Sunday, January 16, 2022

Don't Make a Scene: The Night of the Hunter

The Story: "Tell me a story...."
 
The only film Charles Laughton directed was one that broke his heart because it wasn't a hit when it was released in 1955. "Too arty" the studio thought, and they didn't promote it. But, The Night of the Hunter has gone on to become a cult film owing to its blending of genres, its look borrowed from both D.W. Griffith and the German Expressionists, its story reminiscent of the Bible and the Brothers Grimm in a Southern gothic locale, and the poetry of the images, which are the work of Stanley Cortez and Laughton, composed in a simple location, but, most startlingly in the studio.
 
In an interview in the Criterion edition of The Night of the Hunter, Simon Callow says that the ironic thing is that the film is probably better known than Laughton is, despite its initial poor reception. It's become a favorite of the public and filmmakers—see Spike Lee below—just because of the startling creativity invested in it. It's magical. And terrifying. Maybe too intense for children, but it's story of redemption and the triumph of good over evil is the stuff of children's stories.

Speaking of Good and Evil, perhaps the film is best known for this—Harry Powell's story of the clash between the two forces for the human heart (a battle he enacts, but never has experienced). Played with religious sanctimony by an inspired Robert Mitchum, it is one of the things the film is best known for. Laughton used one take of Mitchum in medium close-up performing it and after it, Laughton (off-camera) read the next line of the script for Mitchum to play to—which is "I've never heard it better told"—and the director added "...and by Christ, I haven't" while the self-effacing Mitchum checked his knuckle for damage when he wrapped the counter, preparing for another take...which was never necessary.
 
The Set-Up: Ben Harper (Peter Graves) is dead. Convicted of armed robbery, he's been hanged and his cell-mate—the "Reverend" Harry Powell (Robert Mitchum)—has come to town to find the money and zeroes in like a hawk on the Harper family—mother Willa (Shelley Winters), son John (Billy Chapin), daughter Pearl (Sally Jane Bruce)—to get it. To his horror, loyal son John sees the charismatic Powell making his first moves as a wolf in sheep's clothing. 
 
Action!
 
