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This drama/comedy from Joseph Wambaugh, about cops in crisis, is all over the place. At its best, as in the scenes where detective Valnikov confesses his PTSD to his partner, Zimmerman, or relates his experiences with his cynical, dystopian ex partner, it resembles a good episode of the great 70s, TV series, "Police Story", which Wambaugh created. At its worst, as in the scenes with the bumbling captain and his assistant, it's like a not so good episode of "Barney Miller". And the stuff with Harry Dean Stanton as a sleazy vet pursued by loan sharks is another movie altogether so that this film has the general, awkward feel of two worlds, Bukowski, say, and Wambaugh, constantly bumping into each other. Maybe there was a way to combine these two very different parts into one seamless whole but, if so, it eluded director Harold Becker. You stick with it because Robert Foxworth, Paula Prentiss and Stanton are skilled actors and all do good work here, especially Prentiss whose ability to navigate both comedy and drama, often in the same scene, is admirable and reminds me that she had a dismayingly all too brief career, (basically quitting acting in her fifties). Also noteworthy is Owen Roizman's cinematography that brings early 80s LA, especially the parts bordering the Hollywood Freeway, alive for me. Give it a C plus.

PS...Both Foxworth and Prentiss attended Lamar High in Houston at roughly the same time. Ah, Google!

Police Sergeant Paula Prentiss is not pleased when she is partnered with perpetually hungover Robert Foxworth. She is almost frantic with boredom when their first case is Barbara Babcock's show dog being kidnapped.

It's a hilarious black comedy, filled with misfits and losers, based on Joseph Wambaugh's fifth novel. He hated the way they made his first book into a movie, so for the second time he raised the money himself to maintain control. It works very nicely, even though I found Foxworth not very interesting; first he's a drunk who keeps falling asleep, but when he sobers up he's a very romantic Russian who charms all the ladies. I just don't think he pulls it off. Still, the little vignettes, from Harry Dean Stanton as the dog groomer/kidnapper, to Richard Dix -- not that one -- as Foxworth's very Russian brother, to James Wood as the fiddler, make this an entertaining movie.

The only thing wrong with this movie was the way they handled it upon release. I'm not into Wambaugh cop films, but this was different. Good performance from Robert Foxworth and a lovely, nuanced one from Paula Prentiss (who was NEVER nominated; believe it or not). These are some messed up folks in L.A. in 1980 from different culture, but good cops. Harry Dean Stanton is perfect as the dog-napper, but this flick has a rhythm.

You never really know where this film is going; all the Ukranian background of Foxworth and Prentiss' patience with this troubled over-worked mess of a guy, patiently works a semi-romantic tinge to this strange cop film. It's a 7 out of 10 for sure.

"THE BLACK MARBLE" (1980, Becker) is a mess that falls flat on its face without the novel on which it is based. This is an example of why an author shouldn't write a screenplay for an adaptation of their own book. Its elements, beautiful in the book, have no significance in this boring film.

Paula Prentiss is awful. She appears, at times, to be reading her lines from cue cards and at others is stumbling over them, barely getting them out whilst losing a grip on her character. Robert Foxworth is good as Valnikov but the character is not as deep as he should have been. Harry Dean Stanton is perfect for Philo but was not given much to work with and becomes confusing and forgettable. Madeleine Whitfield, whilst somewhat overweight, hairy and tragic in the book, is a beautiful woman here which just doesn't hit the mark. And whoever that was playing Bullets Bambarella is so out of place. In fact why have Bullets without Montezuma Montez? Clarence Cromwell doesn't shine in this like he should have either.

And the story is sped up and hacked to the bare minimum.

Bad film.

This is an offbeat sad, melancholy comedy for which the viewer has to be in the right disposition to enjoy it. Somehow a last stance against total despair. But if the disposition of the viewer IS right, The Black Marble can bring many joyous and thoughtful moments.

The main theme is, as often in a script by Joseph Wambaugh, that being a cop in L. A. is just unbearable in the long run. Soft hearted romantic Sgt. A.M. Valnikov, member of the Russian orthodox church, certainly has chosen the wrong job and shows first signs of vodka induced paranoia. He is teamed up with outwardly tough Sgt. Natalie Zimmerman who says „this isn't a goddamn Chekhov play" - but does she mean it? The case the two officers are involved in is the kidnapping of a Schnauzer by a punk who happens to be a dog breeder and trainer. Valnikov flies to the rescue of the distraught female owner without being able to bring the case to a happy conclusion. The only thing he is capable of is offering solace, which he does in a way that makes his colleague, frankly, jealous. But the movie trundles to a generally consoling if not very convincing ending with everybody more or less happy.

