Sunday, 30 March 2025

The Black Swan (Henry King, 1942)

After his old friend Henry Morgan (Laird Cregar) is made governor of Jamaica, former pirate Jamie (Tyrone Power) bristles at the transition to respectability.

When another pirate, Billy Leech (George Sanders), breaks Morgan's truce, Jamie is ordered to hunt his old comrade down.

These orders coincide with news that a woman Jamie is infatuated with - Lady Margaret (Maureen O'Hara) - is heading back to England to be married.

Unhappy with this turn of events, Jamie kidnaps the woman and goes on his mission - not a good idea...


I watched The Black Swan after watching a clutch of Errol Flynn movies. I had heard it highlighted as one of the best swashbucklers, and after Mark of Zorro, I was eager to see more of star Tyrone Power.

I spent forever looking for a copy and then found a good quality version on YouTube.
Appropriate for a pirate movie, I guess.

Tyrone Power is Errol Flynn's Peter Blood in reverse - starting as a lawless pirate, he finds himself deputised and beached after a royal pardon.

In the first part of the film, he is almost portrayed as a villain - bare chested; he tries to have his way with the governor’s daughter.

One of the running themes I noted in the other swashbucklers I watched was their evocation of class. 

As with the other swashbucklers of this period, The Black Swan also aligns the characters along class lines: 

While our heroes live according to their own code, the film’s villain, and Margaret's betrothed, Ingram (Edward Ashley) is among the landed gentry. He feeds info to Captain Leach, profiting from the booty while undermining the young governorship of Morgan - repeated references to keeping up appearances.

The real enemy in this film is not piracy, but hypocrisy.

What makes this film unique is how much emphasis it places on strategy and politicking compared with other swashbucklers.

Our hero finds himself on the back foot or at a disadvantage. When he realises he has been outmanoeuvred by the film’s villain, he has to improvise and make the villains think he has turned coat.

The film turns into more of a suspense drama, with Jamie and Margaret are forced to work together in order to avoid being killed.

The colour photography cannot be denied - the shot of the bright blue ship’s decking draped with the bodies of its crew; Jamie preparing to dive into the water with a setting sun behind him.
Tyrone Power’s Jamie is lawless but more calculating than Flynn.  

While Flynn tends to keep into action, and improvise his way out of trouble, in the films I have seen so far, Power’s persona is more thoughtful and cunning. He tends to put on a brash front, but he is more cunning than recklessly brave. 

Of the cast, Laird Cregar is the standout - as Morgan, a pirate-turned-gentleman who bristles at his new responsibilities, he brings an energy and humour that the rest of the film needs. 
There is so much to like about The Black Swan. Even with the plot, which feels a shade over-complicated, the film moves at a decent clip.

The worst aspect of the film is Jamie's relationship with Margaret - he spends most of the film harassing her, and then kidnaps her. It is only after they are kidnapped, and forced to work together, that she begins to warm to him.

In such a sumptuous production, this ugly level of misogyny adds a darker subtext to our lawless hero's personal code.

Women get short shrift in all the swashbucklers I have watched. It is not a unique feature of the film, but The Black Swan is probably the most overt example of this marginalisation.

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Saturday, 29 March 2025

OUT NOW: A Working Man (David Ayer, 2025)

When his friend’s daughter is kidnapped by human traffickers, former royal marine Levon Cade (Jason Statham) goes on a mission to get the girl back, no matter the consequences.


The thing that put me in the right headspace for this movie was the score.


There is a little of the contemporary Zimmeresque tones but there is a lot of synth piano and martial Melodies which feel like descendants of the kinds of soundtracks that used to pump up the oeuvres of Schwarzenegger, Stallone (who has a screenplay credit), and their ilk.


The story is straightforward but filled with interesting textures - the villains are different varieties of scumbag. Maybe not as colourful as the antagonists of Ayer’s last film, but they feel more grounded and fleshed out.


While almost completely earnest, the film is willing to be completely silly - the blinged out Russian gangbangers, the biker gang with various kinds of helmet (one wears a Samurai helm, the leader’s headgear is a German WW2 helmet with antlers).


The wealthy predator who is salivating after young girls is a caricature of privilege - in the last scene he wears a top hat, cloak and holds a cigarette holder.


An intentional gag? Who cares?


It is all very violent and satisfying, with an action-packed finale featuring Statham taking on armies of villains. 


