Bogart Film Fest
Movie #2 (Please click the link to read my review of The Maltese Falcon)
Synopsis: Stupendous
storm, grumpy gangsters, irascible innkeeper, pulverized policeman, war widow,
boozy broad, homeless hero.
Blurb From the VHS
Jacket: “A hurricane seethes outside, but it’s nothing compared to the
electrified atmosphere within the hotel at Key Largo. There sadistic mobster
Johnny Rocco and his stooges hole up against the storm – and hold at gunpoint
hotel owner Nora Temple, her invalid father-in-law and ex-GI Frank McCloud.”
What Did I Learn?:
If you and a several innocent guests are being held hostage in your own hotel
by a bunch of trigger-happy gangsters, you might wish to keep your mouth shut,
and refrain from repeatedly calling the boss “filth”.
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Really?: 1) So, Johnny Rocco (Edward G. Robinson) hands McCloud (Bogart) a gun
and offers McCloud a chance to kill him at the cost of his own life, and all of
the hostages egg McCloud on to start blasting? No fucking way that would ever
happen – I’m calling “bullshit”. 2) How did those other bad dudes somehow make
it from the southern-most tip of Florida into Georgia by the end of the movie?
Rating: Adapted
from a stage play, Key Largo is a
tense psych-drama with a number of memorable performances; while it’s
remembered (especially by Bertie Higgins) as a Bogie-and-Bacall picture,
Robinson, and to a lesser degree Lionel Barrymore totally steal the show. My
big complaint would be that I had trouble believing certain characters would act
the way they do: in real life, hostages don’t throw gratuitous insults at their
captors –that’s ridiculous. 7/10 stars.
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0040506/
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