The team around director Harold Becker made the best out of a tight budget. For me this is one of the most memorable L. A. movies with really beautiful locations (the great musical score by Jarre helps wonderfully). There are many hilarious scenes, especially all the dog world related ones, the violent final (and totally accidental) clash between lawman and perpetrator and an enthusiastic Mexican doctor who has to „clean up" lower body parts of the punk after he got his pecker between canine fangs („it's still there, but you may not want to use it for a few weeks"). Not everything is perfect, sometimes I would really have liked romantic scenes to linger on some more, the last scene falls entirely flat (did the budget run out?), but on the whole The Black Marble is a fine piece of movie making.

The ensemble cast is just great. The most intriguing character for me is police officer Clarence Cromwell, played by John Hancock. What else can he be but an angel? He has no other function but to be there when his colleagues argue or are downbeat, not least his boss who doesn't decide anything without consulting him. It all gives that character a strangely supernatural aura.

The Black Marble was adapted from Wambaugh's novel, which was clever, fresh, funny and compelling. The movie contained none of the above. Harry Dean Stanton's acting was the only saving grace to this movie that went absolutely nowhere from start to finish. Poor acting and painfully slow dialog made this "B movie" appear to last six hours. A true yawn-fest from start to finish. No need to add spoilers to this review as everything that took place was both corny and predictable. Considering Wambaugh was responsible for classics such as the Onion Field and The New Centurions, The Black Marble will be remembered as Wambaugh's Black Plague.

IMO, this is one of the most underrated films ever. I love most of Joseph Wambaugh's cop stories and this one was sheer delight. From the opening scenes, when the drunken Robert Foxworth is shown swaying back and forth at a religious ceremony, until Harry Dean Stanton ends up in a Mexican hospital with his genitalia mutilated by a Doberman Pinscher, it's just one long belly laugh after another. The only jarring note in this otherwise splendid comedy is Foxworth's mental flashbacks to murdered children. I think this is one of the few movies I've seen where the screen version of a story surpasses the original book.

A very underrated film that can be called a cop movie, a buddy movie or an odd couple movie; mainly, one that's funny, human & absolutely beguiling. And it gets better each time I see it. The scene in which Robert Foxworth seduces Barbara Babcock (or vice versa) saying again & again, "I'll find your doggie"; the scene in which Paula Prentiss hilariously seduces him as a Russian gypsy song plays in the BG; Harry Dean Stanton as a dog lover who doesn't want to harm the dog he must harm to be credible as a blackmailer; James Woods' violinist who wants to stop playing & pee; the Russian restaurant; Foxworth's drunken opening scene in a Russian church--all are so wonderful & so well acted that the movie is an absolute delight. It's not to everyone's taste, but it sure is to mine. At first, it was a lovely surprise. Now, it's like an old friend.

In 1980 Paula Prentiss returned to good form after a five-year absence from the screen, with this affectionate version of Joseph Wambaugh's novel. Less concerned with physical action, this is a romantic comedy that deals with the inner world of police detectives. In a way, The Black Marble is the second installment of a trilogy about people in uniform, started with The Onion Field and finished with Taps, all three films directed by Harold Becker, photographed by Owen Roizman and edited by Maury Winetrobe. Roizman used splendidly the Panavision format, while Maurice Jarre contributed a beautiful score. Robert Foxworth, Harry Dean Stanton, Barbara Babcock and John Hancock all gave very good performances. A nice cameo by James Woods.

I have this movie on VHS and haven't watched it in quite awhile, but I wanted to leave a quick comment. I found this movie to be quite funny and to be appreciated for the great performances by Robert Foxworth, Paula Prentiss and Harry Dean Stanton. It's a quirky movie to be sure but full of small moments of laughter and sadness. It has just the right pace although some might find it a little slow at moments. If you enjoy a movie that relies on good acting and not special effects, this could be just the movie for scrunching up on the sofa with a bowl of popcorn and relaxing. Also the surprise appearance by a young James Woods supplies just the right amount of comic relief....Enjoy!

