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Sterling Hayden makes a strong impression in this severely dated story about a man's loss of faith, and his reclamation. For a 1951 major studio release, it plays like a Depression Era programmer, although sanitized due to post-early '30s industry censorship.

When his alcoholic wife Peggy Webber commits suicide, Hayden the reverend rebels and thinking God doesn't exist and men of the cloth are hypocrites, he quickly becomes a bum, with director Stuart Heisler depicting a quaint, stereotyped milieu of the Lower Depths filled with bums and flophouses. He's befriended by a charlatain (warm and fuzzy Thomas Mitchell) who's a petty criminal lording over the bums, but at the halfway point, the movie takes a corny turn as New World Mission preacher Ludwig Donath takes Sterling under his wing and he soon falls in love with Donath's blind daughter Viveca Lindfors. The movie turns overly sentimental at this point en route to a contrived, convenient happy ending.

Hayden is quite convincing as a bitter, self-pitying guy with a chip on his shoulder, but turning him into a romantic do-gooder hero is completely unbelievable. Lindfors' acting chops punch across her ultra-sympathetic character.

A shabby story from skid row about bums and fallen women and sanctimonious slum missions where Sterling Hayden repeatedly falls down into the gutter and stays there, turns out to be a universally interesting and overwhelmingly good story. There are moments in this film that you will remember forever.

He is not a fallen priest. It's not his fault that his wife after two stillborns turns alcoholic and ruins his life and position to crown it all with a bloody suicide, which turns him naturally enough not only away from God but against God, so that he associates with the bottom layer of society, with Thomas Mitchell in a perfect role for him as an honest con man, as the desperate man has nothing else to do.

The most touching and human scene of all, among the many in this deeply human film, is when the preacher can't lead the service as Viveca Lindfors, his daughter who saves the show, is in coma at the hospital, so Sterling has no choice but to stand up as leading preacher himself for the first time since his wife committed suicide. He does it reluctantly and with great hesitation, he almost stumbles up at the pulpet, but then something happens in the congregation. Dirty old men, beggars, loafers and what not are all touched by the moment of crisis at the critical condition of the girl they all love, so they all, in various ways, fall down to prayer, one bum leading the heart-rending reaction.

But there are many moments like this. Some moods in this film remind you of Chaplin's "City Lights" and other such extremely poetical films, for this is cinematic poetry caught and set in realism. Vittorio de Sica couldn't have done it better. You will never forget this film.

This independent production could easily be taken for one of those semi-professional cinematic Sunday school sermons intended for church halls were it not for the menacing presence of Sterling Hayden in the lead and the contradictory visual stimuli of Elwood Bredell's crisp, unsparing documentary-style photography of skid row (Weegee, no less, was a technical consultant on the film), yet populated by an extraordinary collection of familiar Hollywood faces ranging from H.B.Warner to former Keystone Kop Hank Mann. (John Berkes, who is a standout as the piano-playing Racky, died shortly after the production wrapped.)

After feeling that both God and his congregation have forsaken him by abandoning his alcoholic wife to a miserable fate, the Reverend Hayden angrily rejects both, tears off his dog collar and spends a remarkable amount of the film's relatively short running time scraping ignominiously along the lower depths of Los Angeles while vehemently badmouthing God at every opportunity. This being Hollywood during the early fifties, surely he's eventually going to regain his faith and it will all end upliftingly? It sure takes him a long time, and comes suspiciously abruptly!

A well intentioned, inspirational film, "Journey into Light" features a powerful performance by Sterling Hayden in an unlikely role. Tall, rugged, and imposing, Hayden had screen presence and was most memorable as tough guys in such films as "The Asphalt Jungle," "The Killing," and even "Dr. Strangelove." However, as fallen preacher John Burrows, Hayden excels and exposes a reflective depth; his voice and conviction when challenging religious hypocrisy should have put him in contention to play "Elmer Gantry."

An ordained minister, Burrows has an alcoholic wife, and the church elders want her confined to an institution for treatment. However, Burrows refuses, and he resigns from the congregation. However, his wife, already distraught from the deaths of two children and fearful of hindering her husband's ambitions, takes her own life. Devastated by the loss, thus begins Burrow's downward spiral, and he drifts across the country doing manual labor; and, although he does not drink, he ends up on skid row. Wrongly arrested, he meets con artist Gandy, colorfully played by he dependable Thomas Mitchell, and eventually finds shelter and purpose with a street preacher and his daughter Christine, played by Viveca Lindfors; unfortunately, Lindfors does not convince as a blind woman, and she is an uncomfortable match for the formidable Hayden.

Directed by Stuart Heisler from a screenplay by Stephanie Nordli and Irving Shulman, which was based on a story by Anson Bond, "Journey into Light" covers familiar territory, but Hayden's earnest performance sheds fresh light. His mesmerizing speeches when challenging peddlers of religion fixate both his on-screen and off-screen audiences; perhaps Hayden, a stubborn individualist, was expressing his own beliefs and convictions. The generally fine cast, which not only includes Oscar winner Mitchell, but also boasts another Oscar winner, Jane Darwell, and the distinguished H. B. Warner. Although the film teeters at times on the corny and overly sentimental, edging into Frank Capra territory, "Journey into Light" will delight Sterling Hayden fans with its unique role for the tough under-appreciated actor.

Journey Into Light - Leads into Interesting Territory 7-1-19 (REV final) This little independent movie belies its merge budget - if movie makers can almost convince you they had more funds available than they actually did, then this movie is a case in point - proving what can be achieved when everyone involved had a belief in their product and tirelessly worked for the good of a common outcome. Who is this fine writer, Anson Bond? (also co-producer) what gave him the insights to create such a compelling screen story - displaying a talent for better than average dialog and situations. He and producer Joseph Bernhard also managed to call together a fine professional cast - all who work hard at lifting this curious story well above its station. Director Stuart Heisler ('The Glass Key' '42) along with talented director of photography Elwood Bredell ("The Killers '46) develop a final look that makes for quite impressive viewing.

The always interesting stone-faced Sterling Hayden adds power to his painfully traumatised ex Minister's character - suddenly finding himself guilt ridden and vehemently challenging God for his wife's death. Spiralling downhill fast & eventually, tormentedly languishing on skid row - quite powerful stuff. Lovely and still quite new to America, Viveca Lindfors adds a touch of style to her supportive but physically restricted sympathiser's role. Always professional Thomas Mitchell sparks things up with his down-and-out but protective con-man antics. Other above-average support players complete the necessary professional back up. This is the kind of impressive effort that should be held up as an example of how to successfully bring in a low cost picture - rather than certain other examples we often see being touted by critics and Hollywood types.

If anything possibly holds this one back it might be the somewhat sudden ending - showing us the budget simply didn't allow for achieving any further development of characters or situations (of course the fact that the HOUAA were hounding Mr Hayden all the way through making the picture would have added heavily to this) It's a minor classic waiting to be discovered by all lovers of off-beat cinema gems. Looks even better the second time around. Would be good to see a quality DVD made available.