Close-Up (1948)

Slow pace in the most part of the movie.

Sick Product of a Sick System

Best movie ever!

It is an exhilarating, distressing, funny and profound film, with one of the more memorable film scores in years,

In New York, a camera crew films long-legged models parading in front of a bank. Making a news reel about feminine fashion seems like the most mundane of assignments. However, the film, once developed, contains images so shocking, so spectacular that people are willing to lie, scheme and kill in order to obtain it...Clever little thriller with ingenious plot twists and welcome flashes of wit. (Watch out for the scene where the hero, threatened by enemies, has an idea of genius : he lights up a cigarette in a "No Smoking" area.) "Close-up" boasts a decent plot, decent performances and an inventive use of the urban environment. On the other hand, the general atmosphere could be darker : there is very little in the way of frightening eeriness or venomous fanaticism. To me this seems like a bit of a missed opportunity, since the idea of a dead / alive Nazi on the loose in an unsuspecting city is quite grisly.Still, well worth your time.

I love this film. It's so full of surprising turnings and brilliant innovations that you actually must enjoy being taken for a ride. The story in itself is ingenious, by accident an ordinary news reel camera man gets someone like Martin Bormann into the picture, and naturally those Nazis having just come out of the bank after some major transactions want to get hold of that film as a matter of life and death.. What follows is a tumultuous roller-coaster of a hunt for the negative, which involves no end to confuisons, and naturally there is a double-crossing dame involved also, and the poor journalist in all his innocence has every reason to get mad. Fortunately he has a cheerful assistant who always manages to keep him happy after all.There are some striking shots on the way that Hitchcock would have enjoyed, and of course some major close-ups. This is one of those films that in all their confusing up and down turnings leaving you more bewildered than the hero. you must look forward to seeing it some time again.

That trans-Atlantic studio Eagle-Lion is the responsible party for giving us Close-Up. A film that seems strange to categorize and ends up being bad noir, bad mystery, and the comic relief of Joey Faye falls flatter than the desert.Alan Baxter and Joey Faye are a pair of newsreel cameramen who on a fashion shoot outside a bank get some footage of a missing Nazi war criminal Richard Kollmar. Kollmar's name in the film is Martin Beaumont, get it Martin Borrmann. I assure in 1948 no one would have missed that connection. Of course this was way before the Russians bothered to tell the world they killed Borrmann in Berlin.In any event Kollmar's in New York and looking to travel farther. He's hooked up with gangster Phillip Huston to get transportation to a safe haven for Nazis. But Huston has plans of his own for Borrmann's money. He wants a lot more than the $15,000.00 he's been promised.Virginia Gilmore is the female lead, she's the moll for Huston and serves as one of many attempts to get the incriminating film footage. This woman deserves better than being in this film. Joey Faye is Alan Baxter's sidekick and simply isn't funny.The film's premise was interesting and could have been better with proper treatment at an A Studio.

Shot entirely in Manhattan, using local talent (I love the scenes on board the Hudson River Ferry and at the Ninety-first Street seaplane landing), "Close-Up" is a film noir with a difference. I'll admit that the script tends to be somewhat juvenile. I wondered what a classy producer like Richard Kollmar was doing in it until I remembered that he had a weekly side job as radio's Boston Blackie, having taken over from Chester Morris. Who could ever forget each week's sonorous introduction: "Friend to those who have no friends! Enemy to those who make him an enemy!" And of course Kollmar was later the other half of radio's "Breakfast with Dorothy and Dick". As it happened, "Close-Up" was his only movie, though he did make a couple of TV appearances and was the host of "Guess What!:But I digress! The point I'm making is that while "Close-Up" is occasionally somewhat amateurish in script and flat-footed in direction, it's never boring or dull. What's more, an appropriately noirish pictorial tone in lighting and atmosphere is masterfully created by New York's resident cinematographer, Bill Miller. And of equal importance, this movie marks the film debut of an original score by the famed orchestrator, Jerome Moross, who later composed for "The Big Country" (1958) which I consider to be the best music score ever written for a movie.