I read the book (©1978) about two weeks ago, rated it 8/10, discovered there was a movie version (©1980), watched the movie last night while "Irene" was storming our neighborhood. The book was slow to start and a bit difficult to get into. But, once the author "set the hook", I couldn't stop reading. What a superb composition. But then comes the movie... Hollywood did an outstanding job moving the book to film. The last time I enjoyed a book/film combination as much as this was for "Get Shorty". Well done Wambaugh! Thanks much.

The character development within the film is excellent with plenty of concentration on the major & minor players... one reason the movie is as long as it is. Some may complain, but one can't really appreciate how well this development supports the overall thrust of the movie without reading the book or watching the movie a second time.

This adaptation of the Joseph Wambaugh novel (scripted by the author himself) is an offbeat, poignant combination of romance and crime drama set in L. A. Robert Foxworth ("Syriana") is wonderful as A. M. Valnikov, an L. A. P. D. detective with a drinking problem who's been transferred from homicide to robbery. The delightful Paula Prentiss ("The Parallax View") is Natalie Zimmerman, a fellow detective who's very unhappy to be newly partnered with this guy. But the more she comes to know him, the more she likes him. They are a true odd couple: she's a cynic and he's an utter romantic who was troubled at having to deal with the dark side of human nature.

Meanwhile, a hard-luck dog groomer named Philo Skinner (a typically marvelous Harry Dean Stanton ("Alien")) is desperate to pay back a loan shark, so he kidnaps Vicky, the champion Schnauzer belonging to Madeline Whitfield (Barbara Babcock, 'Hill Street Blues'), and holds the dog for ransom.

"The Black Marble" is highly offbeat, original, and affecting not only as it charts the progress of the Valnikov / Zimmerman relationship, but as it explores the idea of people who often seem to get the short end of the stick. Its characters are by and large engaging and worth getting to know: for one thing, Valnikov is very proud of his Russian heritage. It's also touching the way that Valnikov reaches out to lonely people like Madeline, and the way he desperately hopes to avoid being as cynical as his late former partner was. Skinner, meanwhile, is so pathetic that as an antagonist you can't really hate him too much. Even when he does occasionally hurt or maim an animal, you can tell that it eats him up inside.

The first-rate ensemble also includes John Hancock ("The Bonfire of the Vanities"), Raleigh Bond ("Pennies from Heaven"), Judy Landers ('Madame's Place'), Pat Corley ('Murphy Brown'), Michael Dudikoff ("American Ninja"), Lou Cutell ("Pee-wee's Big Adventure"), and Anne Ramsey ("The Goonies"), with cameo roles for Christopher Lloyd and James Woods, who'd been in the film version of "The Onion Field" previously.

"The Black Marble" receives deft direction from "The Onion Field" director Harold Becker, and is nicely shot (by Owen Roizman) and scored (by Maurice Jarre). It's an appealing story that has been somewhat forgotten over time, but is worth seeking out for interested viewers.

Eight out of 10.

It's hard to figure out what went wrong with this adaptation of Joseph Wambaugh's fine romantic comedy/cop drama. Wambaugh himself wrote the script from his novel. Harold Becker, who previously directed another Wambaugh book, "The Onion Field," is back at the helm. The cast, including leads Robert Foxworth and Paula Prentiss (not to mention the outstanding Harry Dean Stanton)are all very good. But for some reason, the movie seems muted and unexciting, missing much of the book's humor and attention to detail. Not a terrible film, but definitely a case where the book was better.

This movie has all the signs of a film that sat on the shelf for a while. When The Onion Field came out, this made Wambaugh (and James Woods) hot again, and they decided to release it -- that's my guess. Look at Woods, in the pre-stardom, almost extra role of the Fiddler.

The reason is simple. Robert Foxworth stinks it out. He delivers such a soft center in the role, the proceedings are even difficult to understand.

The other problem is that the dialogue is long long, pointless and drawn out. The action crawls along a foot a minute while the characters make small talk.

Paula Prentiss is fine, as is Harry Dean Stanton. But sometimes movies don't always jell, and this one sure doesn't either.

I saw the trailer for this movie in 1980 & it looked interesting. I had never seen it though until recently when I bought a copy for $2.99. I like Paula Prentiss, so I thought I'd like this movie. I didn't. I was very bored. Nothing interesting or exciting takes place. The romantic aspect of the story is tedious & mundane. I didn't find it amusing either. Paula looked great & the endearing, goofy qualities she conveyed in other films is toned down here. I was happy when this movie ended & I doubt I'd ever sit through it again.