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Salty O'Rourke was a different Alan Ladd performance. Here he was a Steve McQueen type anti-hero , a character I never saw before from Ladd. I have seen him as villains like in This Gun For Hire, and usually he is an action hero but not here. He actually does well with the role. The best one in the movie was Gail Russell ( Barbara Brooks ( or as Ladd called her"Brooksie.")). She is the "Good Girl" here and like in Angel In The Badman, where she reforms John Wayne, she does the same here. Oddly enough like Quirt Evens in Angel and The Badman, Salty's best friend is his gun and he throws it away for her. There is one problem with this movie: Stanley Clements. I could not stand him as Jockey Johnny, he was a punk and acted like a bad version of James Cagney. To be honest this is not the best movie of Ladd's career. Shane, The Glass Key and The Badlanders come to mind. But it is worth watching ( especially for the beautiful Gail Russell). 7/10 stars.

The suit he wears and the part he plays are just too big for a lacklustre Alan Ladd in this caper, but it is rescued to an extent by a lively effort from Stanley Clements as his wide-boy jockey "Johnny". "Salty" (Ladd) is in hock to his bookie "Baxter" (Bruce Cabot) for twenty big ones, and with only thirty days to settle up, he's in desperate straits. He does, however, have an horse and a best pal/trainer "Smitty" (William Demarest) and so all he needs is a light-weight lad to steer their way across the winning line. Initially, the already banned young "Johnny" is up for the task - he likes the sound of the $13,000 he will get for winning, but he's a recalcitrant kid who rebels by nature. That comes to an head when they tell him he has to go to school. He hates that idea, sasses the teacher (Gail Russell) and is promptly expelled. It falls to "Salty" to get him reinstated and that's when he meets the teacher and swiftly wants more than an apple. So does "Johnny". A love triangle, develops, but let's just say it isn't equilateral - and that leaves "Salty" vulnerable to the scheming "Baxter" making the impressionable young man a counter-offer. Who will prevail? This is quite a good story with a decent scenario underpinning it, but why on earth did anyone cast Alan Ladd in any role other than the back end of the horse? He brings little charisma to the film and even less to the rapport with the equally unimpressive Russell who rather earnestly out-whinnies the horses (that we very rarely see). The conclusion is rushed and it has a certain clinical brutality to it that made me dislike the leading couple even more. It doesn't hang around and when Clements is doing his best Mickey Rooney it works well. Otherwise, it's a flat race rather than a hurdle.

Paramount celebrated Alan Ladd's return from military service by giving him this racetrack story which got an Oscar nomination for Best Original Screenplay. Ladd plays the title character of Salty O'Rourke who is a racetrack character of sorts and a guy who is no better than he ought to be.

In fact he's got himself in a real jackpot with bookie Bruce Cabot. Ladd's former partner ran up a really big debt and skipped out and Ladd is holding the bag. He negotiates a deal with Cabot for a month's extension.

What he comes up with is a complicated scheme to obtain a spirited, but unrideable race horse and then to get a talented jockey who's been banned for gambling. Ladd and trainer William Demarest buy the horse and then go to Mexico to get jockey Stanley Clements who is leading a dissolute life south of the border.

Ladd and Demarest use the name of Stan's younger brother who is still a juvenile. But because of that the law requires he attend the school run at the racetrack. Clements balks at first, in fact he balks at just about everything. But one look at schoolteacher Gail Russell and he changes his mind. In fact Ladd takes an interest as well and therein lies the problem.

In a role where someone like Tyrone Power who specialized in playing hero/heels like Salty O'Rourke could have been the best casting, Alan Ladd does pretty well by the part. Standing out in the film though is Stanley Clements who was playing a character not too different from what he was in real life. Clements was the wild child and later wilder adult if tales are true. Spring Byington is also in the cast playing Russell's vapid and clueless mother.

Director Raoul Walsh got some racetrack atmospherics in the film and no doubt use of nearby Santa Anita or Hollywood Park was made to the limit. Salty O'Rourke proved that Alan Ladd still had box office appeal and was a good film to return from military service with.

