique art because it transcends geographic and psychological limitations. Realism is important, of course; one is much more engaged in a film if they can feel a relation to it. Classic film directors however, seemed to be much more in tuned to taking relatable everyday realism and transporting it to the big screen in such a grand way that the audience escapes their actual life and can really submerge themselves into the glorious world of cinema. It is in my view that classic films are so much better able to penetrate real feeling people and put them on screen for the audience to see. Classic films just embody the situations and events that make up our everyday life. In my estimation, that’s the reason so many stars of the Golden Age, like Gary Cooper and Humphrey Bogart, for instance, feel like the “everyman” people that they were.

BFB: What’s the film that hooked you?

A: As a naturally introspective person, I have analyzed this question to death, and I don’t truly know. My family doesn’t appreciate classic films and my friends often refuse to watch my “old movies” with me. It seems like classic films were a part of my D.N.A. I’ve always preferred films past to films present. That being said, I will never forget the first time I watched Harvey. Watching Jimmy Stewart treat a town’s worth of people, who thought he was certifiably insane, with deep love and respect {and then} turning out to be the wisest person in the bunch has actually shaped my personality. It was the film that taught me to treat people as good as you are, and to remain true to yourself in spite of everyone that wants you to change. Aside from a brilliant and much-needed message, Harvey also showed me the depth an actor could have. No one could see Stewart’s 6′ 3½” co-star, yet his characterization necessitated that he could. The depth Stewart gave his nice guy character is a brilliance I will never forget.

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BFB: Harvey is also one of my all time favorites, and was probably in the first 5 Classic Films I ever saw! I loved it so much that I used the alleyway monologue for my college acting auditions. Talk to me about your favorite all time Classic Film?

A: Of course, this is a difficult question, and the best I could do is narrow it down to two. When I first saw The Lost Weekend I was absolutely floored. It took another viewing before I was even able to talk about it coherently. I find Ray Milland a vastly talented, yet underrated actor, and his on-screen portrayal of addiction is a characterization for the ages. This film also showed me how much a director can give impact to a scene in the simplest of ways. I was 19 when I first saw The Lost Weekend, so I wasn’t that far along in my understanding of film as art, but a couple things {Billy} Wilder did in that film were incredible. In one scene, the audience is told how long Milland’s “Don Birnam” has been in the bar by how many perspiration rings are on the table; that small detail packed such an emotional punch, I felt it through the screen. Also the opening of that film; I find it one of the most powerful openings of all time as the audience sees a bottle being hidden outside of a window before being invited into the home of an addict. Wilder certainly had a penchant for the emotionally powerful and he struck gold with The Lost Weekend.

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12 Angry Men is another film that I just love. Sidney Lumet is responsible for so many classic films, yet rarely gets mentioned among lists of “the great directors.” His masterful telling of the backstories of each juror while leaving them nameless is a directorial feat. Lumet is also a king of the one-setting narrative, which is a type of film I greatly enjoy. To limit oneself to a single setting to tell a story and avoid it coming off flat is something not all can master.

BFB: From the looks of your Twitter account, you watch a ton of films, new and old. On average, how many do you watch in a week?

A: I have a great admiration for Francois Truffaut, and a very serious love affair with his films. I read once that his academic goals after dropping out of school included that he read three books a week and watch three films a day. I have taken that philosophy and altered it, and I try my best to watch two films a day and read one book a week. Some weeks are better than others, but I typically watch no less than 14 films a week. Every month I make a theme (this month it is “films with a place name in the title”) and compile a list of films to see corresponding with how many days are in the month to keep myself organized and engaged.

BFB: Ashley, that’s astounding! You are an organized gal to say the least. If only I had 1/10 of that drive!  

So I gotta ask, what’s your favorite Bogart film, and why?

A: The ultimate every man, Humphrey Bogart made each film he was in his; he’s one of my favorite actors of all-time, making it difficult to pick one favorite. If pressed, I would pick In a Lonely Place. He gave his character, “Dixon Steele,” so much depth and in such an emotional role. There are so many brilliant Bogart films, but I can watch In a Lonely Place absolutely any time and be floored by him. Also, as Louise Brooks writes in her essay, I find it very intriguing if that truly was the role that came closest to the “real” Humphrey Bogart.

BFB: I’ve read that as well. I definitely think it sounds like the “real” Bogart on the latter half of his career – especially after some of the regrets and disappointments he faced with the House Un-American Activities Committee.

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I just revisited the film for a post on Director Nicholas Ray that will be up at the end of the month.

If you could trade places with one Classic star, who would it be and why?

A: I would pick to trade places with Dorothy McGuire on the set of Gentleman’s Agreement. I find Gregory Peck wonderful. I enjoy him much more than Cary Grant, for instance, so I would love to have been able to work with him on a film. Gentleman’s Agreement also boasts a young Dean Stockwell, who is another actor I quite enjoy; the film is also directed by Elia Kazan who is an amazing talent. I would have enjoyed meeting Kazan and picking his brain between takes.

BFB: Is it bad to admit that my favorite Dean Stockwell work is from Quantum Leap? I loved that show as a kid, and in the big two-part Vietnam episode, I was in tears from Stockwell’s work at the end. I’m tearing up now! We should close out here so I can find some tissues. . . 

Ashley, where can people find you on the web?

A: I also found Quantum Leap excellent! I am so thankful that I made the quest through Dean Stockwell’s filmography, otherwise I doubt that I would have discovered it. Oh, that Vietnam episode, I get teary just thinking about that.

I would love for people to visit my movie diary on Letterboxd, http://letterboxd.com/ Barracuda/ or to follow me on Twitter, https://twitter.com/ oOoOoBarracuda!

BFB: Thanks, Ashley! I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship!

Tune in tomorrow for Ashley’s take on The Desperate Hours!