Based
on a story by John Steinbeck, Alfred Hitchcock's tense wartime thriller, Lifeboat (1944), will induce
claustrophobia in some viewers, as the entire film takes place within the
confines of a single small boat. The ocean around might be wide, but the space
on the boat is small, so small that the handful of survivors packed into it find
themselves entirely too close for comfort, especially since one of them
belonged to the German U boat that sank the ship on which the others were
traveling. As with so many Hitchcock pictures, Lifeboat reveals the director turning the screws on his characters,
constantly increasing their tension as he also increases the body count. It's a
taut, gripping, psychologically complex film, one that addresses some of the
most uncomfortable themes of its era, from ethnic prejudice and racism to class
divisions and the brutal impulses of mob justice.
As
the picture opens, we see the detritus of shipwreck floating across the screen,
with a corpse inevitably closing the procession of debris. The survivors of the
ship are quickly collected, beginning with the lifeboat's first occupant,
journalist Constance Porter (Tallulah Bankhead). Joining Connie are members of
the ship's crew, including alpha male Kovac (John Hodiak), mild Stanley
"Sparks" (Hume Cronyn), injured Gus (William Bendix), and kindly Joe
(Canada Lee). A wealthy businessman named Charles Rittenhouse (Henry Hull), a
shell-shocked young mother (Heather Angel), and a lovelorn nurse (Mary
Anderson) round out the Allied survivors, while the German Willi (Walter
Slezak) turns up to make all of them anxious and conflicted about sharing the
boat with their enemy.
All
of the actors give fine performances, but Tallulah has the best lines, and she
dominates the screen throughout the picture. We are set up to see her as the
vessel's most interesting occupant from the start, when we find her sitting
alone in the lifeboat, surrounded by her possessions, busily photographing the
fallout of the disaster as if she herself were not endangered. Everything about
her seems incongruous with this setting, from her mink coat and camera to her
sparkling diamond bracelet. The other women, plucked from the oil-strewn sea,
are bedraggled from the start, but Connie clings to her glamour and sexuality,
and she manages to look good even when things seem to be at their worst,
hoarding her store of lipstick the way the other characters cherish their water
or rations.
I
don't know that I like John Hodiak as Bankhead's sparring partner and love
interest; he has plenty of prickly machismo, but he seems dangerous, unstable,
a powder keg rather than a hero. There's something about his teeth that makes
him look like a manticore, ready to eat the rest of the survivors alive if
necessary. Hume Cronyn's gentle Sparks is by far the most appealing of the
young men, and he is amply repaid for that amiability through a budding romance
with Mary Anderson's character, Alice. William Bendix makes a sympathetic Gus,
though doom seems to be written on his brow from the beginning, as he is the
most nostalgic of the crew, and we all know that characters who look backward
too much cannot have a future ahead of them.
All
kinds of prejudice get an airing in this film, but the most striking, given the
time period, might be that of race. The lone African-American survivor, Joe, is
played with grace and dignity by Canada Lee. Apparently, Steinbeck felt that
Hitch toned down the original story's engagement of race too much, but Lee's
subtle reactions and measured comments eloquently convey the message to those who
are willing to receive it. Only Joe will have the moral fortitude to resist the
power of the mob when the critical moment arrives, and he is keenly aware that
he and the German are connected by their shared status as "Other,"
even though he finds that connection an uncomfortable qualifier to his own
patriotic sensibility. The German himself seems far less conscious of the
possibility that he and Joe might be tied together in this way, and his
ultimate role as villain undermines much of the sympathy we might otherwise
have for him. His treatment of Gus, near the end of the film, merely vindicates
our suspicion of him, leaving Joe as the far more complex anchor for the film's
treatment of prejudice as a whole.
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This was one of the first Hitchcock movies I ever saw, and I know it was the first time I'd ever seen Tallulah Bankhead (or anything like her, for that matter). Totally loved it. My favorite line is when she says "Sacre bleu" in that wonderful voice of hers! Perfect timing, too! Good film.
ReplyDeleteI have a particular interest in Tallulah because she was born here in Huntsville, AL, where I live. Sometimes I give talks about her for local ladies' groups (they always wear fancy hats and call each other "darling" the whole time!). It's a shame her film career never really took off, but her radio program is great fun, and you'll find some vocal performances on iTunes, too.
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