In a Lonely Place (1950)

(On Cable TV, April 2019) While In a Lonely Place would be a great film noir no matter who was cast in the lead role, seeing Humphrey Bogart as an impulsively violent screenwriter embroiled in a sordid murder plot does add a lot to the result. Many critics with a good knowledge of Bogart’s career will single out his performance here as the closest to Bogart’s real-life personality and an underrated critic’s choice. The metareferential aspects of the story set in Hollywood are enough to recall Sunset Blvd and All about Eve, also released in 1950. But it’s the execution that shines. The direction and set designs are straightforward, but the dialogues, characters and plot more than make this a great watch. (Some acting is a bit off, but it has to be measured against the looser standards of the time.)  It ends on a tragic note in the classic sense, as the protagonist’s flaws prevent him from getting what he wants. (It’s more optimistic than the original scripted ending, but no less heartbreaking.) Bogart is quite good here—while he doesn’t really come across credibly as a screenwriter, he definitely manages to portray the violent impulses of the character more efficiently than another actor would. Twenty-first century viewers will be quick to identify this as a look at toxic masculinity decades before the term was coined, and does so with Humphrey Bogart—who exemplified its characteristics in a glamorous fashion. While sometimes presented as a film noir without qualifications, In a Lonely Place earns a second look in part because it pulls back from noir at the last moment, ending in a way that is far more relatable than the usual everybody-dies-then-goes-to-prison conclusion that other comparable film would have taken. Sometime the harshest prisons are the one we build for ourselves, and there’s no better tour guide that Bogart’s haggard look.