Categories this film falls into:
the strange love of martha ivers (1946)
A woman with everything - and a man who could take it
John Patrick (story)
This film was my first conscious introduction to film
noir. I had seen films considered noir, but never really
thought much about them. Then I caught this on AMC and thought, wow,
that's what all the fuss is about. I'm not saying it's the best example
of this genre out there, but it's definitely one of my favorites.
The basic plot: Barbara Stanwyck (Martha Ivers) kills her stern Grandmother
and then inherits everything. The only people that know the truth are
her husband, Kirk Douglas (Walter O'Neil) and her true love, Van Heflin
(Sam Masterson) who has just returned to town....
THINGS I LOVE
The ultimate femme fatale. The queen of film noir. All
bow to Barbara.
in his film debut. Wow, what a start - staring opposite Barbara Stanwyck.
This role, I think, is one of the few times he has starred as a weak,
Van Heflin and
Lizabeth Scott. They have good chemistry onscreen.
Toni (Lizabeth Scott) - sitting on the step, crossing her legs - classic
noir introduction to a woman. Toni isn't the femme fatale
in this one, but she is mysterious - you're not quite sure if she's
dangerous or not.
why Walter got drunk between Walter and Martha. The two faces extremely
close - the rapid fire dialogue - fantastic.
Sam over to feel him out and see why he came to town - catching up,
in from seeing Sam - the conversation about whether Sam was staying
The look on Martha's
face when she realizes Sam isn't going to kill Walter.
Very cool ending.
I'm sorry I
was caught. - Martha Ivers
The road curved,
but I didn't. - Sam Masterson
That pine soap
makes you tingle all over. - Toni
- There's something very personal about soap. Almost as personal as
a toothbrush. - Sam
- I won't use your toothbrush. - Toni
I'm not the best
of people. I'm just Toni Marachek. - Toni
I'll go back
with you. - Toni
- Good, I wanted you to say that. - Sam
I wasn't going
to shoot. - Walter
- I wasn't going to wait and see. - Sam
Martha, I'm not
sure that I've ever known you. - Sam
Got a riddle
for you, Sam. Maybe you can help me solve it. It's a little riddle called
what's to be done about me, Martha and you. Sounds just like a poem.
If it rhymed, it would rhyme with murder. - Walter
I thought you
loved me. - Martha
- I thought I did, too. - Sam
- Now you hate me. - Martha
- Now I'm sorry for you. - Sam
I missed a bus
once and I was lucky. I wanted to see if I could be lucky twice. - Toni