Danger Signal (1945)

Wonderful character development!

I enjoyed watching this film and would recommend other to give it a try , (as I am) but this movie, although enjoyable to watch due to the better than average acting fails to add anything new to its storyline that is all too familiar to these types of movies.

All of these films share one commonality, that being a kind of emotional center that humanizes a cast of monsters.

It's easily one of the freshest, sharpest and most enjoyable films of this year.

Killer Zachary Scott (Ronnie) romances women, kills them and takes their money. So watch out Faye Emerson (Hilda) and sister Mona Freeman (Anne) because he's just moved in to the spare room of your house. And you are both in his sights.Scott is excellent as the psychopath who has no empathy or feelings towards his victims. He is charming and totally evil. All the cast do well but Mona Freeman's personality changes are a bit unbelievable and the shy, indecisiveness of doctor Bruce Bennett (Andrew) is pretty annoying.The film keeps going without any lulls up until its sudden ending which could have better. Up to that point, though, it's good and Scott seems to be in complete control of his scheme……until Emerson fights back with some psychological torture of her own.

I don't feel like writing a whole review on this, but I can't believe the high rating this worse-than-average movie gets here.It just unfolds. There are no plot twists, nothing the least bit unpredictable. Until the end, that is, I guess.SPOILERS Then, suddenly, out of nowhere, some guy shows up and chases the anti-hero. I had no idea who he was. I had to go back and replay the movie from the beginning and found that he last appeared 14 minutes into the film, almost 75 minutes before his sudden, unannounced, unexplained reappearance. I had completely forgotten his existence by then!Then the guy falls a whole 10 feet to his death! And all this happens in like 2 minutes with no development whatsoever! I was going to give this a 5/10 before the ending came along. END SPOILERSThe only thing that makes this movie worth watching is Faye Emerson. She is not bad looking, although a bit odd, and her acting is excellent!

This is a must for film noir fans, and it deserves to be better known. If it had more of an A-list cast, it would probably be considered a classic.At the very beginning it resembles Hitchcock's "Shadow of a Doubt." Zachary Scott plays a secretive writer on the run from the law, though for a while it's not clear whether he's really a criminal. Under an assumed name, he charms his way into a household of women.From then on, the plot is original -- consistently clever but never confusing. Male treachery and female jealousy play their parts, and just when one character's motives become clear, you have to start wondering what another character is up to. If you guess how it all turns out, you're a psychic.There is one little detail that's handled sloppily, but it comes early and is excusable. All in all, this is what a mystery should be.

In the 19th century there was a whole established school of the psychology of personality called physiognomy. We don't hear much about it anymore. Physiognomy was a method of deducing personality traits from appearance alone. Pointy ears meant a bad temper. Heavy eyelids meant a reserved character. Physical features were to physiognomists what bumps on the head were to phrenologists.Sorry. I only mention this because no physiognomist would believe a word of what Zachary Scott said. The poor guy was tall and had a smooth voice but he resembles some kind of underwater creature with his goggle eyes and that mustached brushed backwards like the whiskers on a carp.He puts that semi-handsome but eely presence to good use in "Danger Signal," a short and well-done B drama in which Scott goes about murdering women for their money and then blowing town.In the opening scene we watch him coolly knotting his tie over the dead body of his latest conquest, removing the golden ring he gave her, and stuffing her money into his suitcase before exiting through the window as the landlady pounds on the locked door of the hotel room. We don't know anything else about him and yet we know all we need to know. He's a murderous, psychopathic bottom feeder.If we had any doubts -- could this obvious set-up be a trap for the viewer? -- they're laid to rest in the next scene. Scott is on a train headed for Los Angeles. A man settles in behind him and throws his jacket over the top of the seat. The lapels flop down into Scott's view. Scott dispassionately notices the "ruptured duck" pin on the lapel, a sign of recent discharge from the armed forces, removes it, and drops it into his own pocket. From now on he will pose as a short story writer, which he is, but will falsely claim that he has just been medically discharged after having been wounded in the South Pacific.His fluidity, his reasoning, his charm work wonders. He seduces Faye Emerson, a pretty but colorless office drone, slips her the golden ring ("from my grandmother") and promises to marry her when his ship comes in. It's not clear exactly what he wants from her since she doesn't seem to have a large stash around.But when Emerson's yummy younger sister, Mona Freeman, moves back into the house and reveals that she's about to inherit a good deal of pelf, he seduces Freeman and begins to ignore Emerson. Now -- he may be a bright guy, in the way that psychopaths are bright, but it's a very bad idea to try dumping a thirtyish spinster with whom you've raised the question of marriage. It leads to Scott's undoing.I missed the last twenty minutes or so, and can't comment on the ending, but what I saw was a respectable black-and-white drama shot on a modest budget, competently direct, and nicely photographed -- good enough, that is to say, that I'd like to watch it again from beginning to end.