John Huston's faithful adaptation of the WR Burnett novel is the common ancestor of all heist films. It wrote the rules of the genre and invented the three act structure of the caper story: the development of a plan and assembly of a gang; the enaction of the actual robbery; and a conclusion where it all falls apart due to the tragic flaws of both the logistics and the protagonists.
Sam Jaffe (Doc) works up an idea for a jewel raid worth a million dollars and interviews for a safecracker, a heavy (Sterling Hayden as Dix) and a getaway driver. He seeks finance from a lawyer (Louis Calhern) who is financially ruined and intends to steal the haul himself. Great to see a very young Marilyn Monroe as his sleepy-eyed, gold digging moll.
The heist mimics a legitimate business. As the crooked lawyer says, 'crime is just a left handed form of human endeavour'. Dix is a dumb, monosyllabic stick up man but the only one with any values (though rugged), a sense of duty (though distorted) and any loyalty at all. Jean Hagen plays his moll, the sort of bad luck dame who is always crying her fake eyelashes down a river of mascara.
Dix dreams of being back on the farm in Kentucky. But it's futile. As Doc says, 'we all work for our vice', and it's this that destroys each man. For Dix it is the horses. Doc is undone by his sexual fetish. It's a landmark film, full of imaginative flourishes and convincing jargon. It is a work of realism, but the pessimistic fatalism is ultra noir.
take yourself back to the good old days. sat night popcorn cola and a great movie.lots of great action and with great actors and the gorgeous marily monroe. keeps you on the edge of your seat and as they say the old ones are the best ones.