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In the style of Edgar G. Ulmer's Detour, Inner Sanctum is a cheap little film noir, and one that gains all of it's successes from its plot rather any technical elements. The main problem with this film, therefore, is simply that there isn't enough of it; and while the plot and characters that we get introduced to are good, they could have been a whole lot better if the film had more of a budget to play with. The plot focuses on the idea of guilt and its effect on a man that has killed someone. We follow Harold Dunlap, a man that decides to stay at a boarding house after killing a woman at a near-by station. The plot focuses on the interloper, as well as the people already living at the house; and all the thrills are garnered through that. The film is tense and exciting, and it's also a good indication of how times have changed; I mean, would you let your kid sleep in a room that is currently being inhabited by a male guest that you've only just met? Well, you would if it was this kid; as Inner Sanctum features what is probably the most irritating child performance of all time. But aside from that, the cast is strong and the film is well directed by Lew Landers, who also directed Bela Lugosi and Boris Karloff in The Raven some years earlier. Recommended to noir fans.

Inner Sanctum (1948)

A short, bizarre, surprisingly captivating film. It's totally Twilight Zone when you get to the last two minutes, so hang in there for the hour before that. It has a noir quality that makes it moody, and it has some truly artsy expressionist segments montaged in during the flood, partly as psychological metaphor. The director, Lew Landers, has an astonishing 100 plus movies and a lot of early television to his name, and I'm guessing there are some other sterling moments among them.

But for the moment we have Inner Sanctum. There is a candid, campy acting throughout that's fresh and entertaining, from the boy who's a convincing sweetie to the reporter who's a total bumbling hoot (watch him cheat at checkers). If it borders on deliberate comedy at times, it's more sustained by its tone of utter innocence among the townspeople, so they joke and make odd comments exactly the way real people would. The candid quality is at odds with the one rather stiff character, the lead man, who carries some kind of weight around beyond even his crime. Such is the film noir lead at its archetypal best, and this is from the height of post-war noir.

So, a great movie it isn't but a movie with great qualities it is. No joke.

You just know when the movie opens with Dr. Velonious's (Lieber) white-capped face more craggy than Mt. Everest that the remainder is a must-see. Seems the aristocratic doctor is something of a psychic. Aboard a train during a fierce rainstorm he warns a comely brunette not to use a nail-file since it could stab her. He then proceeds with a dark tale told in flashback of just such a happening.

It's noir all the way, from railways of fate to doom-ridden characters to a mysterious spider woman, except in this case it's a man. When Harold (Russell) shows up at the boarding house, the ladies are smitten. Heck, even sterling bad girl Mary Beth Hughes flutters more eyelash than sheets in a windstorm. Except Harold's got more on his mind than a dalliance. Instead, he's after the mischievous little boy who knows he stabbed a woman with a nail-file, of all things. Seems like what goes around comes around, which is definitely the case here.

Catch that great array of colorful supporting characters. Few could shift from fat-man joviality to sneaky malice faster than Billy House; or maybe the oddest looking boy in movies, Dale Belden in a fine pivotal performance; or Hughes who could easily lead a parade of Hollywood's favorite cheap blondes. Then there's lead actor Russell who remains a deadpan enigma throughout. He's new to me, but does well as a man of mystery. And who could have expected hack director Lew Landers to meld these components, including a good tight script, into such a stylish whole. Likely, it's the artistic highpoint of a long career. I guess my only gripe is the cheap forest sets that nevertheless manage the right noirish atmosphere.

Fans of the old radio show should be pleased with the results, though I don't think there were more movie follow-ups. Too bad. Nonetheless, this little 60-minutes remains an obscure sleeper, with one of the best fatalistic endings on record.

Inner Sanctum is directed by Lew Landers and written by Jerome T. Gollard. It stars Charles Russell, Mary Beth Hughes, Dale Belding, Billy House, Fritz Leiber, Nana Bryant and Lee Patrick. Music is by Leon Klatzkin and cinematography by Allen G. Siegler.

A psychic tells a woman, Marie Kembar (Eve Miller), a story on board a train. He tells of a man, Harold Dunlap (Russell), who after killing a woman makes his way into town and finds he can't leave after a flood renders all residents confined to the area. Taking lodgings in a boarding house, Dunlap finds he is sharing a room with the only witness to his crime...

