
This movie fits into the “human-noir” category, where
childhood can be a dark affair affected by circumstances,
psychological issues, or the influence of others. Any number of
B-movie actors could have brought justice to each character, yet it
turned out to be the defining film for both John Dall and Peggy
Cummins. A superstar couple may have clouded the natural interpretation of the script by these two. Though the acting is compelling, it is the cinematography
that stands the test of time. This film is based on a
1940 story of the same name from The Saturday Evening Post by
MacKinlay Kantor. The film's premise could be adapted for any decade. He also wrote the screenplay along with Dalton
Trumbo. The story features a gun-shooting husband and wife on their
brief crime-spree honeymoon. It never consistently hits the bull's
eye, but it still racks up some points.

I
found the opening backstory about Dall's childhood obsession with
guns drawn out more than necessary when narration over key filmed
segments would have sufficed. Victor Young's opening score fits these
scenes, which may be the only rushes the prolific composer ever saw.
His music seems absent during the balance of the film. The opening
does make it clear Dall is crazy about shooting guns. Peggy Cummins,
on the other hand, is just plain crazy. In her first scene in this
film—clad in Spandex-like
pants borrowed from television's Lone Ranger—she
appears to be far more dangerous without a gun. She is a crack shot
in a traveling carnival, and Dall is enthralled. He has found his
shooting-mate for life. His psyche is triggered, then he betters her in
an on-stage challenge, using a gun he has never fired before. He is
that good. Dall's future is in her hands—though he tries to rein
her in—they are both on an anticipated downward spiral. Her
character flits from charming to disturbed in the midst of a robbery.
What he does not know about her past—she occasionally has to shoot
somebody—the FBI is well informed. Their “undying” love will
have them running until death do them part.
Directed
by Joseph H. Lewis and produced by Frank and Maurice King of King
Brothers Productions, the eighty-seven-minute film took thirty
days and 400 grand to make. It was released by United Artists.
Without a doubt, the most engaging element of the film is the
periodically astounding cinematography by Russell Harlan. His
extraordinarily realistic in-car camera work has
the viewer riding in the back seat on a typical day of robbery as
Dall and Cummins seem to be unscripted, as their dialogue fades
in and out as if they were ad-libbing. Harlan's famous one-shot bank
robbery sequence from a car's back seat is another trend-setting
example. These scenes appear out of place among other routine scenes, seemingly shot by another cinematographer. Yet his camera placement
under the dash—shooting
through the steering wheel spokes—appears
likely to be a wacky experiment
that actually worked. Also of startling note are the extreme close-ups near the end as we watch the quivering lips of the sweaty couple.
As to be expected during the first century of film, the editing by
Harry Gerstad slips in a “chase” with a studio prop police car
that should have been left on the editing room floor.

At
least two things are puzzling. When the gun-crazy couple is
being tailed by the police, Dall shoots the patrol car's front tire
cleanly through their own rear window with nothing to suggest he
broke out the backlight before shooting. For another, I found the
drive to the top of the mountains strange, where
Dall spent time as a youth. Not so much the drive as the foggy swamp
at the summit. I had no idea there were swamps on California's low-humidity mountaintops.
Finally, seventy-year-old forgettable
films may garner new fans when dissected through Twenty-First
Century thinking. The proper way to interpret this film is with a mid-century mindset. The implausible scenes are invisible to
these commentators, preferring to zero in on the duo's sexual interpretation that they feel compelled to give an "enlightened" reboot to, which was not even thought of (or appropriate ) to comment on in 1950. By this measure, some of today's
forgettable films may one day be considered great after all the personnel invested in the film have died.
Note:
Dall's movie career and his life were short. His only other
notable films before settling into television were Alfred
Hitchcock's Rope, two years prior to this film, and a significant
role in Spartacus (1960). He died at the age of fifty. This is
Irish-born Cummins's best-known and last American film. Her film career
ended in 1961, but she lived a long life with personal involvement in
other ventures. She died at age ninety-two in London.
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