Sunday Punch

The photography in this movie is beautiful. That is the first thing you notice. Paul Vogel lights this in high contrast shadows, so much so that you think you're looking at a film noir as shot by Hurrell. The actors are all deep in character: even Guy Kibbee is restrained and excellent. But there are so many odd decisions here -- Dan Dailey equipped with a fake Norwegian accent, William Lundigan, as stiff as a washboard, Jean Rogers predatory *and* whiny, plus Rags Ragland and Leo Gorcey as comedy relief -- that is to say intended comic relief.

The issue is that this is an effort to do STAGE DOOR at a boxing gym, and someone -- probably the producer -- insisted on adding gloss to every shot. And whoever did the final screenplay seems to have been working from a novel from which he hated to cut any character.

Director Millar had a long and spottily distinguished career. His last effort was a TV Movie titled GOLDIE AND THE BOXER GO TO Hollywood in 1981. Sounds a lot like this one.

The mystery is: Why on earth did I watch it to the end? It's really awful, especially considering the screenplay by a noted writer, good photography, a director who was to do some good things, and several engaging players.

Connie Gilchrist is extremely unbelievable as a Scandinavian landlady. And Dan Dailey, if anything, tops her as the "yanitor" of her building, Olaf. Jean Rogers, an intriguing actress with a mezzo voice, is Gilchrist's niece "Yudy." And with Yudy -- Judy, that is, of course -- comes trouble.

See the boxers are in training and aren't supposed to see women.

William Lundigan is one of the building's tenants. He is a medical school dropout whose boxing. With Dailey and Lundigan, moviegoers of the time got to see quite a bit of beefcake.

Nothing about the movie rings true. Many decent performers are wasted.

William Lundigan and Dan Dailey are boxers who fall for "Judy", (Jean Rogers), the landlord's neice. This has some comedy regulars, Rags Ragland and Leo Gorcey (dead end kids and the bowery boys films. died real young!). and TONS of extras and uncredited roles... including a twenty year old Ava Gardner, Charles Lane, Bert Moorhouse. The landlord's accent keeps changing, but she wants to look out for her neice; she tells the boxers to lay off, but we'll see if that works. Judy cares about the boxers, but isn't sure where she fits in. she is strong willed, and wants her own career. that may or may not be want the boxers are looking for. apparently, sunday punch actually is a boxing term that i hadn't heard before. Directed by David Miller. Didn't win any oscars, but had a successful career in hollywood. worked with Joan Crawford a couple times (Sudden Fear and Esther Costello). This one is pretty good. The U.S. had just entered WW II, so it was entertaining during a tough time.

Metro trods a Warners-like path in this boxing B, trafficking in the ring and the underclass, and even importing Warners contractee Guy Kibbee,as a down-and-out manager who uncovers a possible find in a young Dan Dailey, a Swede in a Brooklyn boarding house, populated entirely by boxers, until Jean Rogers moves in. She's the niece of Connie Gilchrist, who runs the joint, and besides being a looker, she has a nice Ann Sheridan-like toughness. Dailey, who's charming, Swedish Chef accent and all, woos her, but she's more drawn to his sparring pal Bill Lundigan,leading to the inevitable climax where the two have to have it out in the ring. It moves at a decent clip, and the dialog's tastier than in some other similar yarns, thanks to Fay and Michael Kanin. Some good character actors line the periphery, like Sam Levene and Rags Ragland, and Dailey and Lundigan punch and fake and feint well enough. A perfectly OK time-waster, it turns up now and then on TCM.

ya buncha gloms!

why do people be hatting on this movie? it was funny! admittedly the leading lady character is completely a B on wheels but... OK so maybe the filmmaker was a misogynist, u wanna make some-thin of it?!?!?!

anyway, I enjoyed this movie a lot hokey as it was . . . cause it was funny!

DNA Dooley was really impressive, with his Swedish accent. why does one glom here say that's a flaw? the character was Swedish! whattdya want an Irish brogue?!!!!

full of delightful bits of business. this ain't raging bull or . .. . sure it Wildon't win the coveted Oscar or even a coveted Enema, I mean Emmy! but it was fun and only 76 minutes. ..

so what if they leading man was also a heel? so the two of them deserved each other!!!!

I'm sure Uli did much better with a woman more like a young version of the Madonna what runs the flophouse!!!