Clocking in at just over an hour in length, Inner Sanctum is very much in the vein of a quintessential "B" programmer. Part noir suspenser, part Twilight Zone mystery, it's a quirky little picture that manages to blend off-kilter humour with genuine tenseness. Starting off with the ambiguously filmed killing of a woman, who is then unceremoniously dumped on the observation platform of a departing train, the film then unravels in small town Americana in a manner befitting Hitchcock. Enter a group of colourful/eccentric/shifty characters in one boarding house and the story explodes in to an array of fakes, fancies, vagaries of fate, youthful innocence and dangerous sexual attractions. All filmed in a deliberately noir style of murky shades and half lights.

The production value is inevitably low, but it works in the narrative's favour. The acting is a mixed bag, but there is nothing here to hurt the flow or feel of the picture. Standing out are Russell (The Purple Heart) who is wonderfully sly and cunning, Patrick (The Maltese Falcon/Mildred Pierce) who plays the harried mother role with verve and doting dominance, and young Belding has the requisite amount of bratty boyishness and confused innocence. But best of the bunch is Hughes (The Great Flamarion/The Ox-Bow Incident), who slinks her way through the movie making moves on Dunlap even when she knows what he has done! Yes she's that desperate to thrive on danger and get out of this small town nowhereville. This characterisation is just one of the many pessimistic touches that help to make Inner Sanctum a rewarding experience. Killer ending as well! 7/10

This is a cool little B movie that I almost didn't give a shot, but ultimately did because it has the Inner Sanctum title. It starts on a train, where a creepy dude with white hair stares at a woman and hints that he has clairvoyant powers. The woman, who is a bit of a chore to talk to honestly, complains about her boring fiancé and the boring train ride. So the creepy guy tells her a story, which plays out over the course of the hour and proves to be relevant to her in a twist at the end. The story is about a man who impulsively commits a murder at night and then tries to escape, but bad weather forces him back into the town where the murder was committed. Ironically he winds up staying in a boarding home run by the mother of a boy who witnessed the murder without realizing it at the time.

Fritz Leiber's turn as the clairvoyant on the train is pretty interesting for the time. There's something so weird about him and the way his character's scenes play out. I can't think of anything else quite like it in horror or mystery films of that era. Charles Russell is good as the guy not trying quite hard enough to get away with murder. Dale Belding plays the kid and he's as corny as they come but offers quite a bit of unintended comedy ("Think of all the things I could be doing right now -- if it wasn't for my mother."). I got 'low-budget Shadow of a Doubt vibes' from this film and most of that comes from the scenes between Russell and Belding. The supporting cast, full of several comic relief characters, is entertaining without distracting too much from the serious plot.

This is one of those movies where its cheap trappings works in its favor. The murkiness of many scenes helps add to the creepy atmosphere. The script is surprisingly decent with a number of memorable little lines. Director Lew Landers manages to build suspense effectively in key scenes. It's not a showy piece of work but it's impressive for what it is. By the way, this is not a part of Universal's Inner Sanctum anthology series from the 1940s starring Lon Chaney, Jr.

Since this black and white B flick is only under an hour I doubt that it will ever see the light of day on video. It's too bad since it is an unusual and tidy little mystery of the late 1940's. A Seer (fortune-teller) brilliantly played by Fritz Leiber predicts that a young girl (Mary Beth Hughes) will encounter tragedy on a train. It all comes together when a man (Charles Russell) fleeing from the law for a murder hides out in a boarding house. Other than the gorgeous Miss Hughes and handsome Mr Russell the boarders include the delightful Nana Bryant, feisty Lee Patrick, freckled faced kid Dale Belding and Billy House. Above-par B film fare especially for Noir fans.

A man (Charles Russell) accidentally kills his fiancée as he exits a train. Just as the train pulls out, he drops her body on the rear platform. No one saw him do it, but someone does see him at the otherwise deserted station: a mischievous, freckle-faced boy. Later, he's walking along a road when the town's newspaper editor stops and gives him a lift. The editor tells his passenger that a flood has washed out the bridge. For now, there's no way out of town, so he takes the stranger to a boarding house. Fate decrees that of all houses, this is the one where the boy lives. The boy thinks he recognizes the new boarder. The new boarder thinks it's time to get rid of the boy. And a sexy blonde (Mary Beth Hughes) living at the house thinks it's time to run off with a man she knows is a murderer.

"Inner Sanctum" is a stand-alone film based on the radio series of the same name. That program was also the basis for Universal's godawful movie series, starring Lon Chaney, Jr., that had ended just two years before. "Inner Sanctum" is nothing like those films and much better. The story is efficiently told with sharp dialogue, an excellent framing device and good performances. Everyone involved worked well within the constraints of a small budget; and the movie remains an entertaining thriller that fits snugly into the latterly-invented genre of Film Noir.

