The Devil's Disciple (1959)

Most undeservingly overhyped movie of all time??

Fantastic!

A Disappointing Continuation

Yes, absolutely, there is fun to be had, as well as many, many things to go boom, all amid an atmospheric urban jungle.

Having seen The Devil's Disciple on a venue that runs films which have fallen into the public domain, I wonder how anyone could have let copyright lapse on such an intriguing, yet quirky, film as this. With it's triumvirate of strong leading men, and an interesting script, this movie should be much more well known. And with it's rather oddball presentation it's surprising that it does not have cult status.The live action segments are excellent, and there is no slack in the acting or direction. However, some poor soul made the bizarre decision to interject little Rankin-Bass type puppet animation segments at nearly random moments, thoroughly negating - each time - all the dramatic momentum that has been accumulated up to that point. The animated segments are well done, and moderately amusing in and of themselves, yet completely incongruous to the tone of the surrounding film.These segments are, however, a minor flaw when compared with the greatest drawback of this movie. I am referring to the character of Judith Anderson, our hero's wife. She is, without a doubt, the most annoyingly fickle and foolish female character that I can recall having ever witnessed in any film; and very nearly the most hysterical as well. Not too far into the story I began to get the feeling that I would very much like to slap her. Halfway through the film I was consciously rooting for each of the male leads to take a turn slapping her. By the end of the film I was convinced that everyone in the film should have slapped her, and probably the crew as well! The only thing that made this character bearable was the calm, good-natured presence of Lancaster, Douglas, and Olivier.Now, this is not intended to denigrate Miss Janette Scott, who portrayed Mrs. Anderson. On the contrary, she did a remarkable job of making this over-the-top hysterical woman seem real. A lesser actress might have easily come off as overly melodramatic and phony in such an extreme performance. Her skill in the performance is the reason that we want to slap her. Kudos to Janette Scott. It is my opinion that almost everyone who watches this film will, in fact, want to slap her. Be prepared.

It's a story about mixed up identities and conflicting loyalties during the American Revolution, more sassy comedy than anything else, although Kirk Douglas barely escapes the noose.Good cast, too. Not just Kirk Douglas but Burt Lancaster. They made many films together. I counted them. There were one thousand, four hundred, and thirty two, not counting cartoon voiceovers. Lawrence Olivier gives a sterling performance as the quick-witted and likable General Burgoyne. Anyone who wants to see how the original General Burgoyne lived is free to visit his preserved house in Wilmington, North Carolina. Also in the cast are other familiar faces: Harry Andrews and Mervyn Johns, whom you'll recognize as Bob Cratchet from the best of the "Christmas Carol" movies.But I believe a special round of applause is due to Allan Cutherbertson. I'm not sure the poor guy ever played anything other than stuffy, stiff-necked, military officers, usually with an offensive little ginger mustache. He was the British officer who wanted to let the evesdropping laundry boy go in "The Guns of Navarone." Here, his attempt to stop Lancaster from blowing up a powder dump and ending a battle leads to a bout of athletics and gives Lancaster a chance to leap around and fling furniture across the room.George Bernard Shaw's play was written sometime in the 1890s, I think. The dialog is of the period but the wit still tickles. "Give a rebel enough rope and he'll hang somebody else." The lads handle the somewhat starchy lines with aplomb. Olivier, of course, had no trouble at all convincing me that he was General Burgoyne.

It's not clear why IMDb missed a superior version of this Shaw play produced by BBC with Patrick Stewart as the Reverend Anderson and Ian Richardson as General Burgoyne. We were lucky to find the BBC production on Netflix.Shaw is not exactly in fashion these days, and "The Devil's Disciple" is not one of his better known plays. But it has all the features that Shavians admire and that British actors on the whole handle much more effectively than Americans. Patrick Stewart is known in this country mainly for entirely different roles but he is a classically trained actor and does a superb job as the Reverend Anderson. Lawrence Olivier is no doubt the greater actor but Ian Richardson is extremely good, and he's perfect in this role.Skip this one and find the BBC disk.

Lancaster and Douglas had a rare and unique Hollywood relationship. Though they could easily have been rivals (and in some ways were), they formed a sort of onscreen "buddy team", working together many times and using their own traits of one-upmanship to lift various projects to a high level of achievement. Their competitiveness, paired with their mutual respect, led to some memorable movies. This is a lesser-known effort of theirs, but is, by no means, an inferior one. Lancaster is a gentle Revolutionary War-era minister, married to the lovely, but puritanical Scott. When the war reaches a fever pitch and local townsfolk begin to hang from the gallows, a roguish prodigal son (Douglas) returns to stir things up. Douglas and Lancaster form an uneasy alliance with each other until Douglas is arrested, mistaken for Lancaster who has buried a "rebel" without permission. The commanding British officer is Olivier, who knows that the war is hopeless, but continues to play it out with a sort of bemused detachment. Though the film contains a fair amount of action, it is really a witty, clever parade of words and thoughts (based on a George Bernard Shaw play) shedding a humorous and ironic light on a page in U.S. history. Lancaster is mellow for much of the film, but effective (and tan! The audience gets to see his muscular back in the film, though Scott is too demure to look upon it herself!) Douglas starts off VERY big, with distractingly dark and satanically groomed eyebrows. Fortunately, he overcomes this gimmick and turns in a solid performance. Olivier is very good, but doesn't really take the reigns of his role to the highest level (and has limited screen time in any case.) Andrews gives a very nice supporting turn as his exasperated right-hand man. Scott does some of her best work as the straight-laced bride who can't help but find herself drawn to the rough-hewn charms of Douglas, though the very idea tortures her. Her best moment comes when Douglas asks her to kiss him and she exclaims, "I can't!" (yet immediately thrusts herself onto him for a lengthy smooch!) As history, the film is dubious at best (and even recognizes this itself!), but, at a tight 83 minutes, it's a delightful diversion featuring a great combination of actors and stars. It doesn't overstay its welcome and has a light touch throughout. (Oh, and check out the stop-motion figures that show up during the voice-over narration! What a hoot!)