[Note: The following review is of a non-Peary title; click here to read more.]
“I was just wondering what I’d done to deserve you.”
A wealthy playwright (Joan Crawford) marries an actor (Jack Palance) who she recently fired from her play, not realizing that his love for her is a sham, and that, together with an old girlfriend (Gloria Grahame), he plans to murder her for her money.
- Gloria Grahame Films
- Homicidal Spouses
- Jack Palance Films
- Joan Crawford Films
- Plot to Murder
In the long list of Joan Crawford titles inexplicably missing from Peary’s book, Sudden Fear is perhaps the oddest omission, given its status as both an Oscar nominee and one of Crawford’s signature flicks. It’s a taut, well-crafted thriller with atmospheric b&w cinematography, excellent use of San Francisco locales, a jazzy score by the inimitable Elmer Bernstein, several lengthy visual sequences that would do Hitchcock proud, and fine performances by the entire cast — particularly Crawford, who’s in nearly every scene. At the time of the film’s release, Crawford’s performance wasn’t very well received, with Bosley Crowther of the NY Times complaining that “a viewer not entirely a slave to Miss Crawford’s brand of histrionics might argue that an excessive amount of footage is given to close-ups of the lady in the throes of mental traumas and other emotional disturbances.” Today, however, it’s clear that Crawford is actually giving one of the best performances of her career: other than her later turn in What Ever Happened to Baby Jane?, she’s never appeared so genuinely frightened or emotionally vulnerable (the sweat and tears she produces are copious).
The infamous sequence during which Myra (Crawford) accidentally overhears Palance and Grahame’s plans to murder her is particularly wrenching; Myra’s not only afraid for her life, but heartbroken and stunned to learn that her beloved husband is nothing close to what he appears. It’s a hell of a thing to learn in one fell swoop that your husband is not just deceitful but a homicidal psychopath as well. Once this “plot twist” occurs, the remainder of the film plays out with remarkable tension and suspense: while we know that Myra’s concocted a plan, and that it will likely be a good one (Myra is, after all, a renowned playwright), we have no idea exactly how the machinations of her elaborate scheme will work. To her credit, even once she learns of her husband’s untold treachery, Crawford’s Myra is rarely bitter or cynical; she dreams of revenge, but only as a means of personal survival — and we can’t help rooting for her until the film’s exciting climax.
Redeeming Qualities and Moments:
- Joan Crawford as Myra (Hudson) Blaine
- Jack Palance as Myra’s homicidal husband
- Gloria Grahame as Irene
- The infamous Dictaphone revelation sequence
- Charles Lang’s noirish cinematography
- Fine direction by David Miller
- The exciting final chase sequence
- Excellent use of hilly San Francisco locales
- A remarkably frightening depiction of spousal deception
- Elmer Bernstein’s distinctive score
Yes, as one of Crawford’s best flicks.