Journey Into Light

When the film begins, John (Sterling Hayden) is a preacher in the middle of his Sunday morning service when into the church struggles his wife...drunk our of her skull! Not surprisingly, this causes problems with the elders and they push John to send her away for treatment. But he's a proud and foolish man and soon, without help, the wife is dead...from a suicide. Now John's bitter...so bitter he leaves the ministry and does so angrily. In fact, he's so angry that he's soon living on Skid Row...just another angry bum. So how can John reclaim his life and do something to turn around his awful life? See the film and find out for yourself.

Hayden is, as usual, excellent--which comes as no surprise. As far as the plot goes, it's one that worked well back in the less jaded early 1950s. Today, some might see the whole thing as a bit hokey...which is due, in part, to how jaded we've become over the years. I am NOT trying to be preachy myself here...just pointing out how attitudes have changed over the decades. Overall, I found it to be an interesting and earnest film...one worth seeing if you get a chance.

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.

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.

When Pastor Sterling Hayden's wife kills herself, he loses all faith in G*d, abandons his comfortable suburban parish and winds up on the Bowery. He's mentored by sly Thomas Mitchell, who collects commissions from every bum. He thinks he sees great possibilities in Hayden .... by his standards. But when kindly Ludwig Donath and his blind daughter, Viveca Lindfors, rescue him and give him a job as janitor at their mission, he drifts into an armed truce with G*d.

Hayden grumbles his way through the role, with most of the interest being provided by the bums, including H. B. Warner, Jane Darwell, Paul Guilfoyle, Billie Bird, and O. Z. Whitehead. For a trained cleric, Hayden keeps making theologically unsound arguments in a very unpleasant way. However we can be certain that under the direction of Stuart Heisler, things will turn out as ordained.