Film Review
Now an international star, thanks to her appearances in such films as
Arabian Nights (1942) and
Cobra Woman (1944), Maria Montez
began her conquest of Europe with this torrid film noir. The
first of two films that Montez made in France - the other being
Bernard-Roland's
Portrait d'un
assassin (1949) -
Hans le
marin (a.k.a.
Wicked City)
looks like a throwback to the poetic realist films of the late 1930s,
with Julien Duvivier's
Pépé le Moko
(1937) and Marcel Carné's
Le Quai des brumes (1938) being
two obvious influences on both the plot and the film's brooding
aesthetic. Here Montez stars alongside her husband, Jean-Pierre
Aumont, the first film he made in his native France after his decade
long exile in America. Immedaitely prior to this, the couple had
worked together on John Brahm 's
Siren
of Atlantis (1949).
Adapted from a novel by Edouard Peisson,
Hans le marin was directed by
Aumont's brother, François Villiers. Although he only made
around a dozen films, Villiers was critically acclaimed for his work,
winning a Golden Globe for
L'Eau vive
(1958) and the Grand prix du cinéma français (the
forerunner of the Best Film César) for
Jusqu'au bout du monde
(1962). Whilst
Hans le marin
is far from being his best regarded work, it reveals in Villiers a
director of considerably skill and artistry. The location
sequences are particularly effective, making good use of the Marseille
setting to emphasise the hopelessly tragic nature of the protagonist's
romantic infatuation, in classic film noir fashion. The winding streets
of the Old Port, steeply ascending and descending as in an Escher
print, create a stifling sense of entrapment, and we realise early on
in the film that Aumont's character has no possibility of escape.
Once he has fallen under the spell of Montez's darkly seductive femme
fatale he is a doomed man, and who can blame him?
Jean-Pierre Aumont is surprisingly effective in the role which, in
French films of the late 1930s, would have gone by default to Jean
Gabin. Aumont may not have Gabin's presence or tragic allure, but
there is an intensity and odd mix of romanticism and menace to his
portrayal which is rarely noticeable in his other films. In his
dual quest to recover both his identity and the woman who has become
his enchantress, Aumont vaguely resembles James Stewart in Hitchcock's
Vertigo
(1958), and it is only the unambitious, disappointingly
formulaic script that prevents this from being his best film.
Montez slips so easily into the part of the femme fatale that you can
hardly imagine her in any other role, and despite her limited range she
is absolutely spellbinding, particularly in her electrically charged
scenes with Aumont. Marcel Dalio and Lilli Palmer are welcome
additions to an impressive supporting cast, although both are let down
by some lazy screenwriting which prevents their characters from being
much more than noir stereotypes.
Hans le marin was a last gasp for
French poetic realism and it did little to revitalise Jean-Pierre Aumont's flagging
popularity in France after the war, but, a stylish blend of French and
American film noir, it was an admirable beginning for director
François Villiers.
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Film Synopsis
Once the US navy ship Alabama has docked at the port of Marseille, three of its
crew, including a Canadian Eric Martin, head straight for the Kit-Cat
bar. Here, Eric falls under the spell of the prostitute
Dolorès and spends the night with her. When he leaves the
next morning, Eric is attacked with a knife by two thugs, Victor and
Aimé, who make off with his money and identity papers. As
Eric recovers from his injuries in hospital, his boat leaves
Marseille. Once out of hospital, Eric goes looking for
Dolorès but he is told that she left the city a few days ago
with a rich lover. Alone and penniless, Eric finds work as a
bouncer at the Kit-Cat bar. He meets a gypsy, Tania, who works at
the bar as a fortune teller. Taking pity on Eric, Tania agrees to
help him by providing him with the identity papers of a Dutch sailor
named Hans Norgen...
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