Edward, My Son (1949)

(On Cable TV, September 2020) There are two interesting things to chew upon while watching Edward, My Son—first, the conceit of having a film named after a character that is never shown (or heard) on-screen; and second, seeing Spencer Tracy play a despicable character. The film is a character study of the father, as his own personal failings help shape the deplorable personality of his (unseen) son, all leading to retribution both legal and personal. The protagonist’s egomania fuels his desire to shape his son into a more privileged version of himself, and this shaping extracts a toll on both men. It’s a decent theme and an intriguing premise (somewhat stylized by presenting the passage of time through candles on birthday cakes—this is adapted from a theatrical play) but in execution falls somewhat flat. The pacing is off, the staginess of the presentation reminds us that this is all a conceit, and all the parts don’t quite come together harmoniously. But, hey, Spencer Tracy being evil—at least there’s that.