Alimony

If you can get past the sappy ending and a few plot stretches, this is a pretty good programmer. Seems Dan's (Beal) a struggling songwriter who takes inspiration from Kitty (Vickers) such that he comes up with a popular hit. Trouble is he's had a long relationship with good girl Linda (Brooke) that now comes unglued as Kitty schemes to get a share of the windfall. Thus the narrative follows the romantic and calculating travails of the boardinghouse trio.

It's a cheap production. However, the acting is good even if the story seldom leaves movie sets. This is a chance to catch two of the 40's premier vixens in the same frame. Brooke is cast against type, all sweetness and light, yet managing to bridge the strained abruptness of Linda's romantic turnarounds. At the same time, Vickers hides her scheming under a pretty face that's hard to resist. To me, the non-handsome Beal is perfect for the beleaguered composer, his disheveled appearance quite appropriate to the role. And too bad this was the only screen appearance of Laurie Lind (Helen) whose mop of hair and distinctive looks are career worthy. Then too, it's a colorful touch casting the so-called mad-Russian, Leonid Kinskey, as the harried music producer. He lends an exotic contrast to the more conventional others.

It's also worth noting how radio dominates the movie's entertainment scene. However, 1949 was a year when TV was making inroads into the popular media including film, but no hint of that here. Anyway, the distinctive cast makes this contrived story worth a look-see.

"Alimony" from 1949 is a low budget film that nevertheless sports a good cast: John Beal, Hillary Brooke, Martha Vickers, and Leonid Kinsky.

Beal is a composer, Dan, who narrates his story in flashback when he is visited by Kitty (Vickers) father, who is trying to find her. Dan admits that he hasn't seen Kitty in a couple of years.

Dan lives in a convivial rooming house along with his fiancee Linda (Brooke) though they don't share a room. It's 1949 after all. Dan stays up until all hours of the night playing his piano, but no one ever complains.

Kitty comes along, and, once she hears Dan's compositions are going to be used in a new Broadway musical, decides that he's all hers. And Dan falls for her. He breaks up with a heartbroken Linda.

The musical falls through, and Kitty is out the door. Dan is left to try to win Linda back. No problem. She succumbs in no time. Dan, however, in the throes of amore, has written a song for Kitty. It becomes a big hit, and now the two are inextricably linked, even touring together, to Linda's disgust. But she decides to fight for her man and get him back. Again.

Not much point to this. I met John Beal some years ago. He was a lovely man and better than this!

Martha Vickers comes to the big town to make some money. Swimsuit modeling requires no skill, and she soon becomes a specialist in being the 'other woman', framing husbands in compromising situations for wives who want a divorce. She decides to steal aspiring songwriter John Beal away from his wife, and inspires him to pen a hit love song. She learns to sing and tours with him as his Inspiration: a floozy chanteuse, taking him for as much money as she can get, while his royalties dry up.

it's a cheap, sordid little story, with no real point except that men are dogs and need to chase cars and make messes on the living room rug . The performers take it all seriously and do their best, but there isn't much to it. It's from Eagle-Lion, and looks like the script was pulled out of the PRC vault.

Produced by the obscure Equity Pictures, this tale of woe features a decidedly third-string cast, and a disjointed, unfocused and under-motivated script -- possibly the result of avoiding the wrath of the Breen office, or possibly plain incompetence. Zeisler was one of the more interesting directors working on Poverty Row, and manages to keep the story moving, instilling it with his usual arid fatalism. However, he fails to emphasize some of the key plot developments, and a clever last-minute twist is pretty much wasted. Many of the background details are patently ridiculous; e.g., Beal's overenthusiastic songwriter thumps on the piano all night in his boarding house's salon without eliciting complaint from his fellow boarders, and his girlfriend is absurdly forgiving of his two-timing indiscretions. Martha Vickers, dolled up like a waxworks, makes one of the least alluring femmes fatales in history, Beal must have been a desperation choice for a leading man, and the original songs are incredibly verbose. Despite its shortcomings, B-movie aficionados will be intrigued by the surprisingly overt depiction of unscrupulous women luring unsuspecting husbands into compromising positions to extract alimony. There's some good support from Laurie Lind as the cynical golddigger friend of the lead character, and from Hollywood's favourite stereotype East European eccentric, Leonid Kinskey, as a song plugger.

Sadly, it's only the musical career of "Dan" (John Beal) that is very promising in this rather disappointing, run-of-the-mill, marital melodrama. He has the misfortune to meet the money-grabbing "Kitty" (Martha Vickers) who has one goal, and one goal only - to get rich quick. She inspires him to write one hit and things look set fair. Except, well it seems that might be his only flirtation with success and pretty soon she has dumped him and moved onto a wealthy businessman. "Dan", meantime, returns to his decent fiancée "Linda" (Hillary Brooke) and that might have been the end of it. Thing is, "Kitty" only married "Burt" (Douglass Dumbrille) for his money and when she starts to make noises about divorce and substantial alimony, he discovers a litany of corrupt activities from his venally motivated wife that drags poor old "Dan" back into a toxic mix of greed and duplicity. The cast actually delivers adequately here, but the story is thin and over-scripted and at times it comes across as a radio play with pictures - and not very inspired pictures either. The characterisations are all too shallow and, to be honest, Vickers makes for a rather unlikely seductress. They do their own singing, to be fair, but otherwise there's very little here to recommend it, sorry.