While the veteran action star gets to play one-man-army, the film deserves credit for giving the would-be damsel in distress, Arianna Rivas, some opportunities to escape. In a satisfying addition to the climax, she gets her own back against her captors, in suitably gruesome fashion.


Following  Ayer’s previous movie, I was expecting A Working Man to dabble in contemporary political dog whistles (especially with the villains’ involvement in human trafficking). 


It ends up feeling more traditional - a kidnapped woman as the catalyst for righteous ass-kicking.


If anything, what is interesting about the film is how it takes a familiar template, and revises it for the 2020s. The most obvious shift is our hero’s background as a veteran of the War on Terror. 


After twenty-something years, films like this one are using America’s most recent conflict in the symbolic place that Vietnam took in the action genre’s earlier days. 


This war becomes a signifier for protagonists blessed with extraordinary skills and cursed by the consequences of those skills.


The ending seems to hint at this - with Statham’s exit after delivering the girl framed in a similar fashion to John Wayne’s at the end of The Searchers - but it seems like this working man will get the redemption Wayne never gets.


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OUT NOW: Black Bag (Steven Soderbergh, 2025)

When his intelligence agent wife Kathryn (Cate Blanchett) is listed as a potential leak for a new cyber weapon, analyst George (Michael Fassbender) finds his personal and professional lives bleeding into each other.


As he pursues his investigation, he finds himself untangling a web of intrigue that might break more than his marriage...



I run hot/cold with Soderbergh - this one is on my wavelength.


A fun combination of spy and sex games, Black Bag is the most fun I have had with a Soderbergh movie since Kimi.


There is a confidence and a focus to the movie, and the way it disperses information, that I appreciate.


It is particularly impressive for creating a sense of different forces at work without feeling overburdened with plot.


Soderbergh and screenwriter David Koepp smartly keep the focus on the character dynamics. The film recognises that there is no such thing a separation between the personal and the professional, and that extends to the clandestine work of intelligence.


Three couples shift in configuration as our leads attempt to work it if they are the overseer or the focus of a conspiracy. The line between personal and professional becomes invisible - the interpersonal games as each couple is forced to reveal the true nature of their respective relationships.


Sex  and gender colour the characters’ interactions as they play (or don’t) on each other’s peccadillos.


The film fits the framework of a locked room mystery with a final scene where all our main characters are brought together for the final unravelling of the caper.


Fassbender plays George as a cool professional - although his facade is not nearly as perfect as Blanchett's.


I cannot remember who said it, but a critic referred to Blanchett as at her best when she is playing a character who is themselves involved in some kind of performance. She plays Kathryn with a knowing edge - an opacity that the film plays into to unexpected effect.


With his glasses, sense and precision and - with the way all his hobbies interweave with his work - it is hard not to think of the character as a stand-in for the director. 


He is as vulnerable as anyone - he is just more honest, and self-aware enough, to recognise it. He and his wife have found ways to integrate both aspects of their lives - their greatest strength is their trust.


It might just be because of the genre, but the male cast resembles an in-joke: a collection of past and potential Bonds - you have Fassbender, Regé-Jean Page, and Brosnan.


The former Bond has little screen time but is worth a mention.


Soderbergh has a gift for bringing out unique qualities in actors who are not known for them.


In Brosnan’s case, it is a volcanic sense of rage. There is an underpinning of weakness and insecurity to his version of M - a sense that the highway heads might not be the coolest.

 

As the newest face amongst the cast, Marisa Abela stood out. The youngest member of the trifecta of couples, she almost becomes the everyman, the entry point for the viewer - until her own weirdness adds more unpredictability to the group.


As always, frequent Soderbergh collaborator David Holmes perfectly captures the tone of the piece with a sly, spare electronic score. 


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Friday, 28 March 2025

RIP Eon

In this season of The James Bond Cocktail Hour podcast, we are covering the six year gap between Licence to Kill and GoldenEye, covering everything James Bond-related, from books to comics to video games, to non-Bond properties which tried to fill the gap.



We discuss the end of Eon and Amazon's take-over of Bond's creative direction.

Plus reviews of Netflix's Black Doves and Steven Soderbergh's Black Bag!

Check out the episode at the link below:



























Edge of Darkness: Compassionate Leave

Edge of Darkness: Into the Shadows

Edge of Darkness: Burden of Proof

Edge of Darkness: Breakthrough

Edge of Darkness: Northmoor 

Edge of Darkness: Fusion













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