This "Twilight Zone" like story is of a man who kills a woman and dumps her body on the back of a passenger car on a train leaving town. Weather conspires against him and he ends up in a boarding house, biding his time. Unfortunately, there is no way out of town and the boy living at the same house saw him dump "something" on the train. Pieces begin to be put together and he must start covering his tracks. The boy is no fool, but starts by feeling an alliance with the man. Once news of the murder gets out, lots of stuff happens. The problem is the old word "verisimlitude.' It's just hard to believe that the events could transpire as they do. There is a relationship with a restless woman which confuses things, and, of course, this boy is going to be hard to silence. There's also a story within a story, where the young woman who is eventually murdered is being counseled by an old psychic man aboard the train. I won't say any more. It's a reasonably good movie with some nice twists and turns.

Harold Dunlap (Charles Russell) commits a murder on what he believes to be a deserted train platform. However, the platform isn't as empty as it seems. The witness is a young boy named Mike (Dale Belding) who, at first, isn't quite sure what he's seen. Over time, however, Mike understands he's seen a murder. With Dunlap closing in, can he escape in time and notify the authorities before he becomes the next victim.

Inner Sanctum will never make it on a "Best of Film Noir" list, but it's a decent little film that I found entertaining. Dunlap (Charles Russell), is a ruthless character, capable of just about anything - even murdering a child. Hiding in plain sight in the same boarding house where Mike lives is a nice touch that leads to some interesting situations. Dunlap makes several attempts to get rid of young Mike - like suggesting he go out at night to see the flooded river. The fact that Dunlap and Mike share a room only adds to the tension. The framing device used to tell the story is also a nice touch. At first I thought having a psychic telling Dunlap's story to a stranger was odd and misplaced, but it all makes sense in the end. At 62 minutes, Lew Landers' direction is snappy with, other than one notable exception - the beer can scene, no wasted minutes. The film moves at a nice pace. The films' technical aspects (lighting, cinematography, set design, etc.) are all more than adequate - falling somewhere between that of a big studio production on one end and a Poverty Row production on the other.

While I could probably list a number of things about the Inner Sanctum that bothered me (like the annoying Dale Belding or the misplaced comedy for example), I suppose my chief complaint would be the lack of any real character development. We know Dunlap is a murderer and a killer, but we have not idea why or what motivates him. He's just a murderer - nothing more. He's not a fully fleshed-out, three dimensional person. Another example, when another boarding house tenant, Jean Maxwell (Mary Beth Hughes), falls for Dunlap, there's really no reason for it to happen. She falls for Dunlap because she's expected to fall for Dunlap. While the runtime might have made for a quick moving film, it hurts the overall movie by cutting out the time that might have been devoted to better understanding the characters and their motivations.

In the end, the good outweighs the bad and I can easily rate Inner Sanctum a 6/10.

'Inner Sanctum' is, although quite interesting and thrilling, wasted opportunity as quality film-noir. The film opens with a scene on a train where elegantly dressed woman meets Dr. Valonius (Fritz Leiber) who tells her the story about woman being killed be her fiancee. We then are thrown in the story in the midst of the killing scene. Harold Dunlap (Charles Russell) accidentally kills the woman who's attacking him. He is shocked by his deed, and rids himself from the body by throwing it on the back of the departing train. Unfortunately, young kid Mike (Dale Belding) sees Harold dumping the package on the train. Harold tries to flee the small town, but all the roads are closed because of the floods. He is picked up by local newspaperman McFee (Billy House), who drops him off at the boarding house ran by his close friend Mrs. Mitchell (Nana Bryant). In there Harold meets a young woman Jean (Mary Beth Hughes), who herself with a shaded past, starts to feel immediate sympathy towards mysterious Harold. Unfortunately, in the same house lives the boy Mike with his mother, and when the stories about the dead woman found on the train, reach the town, Mike starts to but one and one together.

The film has nice eerie atmosphere, and the story inside the story is interesting with Dr. Valonius storyline drawing nice circle around the main plot and neatly tying the knots. But the film seems bit rushed, as the director haven't allowed the psychological tension between the character grow enough. Otherwise neat little film-noir that manages to keep the viewer interested enough to sit through barely over an hour running time.

Despite the odd and rather mystical wraparound segment, INNER SANCTUM is a very ordinary type of film noir with underwritten characters and a distinct lack of drive to keep it moving along. It concerns a ruthless killer who finds himself trapped in a small town one night due to localised flooding. He decides to spend the night at a boarding house only to discover to his consternation that a witness - a young boy - just happens to live there too.

