A young doctor falls in love with a disturbed young woman and apparently becomes involved in the death of her husband. They head for Mexico trying to outrun the law.
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Blistering performances.
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Physician Bob Mitchum's encounter with an attempted suicide victim leads him to near ruin in this 1950 film. The woman is sly, cunning, mentally disturbed and a liar all in one.Fascinated by her, he soon forgets about Nurse Maureen O'Sullivan and is introduced to the man he thinks is his father, Claude Rains who turns out to be her elderly husband.Striking Rains in self defense, Mitchum leaves the room where unknown to him, our femme fatale finishes him via smothering. The rest of the film is devoted to the two attempting to cross the border into Mexico where our lady claims to have a cache of money hidden there. The escapades include a quick marriage for self-preservation. The two argue as it becomes increasingly clear that our lady, who gave a fine performance, is emotionally unbalanced to say the least.
When a young woman comes into the hospital following a suicide attempt, young (and rather foolish) Doctor Jeff Cameron takes an interest in her (perhaps he likes women who feel like they have nothing to live for?) and follows up, seeing her a few times. One evening when Margo is due to travel away with her father, Jeff drunkenly plucks up the courage to go and see her and her dad with a rose and some sweet words. Unfortunately what he finds is that Margo does not live with her father but rather with her older husband. Millionaire Lannington treats Jeff with a playful contempt of a man used to his young, beautiful wife acting out but the meeting goes badly and, although Jeff's drunken state makes memory hazy, it seems a simple scuffle saw Lannington fall and bang his head, killing him. With Margo pulling him all the way, the pair decide to leave the body to be discovered in 4 days and use that time to flee the country together.This film has a central problem and it is one that it never really gets over and this is that it isn't built on very much. Firstly the passion Jeff feels for Margo is never explained and never given but a few seconds to really settle in and convince. As soon as we are expected to believe this relationship, we jump into the characters being on the run from murder in a way that relies on Jeff being drunk and beyond his sense for a very long period of time. The film does make good use of mistakes and assumptions (the cops at the airport for example) to make the characters more desperate than they need to be, but it is still asking a lot to go along with as the characters are not totally convincing. This continues right through to the very end because we are clearly never meant to turn against Jeff (which is why he gets a happy ending) and Margo gives him a spiteful deathbed confession. Her motivations for doing so make sense in one hand but personally I would have preferred her twisted character to have reached from the grave and taken Jeff with her out of spite, specifically by making her last words a clarification that Jeff did the killing and dragged her along for the ride. A dark ending but it would have lifted the film more than the pat thing it ends with, which just seemed like a copout to me.It doesn't help that Robert Mitchum is miscast. Perhaps he was not known as a tough guy at the time, but this is who he is and he cannot convince in a character that is weaker and taken over by Margo, a less imposing presence was required – someone less starry or more able, and this is not him. Of course the material doesn't help him but generally he doesn't sell this character. Domergue is faced with the same material but does a bit better as she is given a better role and she gradually play her hand during the film, starting out glamorous and showing impatience before leading into spite. They do have good moments but their flight doesn't always convince and the various obstacles occasionally feel forced and contrived (arrested for no facial hair!?).Where Danger Lives is decent enough as a story to follow along with, it moves forward with OK pace, but it is built on weakness that it never shakes off and it shows its colors in its final few minutes when, instead of embracing the darkness, it gives its main character an easy way out and provides the viewer with an ending that is as safe as it is disappointing.
I'm graciously giving this a five, only because of Robert Mitchum and what he added to the film. After the interesting opening, where you see him as a caring doctor, and loving fiancé, followed by a visit to the female suicide attempt he is treating, things start to fall apart in a hurry. A follow-up on the suicidal woman, who unexpectedly leaves the hospital early, is naturally done by Mitchum (read above) the ultimate nice guy.Tracking her down to a mansion, she explains strangely about "her father" basically running her life-demanding Mitchum to leave, only to say she will need him later. After the later meeting, following her home, one surprise leads to about five over the top circumstances. The last hour of the movie you are just waiting for the obvious conclusion to arrive, and it does. Mitchum, doing as much as he can with not much to work with.
Legendary actor Robert Mitchum (1917-1997) is perhaps best known for his work in the film noir genre, including classics like Out of the Past (1947) and The Night of the Hunter (1955). The 1950 road movie Where Danger Lives, directed by John Farrow, is not bad either, even though it does not fully reach the atmosphere and tension of the very best noirs out there.The plot follows the traditional noir pattern (a man reluctantly facing increasing adversities and paranoia under a woman's influence) rather faithfully. A well-liked but not very well-off doctor named Jeff Cameron (Mitchum) helps to save the life of a beautiful female patient named Margo Lannington (Faith Domergue) after her suicide attempt. She invites him to her home to thank him and the two quickly fall in love, but she appears to have many secrets, starting with the man she introduces as her father (the great Claude Rains). After an unfortunate accident, Jeff finds himself and Margo heading towards Mexico while on the run from the law and a crippling head injury slowly eating away his ability to think and act clearly.The plot itself provides no major surprises; instead, the special touch of the movie comes from the effect of Cameron's concussion which causes him to perceive everything more or less hazily. Mitchum always had a certain "sleepy" look to his face in the first place, but this extra twist makes him come across as a borderline sleepwalker, a style that I am not sure I like even though it is justified in the context of the story. The performance of Domergue as the femme fatale Margo is pretty good though; she shows decent range growing from worried to controlling and ultimately desperate, even though the big revelation regarding her past doesn't feel highly convincing. Many of the supporting actors do good jobs as well, such as Tol Avery as a shady car salesman "Honest Hal" and Philip Van Zandt as a touring cabaret show manager and human trafficker Milo DeLong.What I think is the biggest flaw in an otherwise adequate movie is the lack of tightening tension and paranoid atmosphere, the staples of film noir. Jeff and Margo encounter numerous cops who inadvertently cause great stress especially to him, but somehow the uneasy atmosphere is not conveyed to the audience as powerfully as in many other films – probably due to the alienation caused by Jeff's head injury that Mitchum portrays so relentlessly. The dramatic finale is the only scene where the suspense becomes truly concrete, although many earlier parts are entertaining in a different way, for example the "Wild West Whiskers Week" festival in a small Arizona town.Notwithstanding my complaints above, in the end I liked Where Danger Lives alright. The creeping sickness approach brings an interesting aspect to the storytelling, even if it also hurts the mood at points. The camera work and the black and white visuals are fine too, so noir fans have few reasons to not check the movie out. At only 82 minutes it is perfectly watchable for more casual film buffs as well.