Bad Blonde

I saw this under its alternate title "Bad Blonde." Though Barbara Payton is billed before the title, I was confused: Yes, the actress had quite a reputation. She had life that was messy and ultimately very sad. It was more sordid and more interesting than the tabloid girls of today.

And the character she played was bad, to be sure. Yet, the movie makes much more sense under its original title: It's primarily about the character played by Tony Wright. Ms. Payton wears some alluring costumes but we hardly ever see Wright with his shirt on. When he's not boxing, he's swimming.

It's a sad story. Sort of a film noir, yes. But we feel bad for the basically decent people who are trampled on because of others' greed and desires. Frederick Valk is excellent as Giuseppi, the man drawn into representing the title character in his fight career.

The plot reminded me, particularly in his character, of Tennessee Williams" "Orpheus Descending." An interesting movie, if ultimately not an especially good one.

An ambitious undertaking for Exclusive, strictly speaking based on a novel by Max Catto, but suspiciously resembling 'The Postman Always Rings Twice'; it bears viewing today as a showcase for the ill-fated Barbara Payton and an almost spectral appearance by Selma Vas Diaz as the cuckolded husband's vengeful sister.

As part of an arrangement with American producer Robert Lippert, Britains' legendary Hammer Studios (known at this time as Exclusive) knocked out a bunch of low-budget features which included film noir stories such as this one. Directed by horror genre specialist Reginald Le Borg ("Calling Dr. Death", "The Mummy's Ghost", "The Black Sleep"), it tells a comfortably familiar tale. The beefy Tony Wright plays Johnny Flanagan, an up-and-coming boxer taken under the wing of trainer Sharkey (Sidney James) and flamboyant old Italian promoter Giuseppe Vecchi (Frederick Valk). Then the promoters' sultry wife Lorna (Barbara Payton) sinks her hooks into Johnny, trying to inspire him to bump off Giuseppe.

"The Flanagan Boy", a.k.a. "Bad Blonde", is no great example of the film noir genre, but it does include a number of its standard elements in respectable fashion. Johnny is a classic "poor sap" who suffers tremendous guilt, but who still feels overwhelmed by the advances of this sexy siren. Star attraction Payton *is* a perfect example of the "femme fatale" archetype: conniving, self-serving, manipulative. This is a solid vehicle for her talents, at the least. Her entrance is memorable, as we and the camera ogle her legs when Wright catches sight of her in Valks' home. James (in a largely serious performance), John Slater (as the amiable Charlie), and an unbilled George Woodbridge (as the police inspector) offer excellent support. Valks' performance tends to be a little much at times, but one certainly can't accuse the actor of phoning it in.

A worthy viewing for aficionados of Hammer and the noir genre in general. Future top Hammer screenwriter Jimmy Sangster was the assistant director here.

Seven out of 10.

AKA..."The Flanagan Boy"

That Was the Original British Title, from the Famous "Hammer Studios" that Copied America's Film-Noirs in the Early 50's,

Before the "Lighting in a Bottle" was Captured by Copying America's "Universal Studios" Horror Icons (Frankenstein, Dracula, The Mummy, The Wolf Man, The Phantom of the Opera, etc.).

Hammer Imprinted its Own Gravitas by Brilliantly Overlaying the "Monsters" in Luscious Rich Color, Detailed Beautiful Sets, and to Top it Off...Low-Cut Displays of the Female Form, Modernized Bloody Violence, and to Top-Off the Top-Off,

Brought Forth 2 Dynamic Actors, Peter Cushing and Christopher Lee who Became Icons of Horror with Long and Distinguished Careers.

But "Bad Blonde" was Made Before All That, when "Hammer" was a Low-Budget Studio Doing Solid, Entertaining, B-Movie Genre Entertainment on a Shoestring, Noirs and Adventure Movies Mostly.

In this One, a Real-Life "Bad Girl", Barbara Payton, Supersedes Everything and Everyone in this British Copy-Cat Plot,

by Bringing to the Character and Screen the "Real Deal", for She in Real-Life was Living the Caricature that was so Much in Demand in the Hard-Boiled World of Pulp Fiction and the Big Screen.

Looking "Hard as Nails" that Barely Hid Her Behind the "Performance" of a Lustful, Alluring, Magnetic, Femme Fatale that was "Rotten to the Core". She Didn't "Nail It"...She Was It.

Hammer Made this with Prolific B-Master, Director Le Borg who Sensibilities were Aligned with the Budget and Style of Genre

and Delivered Along with the Cinematographer, some Angels and Sets that were "Artistically" Above Average and Worthy of the B-Movie Sensationalism that its Fans Loved, Admired, and Supported.

Tony Wright, in His 1st Movie is a Bit Stiff...

after Ogling Payton Licking Her Lips and Sliding Her Stockings, who Wouldn't Be? He Never Recovers.

But the Biggest Gripe has to be Frederic Valk as the Rich Husband and Boxing Promoter is So Gregarious and Over the Top,

Loudly Expressing His Every Thought, Shouting Louder and Louder Like Everyone in the Room is Near-Deaf.

It is Hard to Stomach and may Drive Sensitive Types Away Faster than You Can Say..."Maybe bumping him off isn't such a bad thing". But Seriously!

Other than that bit of Sarcastic Criticism, Hammer's British Take on Film-Noir is Stylish, Competent and Obviously Very British.

It Would be Less than 5 Years Later when "Hammer Studios" Hits Artistic and Commercial Success that Lasted Almost 20 Years.

Still Remember Fondly Today for its Contribution of Excellent Cinema Done with a Panache that Many Imitated but Never Came Close to Duplicating the Aforementioned "Lightning in a Bottle".

If it's a Hammer Film...It's...Worth a Watch.

In 1950, American producer Robert Lippert formed a business alliance with Hammer studios. Under the agreement, Lippert would provide American acting talent - frequently shop-worn stars or just supporting actors who fancied a profitable trip out of the country - while Hammer would supply the rest of the cast and the production facilities. Together they would split the profits. Famous for his concern with the bottom line, Lippert produced over 140 films between 1946 and 1955, characteristically genre pieces such as I Shot Jesse James or Rocketship XM. For the British deal, most of the films were noir-ish thrillers - and include this title.

Directed by American B-meister Reginald La Borg, The Flanagan Boy is a hugely enjoyable tale of a young boxer whose career is destroyed by the blonde of the US title, the aptly cast Barbara Peyton. Peyton, whose short career was marred by disastrous excesses and liaisons in her private life, is marvellous as the scheming fatale Lorna Vechi, whose marriage to a doting boxing manager is a sham, and whose sexual predations draw in most men around her. Surprisingly explicit in showing female desire (at one point Lorna licks her lips in close up as she eyes the torso of the well formed fighter, standing all self- conscious and sweaty after a bout), as others have noticed this is a film that recalls the similar shenanigans of The Postman Always Rings Twice (1946). Sid James makes an appearance as the original manager of the doomed boxer, and it's a film that still bears up well.