CLOSE SHOT -- JOHN 
He is horrified by what he sees. 
INT. SPOON'S ICE CREAM PARLOR GROUP SHOT through door-glass, from JOHN'S VIEW POINT 
PREACHER, WILLA and PEARL surround a little table. WALT stands by, puffing his pipe. ICEY in BACKGROUND, stirs fudge at a little soda-fountain stove. WILLA looks both moved and pleased.
PEARL, shyly flirting with PREACHER, all but hides in WILLA'S skirts. PREACHER dandles PEARL'S doll on his knee as he talks. All the grownups are avid for his words, which we don't hear through the glass. 
CLOSE SHOT -- JOHN 
We SHOOT THROUGH the DOOR; he quietly enters. 
GROUP SHOT 
They look casually to JOHN, and continue talking. 
ICEY SPOON
(stirring; with a meaningful glance at Willa) God works in a mysterious way, His wonders to perform. 
OVER this JOHN ENTERS the SHOT and stands at the fringe of the GROUP, staring at PREACHER'S hands and at the doll. 
PREACHER
I was with Brother Harper almost right up to the end;... 
GROUP SHOT -- NEW ANGLE -- FAVORING JOHN AND PREACHER 
PREACHER
(continuing) ...and now... 
PREACHER
(continuing)
...that I'm no longer employed by the Penitentiary... 
PREACHER
(continuing)
...it is my joy to bring this small comfort to his loved ones. 
FLASH-CUT CLOSE-UP -- JOHN 
On "Penitentiary" he glances quickly at PREACHER'S face; then back to his hands. 
GROUP SHOT -- ICEY 
ICEY SPOON
(sniffing) It's a mighty good man would come... 
ICEY SPOON
...out of his way to bring a word of cheer to a grieving widow! 
CLOSE SHOT -- WALT 
WALT
So you ain't with the State no more? 
GROUP SHOT -- FAVORING PREACHER AND JOHN 
PREACHER
No, Brother; I resigned only yesterday. 
PREACHER
The heart-renderin' spectacle of them poor men... 
PREACHER
...was too much for me. 
He becomes aware of JOHN'S staring. 
PREACHER Ah, little lad, you're staring at my fingers. 
He hands the doll to PEARL. 
JOHN'S eyes follow the doll. 
PREACHER holds up both hands to JOHN. JOHN looks back at his hands. 
PREACHER
Shall I tell you the little story of Right-Hand-Left-Hand --
PREACHER
the tale of Good and Evil? 
JOHN stands still. 
PEARL, with her doll, crosses to PREACHER and twines about his knee. 
CLOSE SHOT -- JOHN 
He looks on, in dumb alarm. 
CLOSE SHOT -- PREACHER 
PREACHER
H-A-T-E! (he thrusts up his left hand) 
PREACHER
It was with this left hand that old brother Cain struck the blow that laid his brother low! 
PREACHER
L-O-V-E! (he thrusts up his right hand)
PREACHER
See these here fingers, dear hearts friends! These fingers has veins that lead straight to the soul of man! 
PREACHER
The right hand, friends! The hand of Love! 
GROUP SHOT -- ICEY, WALT, WILLA -- OVER PREACHER'S HANDS 
They are impressed in their different ways. 
PREACHER
(o.s.) Now watch and I'll show you the Story of Life. 
PREACHER The fingers of these hands, dear hearts! -- They're always a- tuggin' and a-warrin' one hand agin' t'other. 
(he locks his fingers and writhes them, crackling the joints) 
PREACHER
Look at 'em, dear hearts! Now, watch 'em!
MEDIUM SHOT -- JOHN -- OVER PREACHER'S HANDS 
He looks on with unseeing eyes.
PREACHER
(o.s.) Old Left Hand Hate's a-fightin' and it looks like Old Right Hand Love's a goner! 
GROUP SHOT -- WALT, ICEY, WILLA, OVER HANDS 
PREACHER (o.s.) But wait now a minute!
PREACHER
Wait a minute!
PREACHER
Hot dog! Love's a- winnin! 
PREACHER
Yessirree! 
CLOSE SHOT -- PREACHER 
PREACHER
It's Love that won!
PREACHER
Old Left Hand Hate's gone down for the count! (he crashes both hands onto the table) 
FULL SHOT -- THE WHOLE GROUP 
Slight applause from the ADULTS. 
PREACHER takes PEARL, with her doll, onto his lap. 
ICEY SPOON
I never heard it better told. 
ICEY SPOON
I wish every soul in this...
ICEY SPOON
...community could git the benefit. 
ICEY SPOON
You jest got to stay for our church pick-nick Sunday! 
PEARL offers PREACHER the DOLL to kiss. 
PREACHER complies. 
CLOSE SHOT -- JOHN'S REACTION RESUME GROUP SHOT 
PREACHER
(finessing it) I must wend my way down River on the Lord's work. 
ICEY SPOON You ain't leavin' in no hurry if we can help it! 
WILLA HARPER
John: take that look offen your face... 
WILLA HARPER
...and act nice. 
PREACHER He don't mean no impudence; do you, boy? 
(no answer) 
PREACHER
Do you, boy? 
PREACHER Ah, many's the time poor Brother Ben told me about these youngins. 
JOHN HARPER
What did he tell you? 
CLOSE SHOT -- PREACHER 
He does a little take. His eyes twinkle palely. 
PREACHER
Why, he told me what fine little lambs you and your sister both was. 
GROUP SHOT 
JOHN HARPER
Is that all? 
CLOSE SHOT -- PREACHER 
Something new enters his eyes; a game has begun between them. 
PREACHER
Why, no, boy; 
PREACHER
he told me lots and lots of things. Nice things, boy.
WILLA
Thank you.
A tight silence. 
ICEY pours fudge into a buttered pan. 
PREACHER
My, 
PREACHER
...that fudge smells yummy! 
CLOSE SHOT -- ICEY 
ICEY SPOON
(with horrid archness) It's for the pick-nick. 
ICEY SPOON
And you won't get a smidgen of my fudge unless you stay for the pick-nick! 
Over her line, o.s., hymn-singing begins and now, 
OVER her "the case rests" smile we bring up the singing and 
LAP DISSOLVE TO: 
EXT. THE RIVER BANK -- CHURCH IN BACKGROUND -- FULL SHOT -- THE SINGING PICKNICKERS
 
 
Words by and Charles Laughton
 
 
Night of the Hunter is available on DVD and Blu-Ray from M-G-M Home Video and The Criterion Collection.

This scene also inspired this from Spike Lee's Do the Right Thing

 
Another angle of the tale that Laughton shot, but didn't use.

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