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DARK PASSAGE

(Warner Bros.) F you are one of Mr. Bogart’s more enthusiastic followers, then this is the show for you-if, like me, you find something vaguely comic in him there is still no reason why Dark Passage should give you claustrophobia. For one thing, you don’t come face to face with Mr. Bogart until the film is threequarters finished and in the meantime there is some real classy photography, one or two excellent minor character players-and, inevitably, the alluring Miss Bacall. Since Bogie and Miss B. get thrown together a good deal (he is an escaped convict and she hides him in her penthouse flat), and since much of the camera-work is done from his point of view, the audience gets the full impact of The Looks intended solely for Mr. Bogart. But there’s no need to be embarrassed about that-they are

frank and open looks, for Miss B. is ia comradely type, and an artist. She is also rich (through inheritance, not art) and commendably open4handed. "When I get excited about anything," she says, "I give it everything I have. I’m funny that way." Well, nearly everything. She gives Mr. Bogart shelter, and a new suit to take the place of his prison greys, ‘and a smart line in shirts, and a wristlet watch and q cigarette lighter, Then while he is recovering from the attentions of a plastic surgeon who has remodelled his face, she nurses him like -well, like a nurse. It was this convalescent sequence which gave me the best laugh of the week. For half the film you don’t see more than the back of Mr. Bogart’s head, then for another thousand feet or two he is wandering round with his head wrapped tightly in surgical gauze and sticking plaster-looking rather like a cross between Boris Karloff’s Mummy and the Invisible Man, And then comes the unveiling, the Big Moment. Miss B. snips slowly and deliberately, and the cerements fall away and therewhaddya know?-there is Mr. Bogart, just as he always was. "It’s unbeliev- able," croaks Miss Bacall. Well, almost. ,

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New Zealand Listener, Volume 19, Issue 483, 24 September 1948, Page 24

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DARK PASSAGE New Zealand Listener, Volume 19, Issue 483, 24 September 1948, Page 24

DARK PASSAGE New Zealand Listener, Volume 19, Issue 483, 24 September 1948, Page 24

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