Follow the Sun

Although Ford couldn't play golf worth a lick, Hogan himself supervised the golf scenes (and much else). He slyly inserted rare golf lessons into the film, but as with anything Hogan you've got to look very carefully. Also, there is rare footage of Hogan colleagues Demaret, Snead, and Middlecoff. Forget the fact that the film is Hollywood treacle. This is a treasure for modern-day golfers attempting to understand Hogan's mastery of the golf swing.

The film still hasn't been released on DVD or Blu-Ray, and is rarely if ever seen on cable. The greatest golf film ever made gathers dust as Hogan's legions desperately search for more information about the man who understood more about golf than anyone has ever known about any sport (except, perhaps, for Ted Williams).

Many sports movies get sports so wrong that they are not enjoyable for people who actually consider themselves fans. In this movie it did not happen.

The positives to this movie are the actors, Ford and Banecroft, are great. It has a quick paced story.

The down side is at times it was a little corny and the relationships too simplistic, but that is a true of alot of the docu dramas of this era.

It is certainly a good watch and would recommend it not only to golf fans, who would really enjoy it, but to classic movie fans.

Some other reviewer made a comment that this was the worst sports biographical film since The Babe Ruth Story that starred William Bendix as the Bambino. He might not have seen the independent productions about Jackie Robinson or Joe Louis which The Babe Ruth Story also was. There's less excuse for Follow the Sun because it was made by a major studio, 20th Century Fox.

Ben Hogan did come from poverty, he earned money as a kid as a golf caddy and learned the game and learned it could be a way out of the dire financial straits his family was in. Yet that part of the Hogan story was never really developed in Follow the Sun.

But the comeback he had after that near fatal automobile accident in 1949 is the stuff legends are made from. That part of the film is absolutely true and it was in fact the reason the film was made at all. Otherwise if someone wanted to do the Ben Hogan Story again, we'd certainly have the vantage of historical perspective now. In fact Tiger Woods is approaching the kind of numbers and the kind of impact that Hogan had in his day in the world of golf.

A whole lot of Hogan's rivals and great golfers in their own right like Dr. Cary Middlecoff, Jimmy Demaret, and Slammin' Sammy Snead all play themselves in the film. That in itself shows the respect his peers had for their rival. Grantland Rice who has never been approached in his title as dean of American sportswriters also appears as himself.

Glenn Ford is not given all that much to work with as Hogan, he was very much on the scene and could have sued if he didn't like what he saw. Anne Baxter is the best in the film as Hogan's wife Valerie who both narrates the film and has her best scenes tending to and watching over her injured husband.

Dennis O'Keefe plays the fictional Chuck Williams and too bad he was fictional because I really liked the guy. He's a happy-go-lucky sort of golfer, earn just enough to stay on tour. He has some great scenes clowning in the way Al Schacht and Nick Altrock used to do for baseball. June Havoc is his wife.

Larry Keating has a strange role as a golf writer who doesn't like Hogan because he's not accessible to the press. That frankly is his business and Keating should have known that. It was a wholly artificial plot device.

Even worse was when Ford as Hogan bears down like the competitor he always is and beats his good friend O'Keefe. Havoc takes all kinds of umbrage at that and O'Keefe is a bit put out. That was just plain dumb. Golf was the man's business and Hogan was the best and never gave less than his best. That plot device was worse than the feud with the writer.

But the scenes involving the accident and recovery were well done and maybe Ben Hogan's story could use some historical revision now.

I gave this movie a 10 rating, not because it was that good of a film (it wasn't), but because to me it brings back memories of my teenage years. I saw this movie when it was released in 1951. I was 15 at the time and interested in nothing but golf. I watched the movie three times. I would have watched it over and over had it not been removed from the local theater. Even at that young age, I was a student of the game. I was intimately familiar with Ben Hogan, Sam Snead, and all the other great names in golf at that time. I had even seen most of them play in person in tournaments. I even fantasized about becoming a golf pro. I played golf whenever I could. Unfortunately, in the 40's and 50's, money was tight. And parents didn't pay a lot of attention to their children's career goals, especially if they involved becoming a sport's figure. My dreams were dashed early. Thank goodness, I can still watch FOLLOW THE SUN and relive my teenage fantasies.

Rather odd Ben Hogan biopic is a curiously contracted affair. Episodic in the extreme and boasting repressed thespian renderings from Glenn Ford (Hogan), Ann Baxter (Valerie Ford) and Dennis O'Keefe (Chuck Williams), it resembles a feature length episode of "Leave It To Beaver" and is deathly afraid of tarnishing (or humanizing)the Hogan legend. As a result, it is very bland. Director Sidney Lanfield and writer Frederick Hazlitt Brennan are incapable of injecting any edge into Hogan's struggle to be a professional golfer and focus instead on the golfer's tense relationship with a sports journalist (Larry Keating) and his lack of ease with the "gallery" that follows the golfing tour.

To the film's credit, there is some good golf played. Several tee shots, fairway chips to the green, and putts to the hole were obviously filmed for real, adding some much-needed authenticity to the barely human story. Location filming at Pebble Beach, California, is welcome, too.

I didn't dislike this odd little biopic. The sequence leading up to Hogan's accident is quite suspenseful, and Ford's performance, despite its mechanical nature, is interesting to watch for its freak value. But the treatment of Hogan, a respected golfing legend, is too careful, too reverential.