Madame X (1966)

Madame X (1966)

“I am not alive; I only exist.”

The lower-class wife (Lana Turner) of a wealthy socialite (John Forsythe) is caught in a compromising situation with a male companion (Ricardo Montalban), and forced by her brutal mother-in-law (Constance Bennett) to “die” and live under an assumed name in Europe. Out of guilt and loyalty, she forgoes a renewed chance at romance with a concert pianist (John Van Dreelen), and descends into a life of alcoholism and despair. When a seedy acquaintance (Burgess Meredith) finds out who her husband (now governor of New York) and son are, he tries to blackmail her; she kills him, and stands on trial for her life as “Madame X” — not realizing that her lawyer (Keir Dullea) is actually her grown son.

Genres, Themes, Actors, and Directors:

  • Blackmail
  • Burgess Meredith Films
  • Constance Bennett Films
  • Courtroom Drama
  • Downward Spiral
  • Keir Dullea Films
  • Lana Turner Films
  • Mistaken or Hidden Identities
  • Ricardo Montalban Films
  • Suffering Mothers

As indicated in my lengthy synopsis of this big-budget soaper, the eponymous protagonist (played by 45-year-old Lana Turner) endures one unfortunate blow after another in her unjustly difficult life. After marrying into wealth, Holly Anderson finds that her loving yet ambitious husband is barely around:

… and when she allows herself to seek temporary solace in companionship with a male friend, her downfall is guaranteed. Unfortunately, however, because Holly is portrayed so sympathetically (she never stops loving her husband, and we understand that she never considered her friendship with Montalban to be anything more than just this), viewers aren’t given much to feel other than pity. And when, as a “free woman”, she turns down a chance for love and happiness with a wealthy European pianist, we realize that our tragic heroine is basically biding her time until her death.

Ironically, it’s only once Holly’s life goes completely downhill that Turner — never the greatest of actresses — begins showing some true chops. Her performance comes alive in the second half of the film, but the earlier scenes are less than convincing (particularly since Turner was much too old to be playing a newlywed socialite). Unfortunately, other performances in the film are equally problematic. John Forsythe (Turner’s husband) is so bland as to be practically non-existent; Keir Dullea as Turner’s grown son acts as woodenly as ever:

… and while Constance Bennett is effectively cruel (in what was to become her final screen role), she’s not on-screen nearly enough: once Holly is banished to Europe, we don’t see Bennett again until the final courtroom scenes, when she inexplicably appears to have tears in her eyes at the sight of her daughter-in-law.

Indeed, the entire denouement of the film — while exciting in some ways, given that we really don’t know how things will turn out — is ultimately unsatisfying, primarily due to an egregious error in logic: in a convenient yet highly unlikely twist of fate, Holly doesn’t learn that her lawyer is her son until the final tear-jerking day of the trial. However, one watches a melodrama like this simply for the emotions and colorful set designs, which Madame X has in spades. If you enjoy your dramas bordering on camp (typical dialogue: “I don’t give a damn about the past; the world begins with you and me!”), and consider gaping plot holes to be a necessary sacrifice for high melodrama, then perhaps this film was made just for you.

Redeeming Qualities and Moments:

  • Lana Turner’s performance — but only in the second half of the movie, when she’s a down-and-out alcoholic mess
  • Ricardo Montalban (in a Latin-lover role seemingly tailor-made for him)
  • Lavish set designs

Must See?
No. While this film is representative of producer Ross Hunter’s signature “high melodrama” style, he made plenty of other, worthier movies which film fanatics should spend their viewing time on instead. Only recommended for die-hard Lana Turner fans.


One thought on “Madame X (1966)

  1. Not a must.

    There’s plenty that’s bad here (sigh; not good-bad): the acting (mainly La Turner); the stilted, self-conscious screenplay; the barely noticeable direction; the leaning-toward-orgiastic score, practically a campy supporting character.

    But there’s more; I mean, less. We all know Lana was wanting, thespian-wise. This performance stands somewhere between her best (‘The Postman Always Rings Twice’, ‘The Bad and The Beautiful’) and her worst (arguably most of her work after ‘TBATB’, when it seems she went on automatic pilot). Montalban lends a dash of class but his character ‘dashes off’. Meredith is valiantly in there swinging (and, admittedly, is helped when the screenplay wakes up toward the end). Bennett’s “I know trash when I see it.” turn is a tiny bit of fun. But no one here has been asked to enter the second (much less third) dimension.

    We get the occasional dialogue ‘delight’:

    Turner: Why, you contemptible, rotten–
    Montalban: Contemptible, rotten what? Never end on a dangling insult.

    Turner: (in an esp. howl-worthy phone conversation) If anything should happen – if I should get carried away by Indians or trampled on by wild elephants – if anything should happen and I didn’t get to Washington…please take Clay to live in that little house – to grow up on that lovely street with other children.
    Forsythe: (as opposed to ‘What the f–k are you going on about?’) Well, don’t get in the way of any wild elephants.

    When Turner eventually ends up in a seedy section of Mexico, she’s one-half Ida Lupino and one-half Joan Blondell. And we get a few more morsels, such as:

    Meredith: Keep drinkin’, honey. I like you better drunk than sober.
    Turner: I like the world better drunk than sober. I can forget that it’s filled with vermin.

    The ultimate kicker is the grown-up son/attorney. One stops: how much time has passed? – hasn’t it only been a few months?!

    At this point, we’re on the down-slope of caring. When Turner screams out in the courtroom, “Take my life! The sooner, the better!” – well, we’re kind of with her.

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