Alan Ladd's partner has run out on him, leaving him owing bookie Bruce Cabot $20,000. Cabot gives him a month to pay -- dead men can't pay. Ladd and his trainer, William Demarest, buy a horse no one can ride, and find the jockey who can: Stanley Clements, a barred jockey. They use Clements' brother's birth certificate to get him accredited. However, because he is officially 17, he has to go to school, and the teacher is buttoned-down Gail Russell. Clements is in love with her, but his crude behavior means that Ladd has be polite to her, and she falls in love with him. Convinced that Ladd is cheating him, Clements decides to sell him out to Cabot.

Everyone acts in low-affect hoodlum style, and director Raoul Walsh takes advantage of this for his loud, crude humor -- he liked to quote Jack Pickford that his idea of light humor was to burn down the brothel.

The movie has a constant subtext of the crookedness of the racing world -- gangster bookies, jockeys ready to throw a race - that comes close to overwhelming the drama. Walsh keeps things balanced, and the movie has a constant air of tension, from the beginning, when Ladd thinks he's going to be killed, to the end. Spring Byington as Miss Russell's mother and Demarest work hard to give the movie a mildly comic, yet grounded air.

Alan Ladd never understood his own stardom. He once said "I have the face of an aging choirboy and the build of an undernourished featherweight. If you can figure out my success on the screen you're a better man than I." Yet it was that combination of fading good looks and mildly bewildered determination that sustained his career. It's used very well here.

SALTY O'ROURKE is one of those fine, unpretentious, smoothly paced films with accent on entertainment and slick production values that one has come to expect from director Raoul Walsh. Here we have a racetrack tale replete with Runyonesque lowlife characters who frequent the territory: gamblers, bookies, disgraced jockeys, and long shot thoroughbreds.

Starring Alan Ladd in one of his best performances, the story concerns a gambler, Salty O'Rourke (Ladd), who suddenly discovers that he has inherited a $20,000 debt left unpaid by his murdered partner and is given one month to repay it or pay with his life. He schemes to enter a fast, but relatively unknown, racehorse in the Darlington Handicap where he is sure to clean up and fulfill the odious obligation. To do this, he must enlist the services of the talented but obnoxious Johnny Cates (Stanley Clements), a jockey who has been barred from riding on American tracks but is the only one able to handle the temperamental animal. Further complications arise when the jockey, forced to go back to school as a condition of his reinstatement, manages to get himself expelled on the first day ("I got all the education I need and I ain't gonna overdo it," he sneers.). It is left to Salty to meet with the teacher, Barbara Brooks (Gail Russell), and trowel on the charm to induce her to allow Cates back into the classroom. Cates now falls for Barbara in a big way, but becomes extremely jealous when he learns that the she is attracted to Salty who, up to this point, has been biding his time merely as a conciliator between teacher and student. As the big day approaches and the jockey's animosity towards his employer grows, the outcome of the race is cast into doubt.

Ladd and Clements are excellent in their scenes together. Clements, in an early Cagney-styled performance, deliberately defies Psychology's posit that "There is no such thing as a bad boy." He lies, he steals, he breaks training, and he makes empty promises only to get Ladd off his back. Ladd, in turn, counters in ways that would embarrass Father Flannigan. The byplay of these two alone is worth the price of admission.

Ladd fans should love this movie. He can be dispassionate and cunning when dealing with his antagonists, yet breezy and engaging in the presence of Russell and her fluttery mother (Spring Byington). For my money, Gail Russell (with the possible exception of Lizabeth Scott) was Alan Ladd's best screen partner. Her unabashed charm and wide-eyed innocence perfectly augmented his hard edge and brought out another dimension in his character: a gentleness and civility that was seldom explored in the many tough-as-nails parts he played in the '40s. She humanized him.

Not that he got too soft. In the scene where he settles the debt with Doc Baxter (Bruce Cabot), you can just feel the temperature drop in the room even as they speak. This is the cold killer at his best.

SALTY O'ROURKE is a "must see" for Ladd fans and a "must own" for collectors of Alan Ladd movies.