The Black Glove

As a deeply passionate by Noir genre I used never give under seven in any of this kind, this is widely perceived a minor movie about an American high-profile trumpet jazz player James Bradley (Alex Nicol) arrives on London to do a British tour, after the show tired he accidently meets with a blonde gorgeous singer Maxine Halbartd (Ann Hanslip) which she invites him to a dinner at her home, the chemistry is blatant perceived, lately James leaving there, although someone entered in the Maxine's apartment, in the dawn James was wake up by the police asking where he was that night, he receives the bad news about Maxine's death, then he starts his own investigation, taking him on dangerous places at London, among fights, misunderstandings he is reaching of the truth, between a live show and countless research he will slowly getting to the point, an American British co-production on Hammer's label this movie is slow paced, but intriguing and too much complex adrift quite often, Alex Nicol doesn't fits on so-called handsome star, he usually was a good supporting casting, overall the picture wasn't so bad at all, beside it is a Noir movie!!

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First watch: 2020 / How many: 1 / Source: DVD / Rating: 7

American Title..."The Black Glove"...UK Title..."Face the Music"

Hammer Studios, soon to Become Internationally Famous with a 20 Year-Run of Fan-Favorites and Critical Praise.

Re-Inventing the Universal Horror-Monster Craze of the 1930-40's, with a "New" Brand of Style, Using Impeccably Designed Sets and Costumes with Cutting-Edge Make-Up, Monsters, Sex, and Violence.

But Before All That the Small British Studio had a Good-Stretch with Film-Noir.

This One, Directed by Terence Fisher, who would be Front and Center as the Lead Director for the Horror Films, Tries Hard with a Heavy Dose of Jazz-Trumpet, that Gives it a Different Feel.

The First and Third Acts Contain some Nifty City-Neon-Night Scenes, but the Murder Mystery and Noir Ambiance Suffers from Too Many Suspects and Characters.

The Behind the Scenes Jazz World and Recording Business is Also an Off-Beat Touch, but the Film may Suffer Somewhat, Depending, on a Border-Line Overdose of "Trumpet-Solos".

In the End it is Shocking to See a Film-Noir, any Film of this Sort, with all the Suspects Gathered in 1 Room to Confront the Evidence, that Plays Dated Like an Agatha Christie or a Poirot Story.

The Overall is a Not to Satisfying Outing for a Hammer Noir or a Terence Fisher Movie. But its Produced Well, with some Off-Beat Treats and as Always, it it's a Hammer Film, it's...

Worth a Watch.

Note...The Trumpet Solos Played by "Kenny Baker"

Directed by Terence Fisher, The Black Glove or Face the Music is a British film from Hammer starring Alex Nicol as James Bradley, a jazz trumpet player (fabulous dubbing by Kenny Baker). After a performance, he heads home but is distracted by a beautiful singer (Ann Hanslip) in a club. They go to her place and dine on spaghetti. When he leaves, he forgets his trumpet.

The next morning the police arrive - the singer has been found murdered, and he's the prime suspect. Bradley sets out to clear himself, investigating a mysterious recording, a recording company, meeting the singer's sister (Barbara Quigley), and having poison put on his mouthpiece.

This was an overly complex mystery, and I confess I don't know how it all came together. The film had an Agatha Christie moment with all involved gathered together.

I enjoyed the music. The rest I found slow going.

The Black Glove (AKA: Face the Music) is directed by Terence Fisher and adapted to screenplay by Ernest Borneman from his own novel Face the Music. It stars Alex Nicol, Eleanor Summerfield, John Salew, Paul Carpenter and Geoffrey Keen. Out of Hammer Film Productions, music is by Ivor Stanley and Kenny Baker, and cinematography by Jimmy Harvey.

Brad Bradley (Nicol) is an American trumpet player in London who finds himself suspected of murdering a lady blues singer. Bogged down by lack of sleep and with only minor clues to work from, Bradley trawls the basement Jazz clubs of the city trying to clear his name.

I felt like yesterday's corpse when I finally got away that night.

A murder mystery with shades of noir, The Black Glove is a decent viewing experience for the most part but one that is ultimately undone by a weak finale. Clues are followed, mystery element is strong, but the writer cheats a bit as the reveal plays out in Hercule Poirot fashion. The atmosphere and tone of the picture is impressive, we are in a world of low level music bars and one bed apartments, London's bright lights serving as the backdrop as Brad Bradley goes sleuth. He narrates as well, often providing us viewers with some wry or grizzled observations, the dialogue sharp and a bonus aspect in the film. The music is snazzy, with Kenny Baker and his Dozen providing the backbone for this music set drama, the trumpet sections particularly enjoyable. Most of the film is lighted to provide shadows, but one pre-crime shot involving street lamps only makes us lament there wasn't more of this type of photography within. Cast are good enough, especially the likable Nicol, and direction from Fisher, who would go on to become a legend amongst Hammer Horror fans, is safe and assured. 6/10

Taking advantage of arrangements favoured by the UK's Eady levy (a state film subsidy established after the war) 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. None were entirely of the first rank, but they remain never less than entertaining, and include THE BLACK GLOVE.

The presence of Alex Nichol and the trumpet playing of Kenny Ball somewhat compensate for weaknesses elsewhere in The Black Glove (aka: Face The Music, 1953) a thriller set in a London world of basement jazz clubs, recording studios and dingy flats. The genial Nichol, perhaps best remembered today for his role as the rancher's crazed son in The Man From Laramie (1955), plays hero James Bradley, a musician who picks up a singer after a London concert, only for her to be murdered shortly after. Following the familiar pattern, Bradley has to discover the real killer and clear himself of suspicion. Nichol gives a likable performance as the trumpet player in a film that includes an archetypal noir voice-over as well as Kenny Ball's frequently soulful contribution on brass, which both add a good deal to the atmosphere. The opening, mutual attraction between Bradley and victim Maxine, played out over music, is especially fine. The intensity between kindred spirits recalls the first meeting in Gun Crazy (1950) while their later scenes just after, expressing their growing romance in cynical rhyming couplets ("Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, show me a woman a man can trust," etc), is also memorable. Bradley's continuous, professed lack of sleep adds to the dream-like mood of the piece. Maxine's sister Barbara works in Soho's Underground Club - "the sort of place you live horizontally or not at all" and most of the clues are found in and around the music produced there. The end of the film is more disappointing, a curious throwback to traditional whodunits, with principal suspects and interested police gathered together in a single room, so that the killer can be progressively unmasked. It's a clumsy and unconvincing narrative device. Director Fisher would later be associated with many of Hammer's celebrated Gothic horror releases.