Un homme à détruire

The scariest part of this film is not the stranger on the prowl (played by Paul Muni), but the condition of Italy even seven full years after the end of WW2. After seven full years, people were still starving, still out of work, and still selling themselves to the few men who had made money during those terrible times. One of these women, Miss Loring, plays an unfortunate who tries to help Muni get away. Giacomo, a small, poor boy from the neighborhood, also tries to help the stranger.

Muni tries to sell a gun that he has to pay his passage aboard a ship he wants to take to America. He has no assets other than his street smarts. The film is a hidden gem of the Italian neo-realism period in movie history. Be sure to see it.

Despite a few effective moments, Muni unaccountably overplays in this film & Losey's direction is without his usual control and taste. The story, of a drifter in Italy, is incoherent and the characterisation, especially Muni's role, so scanty that it's difficult to understand motivation.

Paul Muni stowed away on a ship, and has just been thrown off in port. He has nothing but the clothes he wears and a gun. He's tired and hungry. Joan Loring wants to go to see the boy she yearns for fight in the ring, but she has nothing. Vittorio Manunta has lost the money for the milk. Their paths will cross on this dark night.

Joseph Losey was hit with the blacklist, and was in Italy, so he made this dark story about absolute poverty and an uncaring world. It's easy to read something dark and personal into the movie, and I don't think that's incorrect, but although he would explore the same things many times in his career -- alternating with purely commercial stuff like MODESTY BLAISE, this neorealistic effort is pretty raw in its attitudes. Like most of his work, I find it a chore to watch, although there's no denying its excellence.

"Stranger on the Prowl" is an Italian film that seems to be a lot like the Neo-Realist films the country was producing in the years immediately following the Second World War. It mostly stars folks who don't look like professional actors and the setting is the streets of Italy. But it's unlike a true Neo-Realist film because it stars an American actor (Paul Muni) and an American director (Joseph Losey). In Losey's case, he had been blacklisted and needed the work. I am not sure why Muni, an Oscar winner, would be 'slumming it' in such a simple picture.

When the story begins, a man (Muni) is trying to get money for a passage out of the country. You don't know why he feels he needs to leave...but he obviously is desperate. At the same time, little Giaccomo has gambled away the money he was supposed to use to buy milk...and his family is quite poor. To try to keep out of trouble, the boy steals the milk...but thinks he's been spotted. Instead, the stranger has murdered the shopkeeper. Now both are on the run together and the boy thinks the police are after him.

The story is incredibly simple...like such Neo-Realist films as De Sica's "The Bicycle Thieves" and "Umberto D". But as I mentioned above, the film also has Americans starring in the film and directing it. Because of this, you would expect more from the film...but don't really get it. Muni's okay...but that's about all. And as for Losey, he's okay, too...but nothing more. A simple story that really isn't all that interesting overall.

A drifter (Paul Muni) is kicked off a ship he'd been stowing away in and begins wandering around town. At the same time, a poor young boy named Giacomo (Vittorio Manunta) is sent by his mother to get milk. He doesn't have enough money and decides to steal it while the shopkeeper isn't looking. As he leaves the shop, he passes the drifter, who begins eating a piece of cheese. The shopkeeper objects, he grabs and silences her, and she dies. (heart attack?) Now both are on the run from the police and they stick together.

This was an interesting one. It's a sort of slice-of-life-in-Italy film, focusing on the poor and abused, who just happen to get embroiled in some very difficult circumstances. The story is decent, the scenery is nice, and performances are solid, including that of Joan Lorring as a woman who steals from her lecherous employer and is forced to pay for it his way. But it all kinda feels a little average and a bit too long. It has its moments, but there are no real big moments that grab you (save for the end, to a degree), and the empathy for, or interest in, the characters isn't strong enough to make the tension tense enough.

Certainly not Muni's best, nor Losey's, but still worth a look.