Five Minutes to Live

This strange little B-movie was originally titled FIVE MINUTES TO LIVE, but was re-released in 1966 as DOOR-TO-DOOR MANIAC because Cash' star had risen considerably in those years. He stars as Johnny Cabot, a level-headed murderer who teams up with another con (Tayback) in a scheme to hold a bank president's wife hostage. But what they don't know is that the bank president is planning to run off to Las Vegas with his mistress and couldn't care less about his wife.

The production values are close to zero complete with bad direction, dragging scenes and an all out over-the-top music score, more reminiscent of your average bad '50s Sci-fi flick. Nevertheless, the film does have a certain suspense and the dialog is surprisingly snappy and tongue-in-cheek with some unexpected twists along the way. It's fascinating to see Johnny Cash in a dramatic role, although he is not much of an actor, but with this material and production values, I can hardly blame him. He has a natural charisma, but comes across as anxious, even when he's supposed to be relaxed, rolling with his eyes. He was probably coked out of his head. If you could call it a flaw, he never ceases to be Johnny Cash, even his character's first name is Johnny. On top of that, he always carries his guitar with him and belts out the song "Five Minutes to live" a couple of times. Obviously the makers wanted to cash in on Cash's presence by making his character even more Cash than he already is... sorry for the bad wordplay.

The transfer to the DVD didn't help much, but was probably the best copy they could find. It's all washed out, especially the lighter colours have washed out almost completely. The sound is OK and very loud. When I normally put the volume at, let's say, 5, with this film it was still hollering across the room at volume 2. Very strange, the loudest DVD I ever watched. I don't wanna end up defending this one, but for some reason I watched this with interest till the closing titles. If you already have a weakness for mediocre B-flics from the period and have an interest in Johnny Cash as well, mildly recommended. For others, it's probably of little interest.

Camera Obscura --- 6/10

FIVE MINUTES TO LIVE/DOOR-TO-DOOR MANIAC is a modest little potboiler, but for all it's worth, it's not at all bad. Fact is, there's a tense and very cleverly thought-out idea at the crux of this, which, at a glance, would appear to be a rather ordinary, assembly-line B crime picture.

Something of a cult favorite today, chiefly for it's inclusion of Johnny Cash as a sociopathic thief/killer, one of a mottle who embark on a killing spree in a small U.S. town, ringing doorbells of random homes, then slaughtering whomever answers. Cash's performance has a neophyte charm, but is delightfully weird(and he even manages to sneak his musical talents in a few times). In my personal opinion, though, this is Vic Tayback's show all the way...a sadly underrated character player, he shines in his role as a joyless, hard-as-nails crook.

A worthy slice of vintage Americana, blemished slightly by a wispy finale. Still, this should be a rewarding watch for many, and especially so for trivia lovers who might be curious to see early appearances by Rue McClannahan and Ronnie Howard.

5.5/10

This movie is worth seeing for Johnny Cash's performance as a sadistic hit-man, but beyond that its pretty enjoyable. It loses steam a little bit here and there because they attempt to insert some "Leave it To Beaver" style family comedy, but overall its a sharp little suspense film. Cash is really the highlight, and you get the feeling that he really enjoyed and relished his role as the sleazy hit-man Johnny Cabot. The scenes where he runs amock and harasses the housewife are great. Johnny was a real-life badass at this time, and he imbues his character with startling realism. Again, the lame attempts at feel-good family humor seem out of place and take away from the overall nasty feeling of the film, but Johnny's performance and the plot itself make this a film worth seeing!

I think Johnny Cash could have made quite a career for himself in the movies. I know he did some acting. But, of course, we would have lost out on his music. This shows Johnny really young, with the slick black hair, a quick trigger, and a nut-case mentality. He has been hired by a professional bank robber to hold hostage the wife of a bank official. He taunts her, threatens her. He is truly psychotic. Early on, he shoots down his girlfriend in cold blood because she wants a piece of the action. The weakness in the movie isn't the acting; that's pretty good. It's the lame plot. The plot for the bank robbery is laughable. Vick Tayback sits in the bank and literally robs it without using a weapon and just walking into a safe with the husband. There is a subplot of phone calls among various people. I was interested to see what was going to happen, but it all seemed so implausible. There's also another subplot: the bank official husband is having an affair with a possessive woman. When you watch this, just think of the possible pitfalls. To enumerate them would give away too much. See for yourself.

Reasonably taut thriller concerning a twisted killer (Cash) recruited by crook (Tayback) to hold the wife (Forrester) of a bank manager (Woods) hostage at their house while Tayback extorts $70k at the bank for the safe release of the wife - confirmed by a series of phone calls at five minute intervals. Complications emerge when the bank manager proves reluctant to pay the ransom, seeing an opportunity to become free of his wife and take up with his mistress (Mason).

Co-star Forrester's script is functional, perhaps predictably giving her domestic characters more depth than usual, her performance benefiting from the extra attention in the dialogue. Cash isn't really an actor, though his offbeat expressions, timing and other attributes (serenading his victims with songs) manage to conjure something akin to a psychopath. Renowned tough-guy Tayback delivers his trademark mobster with all the expected motifs and the attractive Midge Ware has a brief role as Cash's ill-fated moll.

As far as unconventional casting of singers in movies go, this is somewhere between Neil Sedaka's bizarre appearance in "The Playgirl Killer" and a traditional Elvis Presley vehicle. And while there's no arbitrary album previews (the singing is short and in context), there remain a few extraneous interactions to pad out the modest 74 minutes in what could have been a more compact 30-minute TV episode. Nevertheless, there's some genuinely palpable tension and decent performances from Forrester, Tayback, Mason and even Ron Howard as the precocious son in an unexpected, pivotal supporting role.