Reviewed by Colin Jacobson (September 15, 2024)
Given how heavy the shadow of 1941’s Citizen Kane casts over his career, I think modern audiences don’t recognize how many other films Orson Welles directed. For a prominent example of his busy 1940s, we go to 1948’s The Lady from Shanghai.
When he saves her from punks in Central Park, Irish seaman Michael O’Hara (Welles) immediately becomes infatuated with Elsa Bannister (Rita Hayworth). He agrees to work on the yacht owned by her wealthy lawyer husband Arthur Bannister (Everett Sloane) and sparks fly between him and Elsa.
Along the way, the boat picks up Arthur’s law partner George Grisby (Glenn Anders) and this attorney offers Michael $5000 to help fake his death. Unsurprisingly, this leads to a mix of complications.
As noted, Citizen Kane remains the 800-pound gorilla in the Welles filmography, and he would finish the 1940s with an acting role in another all-time classic: 1949’s The Third Man. Given that competition, it comes as little surprise that flicks like Lady got a little lost over time.
A noir effort, I don’t think Lady matches up with those two better-known flicks, as it lacks their consistent strengths. Still, it delivers a generally engaging genre effort.
Though not one that lives up to its current hype. While not well received in 1948, critics now view Lady as a noir classic.
Which I admit I don’t see. Although the movie comes with charms, it lacks the consistent punch it needs to really excel.
Eventually Lady gets where it needs to go. However, even at a brief 87-minute running time, it takes surprisingly long to get there.
Despite all its plot machinations, the film comes with a fairly straightforward overall narrative. Indeed, the movie casts Michael as a bit of a sucker ala the Fred MacMurray role in 1944’s Double Indemnity.
Both parts differ in that Indemnity’s Walter Neff thinks he enjoys control over the scheme whereas Michael always seems like he lacks authorship over his life. Still, the impression remains that both get led by their private parts and lack good judgment.
Welles doesn’t really fit the character, as he seems too strong to portray such a passive person. While I thought MacMurray didn’t fit Neff in a variety of ways, at least he seems more believable as a submissive man, whereas Welles’ natural charisma makes him more difficult to swallow.
The others do better, and even with a terrible haircut, we can easily accept Hayworth as the bombshell at the center of the tale. The actors add bite to the proceedings.
And Lady kicks into higher gear during its vibrant third act. Welles gives the film a heightened sense of theatricality that borders on camp, and this works when the story goes nuts toward its conclusion.
Perhaps this solid final third exists as the reason Lady enjoys such a strong reputation now. However, the first two-thirds doesn’t fare as well, so this ends up as a good but not terrific noir project.