The Devil's Sleep

Unintentionally hilarious, The Devil's Sleep is almost as funny as Reefer Madness, another exploitation film about drugs made in 1936. This one was made in 1949 and there are more amateurs in this film than there are in the Olympic games.

Let's begin with the horrendous production values. Probably spent less than $100 on those. No lighting, sound or prop care. The direction is so bad it makes Wood movies seem professional. I really don't want to use the words actors or actresses, either, as that would be an insult to the profession at large.

Suffice it to say that the acting is so bad, I am sure no one read their lines in advance. Speaking of lines, there are a few good cracks in the film "The exercise I'm giving these fat dames won't reduce a fever" was pretty funny, and when the Judge says at a gathering "I'm glad this is over", truer words were never spoken. The fighting? Sequence looks like it was done for Pee Wee's Playhouse.

And the lead gangster? Onions Oregano was more convincing as a gangster in Soupy Sales than this turkey. None of these people were ever heard from again in film, or at best, were used when there was no one else available. See it for a laugh.

This independent stinker of a film is on the order of Reefer Madness. Done in the spirit of that cult classic it's a public service film warning of the dangers of addiction to prescription meds. It stars one of Charlie Chaplin's ex-wives, Lita Grey Chaplin and why she did it God only knows. She couldn't act worth anything.

But that does not separate her from most of the rest of the cast. Most of them you've never heard of, most only did this film maybe one or two others. Only villain Timothy Farrell and John Mitchum have some appreciable screen credits. Brother Bob Mitchum did a few clinkers in his career, but he must have razzed his brother something awful about this one. John Mitchum appears briefly in the role of a doctor.

Farrell who is a modern gangster type took his acting lessons from the Snidely Whiplash school of villainy. Judge Chaplin who now heads the town's juvenile court, once sent him to prison.

Farrell now runs a health club as a cover from which he can sell his pills to fat ladies trying to reduce, but that ain't enough profit. Gotta get those kids hooked and he decides that maybe if he can get Chaplin's daughter hooked he'll have had his revenge.

What can I say, the direction is non-existent, the film looks like it was shot with my father's old Bell&Howell home movie camera, the production values are nil.

But some might fine some humor in The Devil's Sleep's very awfulness. Ed Wood might hold his nose on this one.

"There is a terrible scourge running through the community in the form of pills be pushed to the youth through a local women's health club. A female judge, with the aid of a police detective, looks to crusade against this problem in the community and eliminate it. Unfortunately, the drug ring has some compromising photos of the judge's daughter they hope to use as an advantage against her," according to the DVD sleeve's synopsis. For producer George Weiss, Timothy Farrell's sleazy "Umberto Scalli" makes his debut.

This isn't a movie as much as it is a chance to for the producer to show off as many muscles and midriffs as he could manage to get away with. Bikinis and briefs abound. "Mr. America of 1948" George Eiferman appears as a women's exercise instructor. And, put your "headlights" on "high beam" for the skin scene highlight, when a towel-clad woman shows everything she can, before stepping into a steam bath. The movie ends with one of those preachy "messages", so you won't feel too bad about enjoying the flesh.

Top-billed Lita Grey (as "Judge" Rosalind Ballentine), one of Charlie Chaplin's wives, contributes little; her best line is, "Somehow all of this has a familiar smell." Harold Lloyd's wife, Mildred Davis (as Tessie Tallulah Tesse) makes an arguably embarrassing "talking pictures" debut; her best line, considering her 51-47-64 measurements, is "Ain't two Tessies enough?" But, hey, whoever hired Stan Freed (as Hal Holmes) to play a hopped-up Benzedrine dealer had a sense of humor, since he went to town as "Hoppity" (1941).

*** The Devil's Sleep (5/18/49) W. Merle Connell ~ Timothy Farrell, Hal Holmes, Lita Grey Chaplin

I was shocked to discover this little gem on my 100 mystery movie collection. This is good stuff here, lots of skimpy outfits, fat jokes, sight gags, brief nudity, horrible acting...the whole thing!

I realized something was up when the leading man from Test Tube Babies walked on stage as the hunky hero. This guy should have given lessons on how to be a horrible actor. He is almost as wooden and lifeless as the guy who plays Ridge on The Bold and Beautiful...almost anyhow.

This film is a lot of fun. It's stupid, campy, and downright weird and pointless. A good one. Definitely one of the better examples of the genre!

Wow, Mr. America of 1948. What a big lunk. I guess Laurence Olivier wasn't available for this film. They don't get much more preachy and dumb than this one. The authorities are so dull, most of the kids would have died of boredom rather than from the drugs presented. It is the tale of youth running rampant, doing things because they have been given drugs. They are holding up banks, burglarizing houses, doing lewd things in public. Then there's the old health club with its reducing drugs. Of course, all these drugs cause memory loss so people have trouble trying to figure out what they did. The circuit judge's daughter gets something in a coke and poses nude. One thing I did notice is that there are some pretty risqué little scenes here. That surprised me. It's cheesecake that must have got the censors involved to some degree. Just plain awful in a Reefer Madness kind of way. Don't miss the doctor's speech at the end. At one point he squints to read the card in front of him.