Although the plot is an intriguing one, it's the pedestrian execution that lets this film down. It has a strictly workmanlike feel to it, with no suspense and plodding direction from Lew Landers, who once made THE RAVEN with Boris Karloff but who ended up churning out seemingly hundreds of cheap B-movies throughout the 1940s. The cast is undistinguished too, and a film with a bratty kid in it is always going to be a chore to sit through. The only person of note is the cadaverous Fritz Leiber, playing the narrator; his son, Fritz Leiber Jr., would go on to become one of the 20th century's finest writers of science fiction and fantasy.

Late in the game film revisiting of the classic radio anthology series. Several years prior to this Universal released a series of films starring Lon Chaney Jr based on the series. In that series Chaney played a different character in each supernatural tinged story. Here there are no big stars. The story begins on a train where a strange man who seems to know the time with out a watch and knows the rain route having never been on it before, tells a fellow passenger the story of someone who got off a train when they were warned not to. The bulk of the film is the story told which concerns murder and attempts to cover it up with the clearly visible sting in the tail of how the story is a warning of future events. Its a good but unremarkable little film, one where you can pretty much guess whats going to happen (which is the reason I'm sparse on details, if I tell you any more than I have you'll figure it all out in about ten minutes). Its worth a look but its far from memorable because its so easy to know whats going to happen.

A psychic predicts that a sultry young blonde will meet with tragedy on a train...A handsome young man murders his wife, then takes refuge in a sleepy small town...A young boy witnesses the murder but keeps it a secret... The blonde, the young man, and the boy all wind up in the same boarding house, sharing close quarters, and trying to cover-up their unsettling secrets. Plot turns and twists ensue, building to a shattering, unexpected climax.

Superior, low-budget 'film noir,' quietly but steadily gripping the viewer with unusually subtle characterizations and solid acting. Amazingly "adult" for its time. The ravishing Mary Beth Hughes and the charismatic Charles Russell strike palpable erotic sparks. And the relationship between Russell and the young lad who witnessed his crime but hero-worships him all the same has implicit "homoerotic" undertones that must have eluded the napping censors.

Running a mere 52 minutes, "Inner Sanctum" was easily sandwiched into local TV stations in the late '50s in 60-minute-including-commercials slots.

It has long since disappeared into obscurity and deserves a cable-TV or VHS revival and restoral. The notion of doing an updated, R-rated remake is tempting but should be avoided. This little-known treasure is perfect just as it is.

Lew Landers - perhaps one of the more diversified of early Hollywood's hyper-prolific B-film-factory directors, brought together a cast of relative unknowns and talented aging stars into a stylish, fairly suspenseful, and tightly plotted noir offering. Landers typically directed between 7 and 9 films per year in the 1940s and early 1950s, but in 1948, when Inner Sanctum was released, this was one of only three films from him.

The great Fritz Lieber opens the film by demonstrating his clairvoyance to a rather silly but pretty young woman on a train and then offering her a warning. Lieber then launches into the story and we are guided into the action of this very strangely misnamed film. Inner Sanctum tells the story of a despicable and completely unsympathetic murderer (Charles Russell) whose dirty deed is, in part, witnessed by an energetic youth (Dan Belding). The somewhat energetic young boy isn't quite sure what he has seen, and the killer seems to think he is home free after driving through a flooded country and hitching a ride to a local boarding house. Unfortunately for him, paranoia, the kid, and a smart pretty young lady are waiting for him there.

With the apparent exception of Russell's character the film makes good use of the moral ambiguity of most noir films, and gives the genre a few unique spins. Like most femme fatales, Mary Beth Hughes' character is a lot smarter than her male counterpart, and she certainly dresses and plays the part, but she isn't really a femme fatale in the usual sense. The use of the young Dan Belding (who gives one of the best performances of the film) as the killer's primary nemesis and, very possibly, his next victim, gives the film a fairly unique edge, and the trapped, claustrophobic feeling of the boarding house and the flooded river land around it, which may have been a simple plot device designed to save the production budget, help to sustain the suspense.

No spoilers here, but I will say that the film has a few tricks up its sleeves which are worth sticking around for. Also notable for the unusual casting of the great Lee Patrick in the role of the uncharacteristically typical 30-something mom of Belding's character.

Charles Russell is "Harold Dunlap" who has gone into hiding in a rural boarding house after accidentally killing his fiancée on a railway platform. He soon discovers that the son of one of the boarders "Mike" (Dale Belding) saw him at the station and as the boy begins to put two and two together, "Dunlap" starts to panic. At just about an hour, it moves along well enough with just the boy and the killer holding it together; the other cast are rather annoying (particularly the boy's mother - Lee Patrick, and the landlady - Nana Bryant). Fritz Leiber has quite a curious duo of rather prophetic cameos too.