No Orchids for Miss Blandish

1948

Crime / Drama

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IMDb Rating 6.1

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104 min
P/S 34 / 50

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Reviewed by FilmFlaneur 7

&quot;The most sickening exhibition of brutality, perversion, sex and sadism ever to be shown on a cinema screen.&quot; Thus did The Monthly Film Bulletin judge St John Clowe&#39;s film adaptation of No Orchids For Miss Blandish (aka: Black Dice) upon its appearance in 1948, reflecting the almost universal shock and disapproval of the British critical fraternity. Not until the equally vehement rejection of Peeping Tom, over a decade later, would a film face such an onslaught. Audiences, it must be said, found the movie to their liking despite, or because of, the opprobrium and where it was shown, takings were excellent.<br/><br/>Violent and (for it&#39;s time) sexually suggestive, lurid and melodramatic, nothing St John Clowe&#39;s movie contained pleased critics more happy with a realistic tradition of filmmaking, or middle-class literary adaptations for discriminating audiences. In retrospect the categorisation of No Orchids For Miss Blandish seems less problematical. Neither sophisticated literary screen transposition nor completely convincing gangster piece, laced with titillation, and with roots in trash culture, These days the movie is better seen as a landmark of British crime exploitation cinema.<br/><br/>At its heart lays a love story: that between Slim Grisson and Miss Blandish. It&#39;s a tragic tale too; not just because of the end which awaits the couple, but also in that Grisson is shown as being a fervent, secret admirer of the heiress from the very first scene (his distinctive double dice emblem on the card accompanying flowers) and so, ultimately, is just as much a victim of events as she. His tragedy is that he soon finds himself overseeing the kidnapping of the woman he loves, while Miss Blandish has the misfortune of falling for someone entirely unsuitable, socially or morally.<br/><br/>But without the sexual experience he brings she would, it seems, be condemned to eternal frigidity. It is no accident that, early on, her fiancé refers to the &quot;ice in her veins&quot; which needs &#39;melting&#39;. Indeed one of the many things critics found unacceptable in the movie was the depiction of a woman&#39;s sexual awakening, particularly when tied to a liaison out of her class - something miles away from the usual Noel Coward-type drawing room infatuation. It&#39;s a scenario helped by some sensitive direction by St John Clowe, in a work characterised over all by some fluid camera-work.<br/><br/>Some have criticised the director for clumsiness, but I can&#39;t see it. To give a standout example: although we know Grisson is &#39;stuck&#39; on the heiress, nothing is said between them, except for a barely perceptible nod at her by the hoodlum after their first shock meeting. At a crucial moment later St John Clowe has Grisson, clearly thinking of the woman, walk slowly up his nightclub stairs, a fairly long crane shot. His impassive face is briefly superimposed onto hers. Then in the love scene which follows she leaves him, wavers, and comes back after a tense delay - events mostly off-screen. We still do not see them together, merely (for the second time) some orchids, and his words of relief spoken over the held flower shot. For a film so explicit elsewhere, the restraint and sensitivity of direction here is striking.<br/><br/>As Slim Grisson, Jack La Rue is impressive; more so when one remembers that it is almost half an hour before he is first seen on screen at all. A performance over-indebted to George Raft maybe - his habitual dice throwing recalling the American star&#39;s famous coin-tossing trademark - but still touching as a love-lorn thug and whose regular lack of expression and stolid soulfulness says more than any amount of mugging could do. As Miss Blandish, Linden Travers has attracted good words, too.<br/><br/>Others in the cast, even allowing for the variable American accents, are admittedly less strong. Ma Grisson (Lilli Molnar), who starts out, Ma Barker-fashion, as the leader of the gang, is less menacing that one might have wished; &#39;Doc&#39; the Sydney Greenstreet-type among the supporting cast is too much of a stereotype to be convincing. However, mention ought to be made of Walter Crisham&#39;s Eddie, Grisson&#39;s frightening henchman, a very intimidating and malevolent presence. While some aspects of No Orchids For Miss Blandish have been ridiculed, the budget was obviously quite a reasonable one; the nightclub fairly expansive and convincing for instance, allowing the director a chance for multiple set-ups.<br/><br/>Of course the club, Grisson, and his followers are a world away from Miss Blandish&#39;s previous social circle. In a way characteristic of British noir and thrillers, the film has a firm idea of class; not only in the separation of crooks and toffs, but upstairs and downstairs (the working class lovers overhearing the conversation of their betters from the basement, at the start), as well. Even the underworld has its social structure, one which the &#39;success&#39; of the Grisson gang is contrasted to the smaller group doing the initial kidnapping. Only love, it seems, can cross these boundaries, but then such romance is fraught with risk. For Miss Blandish, her new relationship brings &#39;freedom&#39;, this from the &quot;first man I&#39;ve ever met&quot; - a slight emphasis on &#39;man&#39; when she speaks, implying the anaemia of the class she has just rejected.<br/><br/>To those who wish to discover what all the fuss was about, I can say that the film may be variable, but entertaining and memorable. It&#39;s certainly an important document of Britain&#39;s cinematic underbelly. No plaudits for Miss Blandish perhaps, but no outright dismissal here either.

