Der Tiger ist unter uns

Alan Ladd plays an aerospace engineer who is assaulted by a group of juvenile delinquents. Ladd ignores police detective Rod Steiger's advice to cool his jets and let the police investigate. Ladd instead buys a gun and hunts down the young punks. Based on a novel by Leigh Brackett, screenwriter of "The Big Sleep," "Rio Bravo," "The Long Goodbye," and "The Empire Strikes Back," the story is essentially a lighter version of Brian Garfield's "Death Wish." The punks are not as vicious and the vigilante is not as violent. Still, it's a solid thriller that does have an edge to it and Ladd is compelling in what would be his final leading man role. FUN FACT! At one point John Wayne was announced as a possible choice for the lead in this film after producer Charles Schnee had bought the film rights to the 1957 novel.

After doing the horrific Duel of the Champions in Europe, film offers were not inundating Alan Ladd any more. He was probably lucky to get this one which in fact he produced for himself.

13 West Street is an unpretentious drama about a 40 something man, a successful guy, an aerospace engineer in fact, who takes a wrong turn on the way home and runs into a gang of punks led by Michael Callan. They beat him up, really without any reason or provocation as punks are wont to do.

Alan Ladd is our victim and Rod Steiger is the detective from the juvenile division assigned to his case. Like Charles Bronson in Death Wish, Ladd is not real happy with the progress and starts investigating on his own. It leads to two deaths as byproducts in his pursuit of vengeance.

Dolores Dorn is good as Ladd's wife who doesn't like the changes in her husband. Ladd does give a good account of himself as the middle-aged man he was. Possibly he and Sue Carol realized finally he was no longer believable as an action hero.

Sad that the realization came too late because there was only one more film left in the career of Alan Ladd.

I saw this film with my dad at the now long gone Miami Theater on Flager Street in Downtown, Miami, Florida when I was a kid. I remember it being in black & white, and that Alan Ladd looked tired and worn out. But, if you're a fan of Ladd, this film is a must-see. Again, as is the case for most fading, washed-up actors, even though the film is third rate, the script fair, and the budget no-where to be seen, Ladd gives a talented performance. It's far from his best(Shane), but you can see that he's giving the best-he-can, with what he had left. Only about 50 here, he looks to be in his mid-60s. However, he still had that lean, trim, build, and that look of confidence. A fine supporting cast adds to this out-dated period piece. Made in 1962, it is corny stuff, but surprisingly was a prediction of the "senseless" violence to come. Better than you'd think.

This is an above average programmer that benefits from decent, if predictable, performances by Alan Ladd and Rod Steiger. Ladd is a rocket scientist who gets mugged on the way home from a late night at the office by a roving band of Beverly Hills punks led by Michael Callan. What follows could be considered Death Wish 1962, as Ladd pursues the villains whilst police officer Steiger tries to keep him under control. Good photography by Charles Lawton Jr. and a reasonably interesting George Duning score make this one to watch on a cold winter's night.

I had fairly low expectations going into this one, but the film quickly churns into full noir-ish life as one of the last of what was to be a dying breed of movie--a psychological thriller pulling us close to the world of the always fascinating Alan Ladd as he runs head on into forces beyond his control. (I disagree that Ladd's personal problems detract from his performance at all. In fact to me the intentional darkness of the mood is simply strengthened by Ladd just as he was able to do in a dozen other gripping dramas both large and small. This is a "small" drama, to be sure, but none the less intense and intriguing.

A plot theme emerges here treated the way a great noir director of the 40's might have treated it--pathological youth violence, a real social problem often glossed over {Rebel Without A Cause, for example) or in later 1960's films glamorized and turned into the iconic images for a new generation.

But here it is--stark, vicious, mindless, and cruel just because people can get away with it. This is a brave and unflinching film and a real treat for those who appreciate the genre. Keep your expectations modest and it will surprise you quite happily!