Films featuring varying levels of obvious and less obvious homoeroticism.
There NEVER was a woman like Gilda!
Just arrived in Argentina, small-time crooked gambler Johnny Farrell is saved from a gunman by sinister Ballin Mundson, who later makes Johnny his right-hand man. But their friendship based on mutual lack of scruples is strained when Mundson returns from a trip with a wife: the supremely desirable Gilda, whom Johnny once knew and learned to hate. The relationship of Johnny and Gilda, a battlefield of warring emotions, becomes even more bizarre after Mundson disappears...
Film #25 of Project 40
”I make my own luck.”
An under-appreciated noir which instead of the gloomy streets of an American metropolis happens in the glamorous casinos of Argentina with a triangle of mysterious characters who seemingly have no past. Charles Vidor is the director behind this unpredictable story of lonely men who have nowhere to go and tempting women who look tantalizing on the surface but are lost and crushed deep down, it features Rita Hayworth as the impeccably seductive Gilda and along with the doubtful Glenn Ford they build a relationship filled with sexual tension, uncontrollable passion and dangerous hatred. Gilda mainly evolves around mysteries surrounding almost every aspect of the story, it never gives us clear-cut…
Need a reason to watch this? Rita Hayworth.
Are there other reasons? No. Not really.
I was introduced to this film via Shawshank, and that scene, you know the scene, sits quite comfortably on top of all others in Gilda. It really is something.
Straight women must get absolutely nothing out of this....
Glenn Ford is particularly unbearable as Johnny. The smirking-like-Jerry Seinfeld, misogynistic little twerp of a protagonist, also responsible for the awful narration.
And then there's the plot......wtf? Tungsten, world domination, nazis, spies, a cop that looks to be more interested in grooming his moustache than capturing criminals, tedious song numbers, the melodramatic will they won't they, ahh, who gives a shit really story and a flat ending.
A.V. Club review. For someone with little to no rep among auteurists, Vidor directs the hell out of this; the way he shoots Macready's Ballin alone deserves a visual essay—not least for the truly extraordinary shot I reference in the review, which you can currently see from 26:42 to 27:14 here (albeit in the wrong aspect ratio, which diminishes it slightly).
Gilda? I hardly know 'er!
As the saying doesn't go, but should, "Wherever you go, there you are trapped."
Not the neatest narrative in film history, but surely one of the more twisted triangles to slip through during Hollywood's prudish years. Misanthropy is not uncommon in noir, but here it replaces sexuality and leaves one guessing whether or not Glenn Ford's character feels sexual attraction towards his father figure with his lethal (phallic) cane, or is it more Oedipal, and he resents his attraction to his adopted father's new wife? Either way, he's ragingly mad about it. The mystery of the exact nature of relationships between the characters drives a good half of the movie, but things fall apart a bit when an overly convoluted…
Hate can be a very exciting emotion.
Oh boy, this movie was amazing. Probably one of my favorite film-noirs, mostly because it was not very film-noir-like. It has the brooding man who does a lot of voiceover, the dame, the shadows, the crime but it felt a lot less so. Perhaps it was because the story was a lot less dependent on the narration, which I greatly appreciated. It did a lot of showing instead of telling. This script is one of the best I’ve seen come out of the 40s. If I explained the plot to someone it would come out as a basic love-triangle, crime movie, but from the very opening scene this film is dealing with a…
The hair flip during Rita Hayworth’s intro just knocked me flat out. I’m on the floor, unable to move. Please send help.
Nadie ha salido mas bella en el cine como Rita Hayworth en esta pelicula. Planos inmortales.
It was working so well until that awful third act. Who the hell thought that up? It's terrible.
I can only imagine how this film was received in its time as it was rather sexual. The ending of this film was typical Hollywood and there was nothing much to see here.
Rita Hayworth, that is all. Rita Hayworth dancing, singing, et cetera, et cetera. Rita Hayworth.
Who knew taking off a glove could be so hot
It promises something great but ends up lame. Sad that they could have spiced things up more especially when they have great leads.
Great noir. Sexy Hayworth.
Rita Hayworth is 100% the reason to watch this film. The second she hits the screen she takes over the whole film. Besides her, the storyline is a bit weak and has some troubling elements. Glenn Ford is kinda of completely awful and not in a good anti-hero way. Although they sort of try to make it seem that way. Anyway, what I'm saying is Gilda should have told his abusive ass the hit the road. Why she would want to be with him after he basically kept her imprisoned is so strange to me. There are a few aspects that are unexplained. Such as why Ballin is walking around the bad part of town as a highly wealthy man…
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