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Reviewed by Doylenf 6

That, and other cheerful little catch phrases spoken as gangster slang in this gangster melodrama (British-style), are spoken by a cast of British actors given some hilarious tough guy talk.<br/><br/>In this terse screenplay they need little prodding to slug someone with a fist or a gun while the plan is to kidnap and rob a wealthy socialite who turns out to have a yen for the lead criminal (AL LA RUE). He has a role crying out for an American actor like Bogart or Garfield if this were a Warner melodrama. La Rue does alright but he&#39;s about as wooden as George Raft when it comes to delivering key lines with any enthusiasm.<br/><br/>LINDEN TRAVERS is the pretty socialite captured by a bunch of thugs and falling quickly into the Patty Hearst syndrome when she becomes a willing victim willing to escape the sheer boredom of her life as a pampered daughter of a wealthy aristocrat.<br/><br/>HUGH McDERMOTT is the detective set on her trail by her father who only wants to free her from captivity. It all feels like a Mickey Spillane thriller with little sympathy for any of the victims who get shot for the slightest infringement at a moment&#39;s notice.<br/><br/>The nightclub scenes seem to have been inspired by GILDA (&#39;46), with a songstress rendering a non-too-subtle rendition of a torch song in a flimsy peekaboo dress while around her all sorts of plotting and planning is going on somewhere in the dark.<br/><br/>Not bad, but don&#39;t expect the dialog to have the sharp touch intended. &quot;Drop your anchor in that chair,&quot; is about the best you can expect between all the slapping and punching and gunshots that abound in every other scene. The gangster slang gets a workout and some of the jargon is downright hilarious.

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Reviewed by Handlinghandel 7

This is one of the roughest movies I&#39;ve ever seen. I won&#39;t give anything away but, wow! The body-count is high.<br/><br/>Linden Travers looks lovely in the title role. This actress was, generally associated with a different sort of film. She&#39;s beautiful and elegant. But she gives this part her all.<br/><br/>&quot;No Orchids For Miss Blandish&quot; is a British movie trying to seem an American. For us today, that&#39;s very much a reversal: How often do American movies try to put on the dog and portray the British! Unfortunately, the movie at hand doesn&#39;t really succeed. We don&#39;t believe it&#39;s taking place in the US. Even though we&#39;re shocked at the nonstop violence, we don&#39;t believe the story fully, either.<br/><br/>Jack La Rue is good in the male lead. He was American. He is convincing.<br/><br/>I wish I could say I recommend this as more than a curiosity. Ms. Travers is indeed superb. But it isn&#39;t terribly good. Not bad but, apart from the exceptional violence, nothing special either.

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