Cage of Evil

"Cage of Evil" is a B-movie from United Artists. And, like a typical B, the story lasts around an hour and the cast is filled with mostly unknowns.

Scott is a detective sergeant with ambitions of becoming a lieutenant. However, his focus completely changes when he's working an undercover case involving some stolen diamonds. He is supposed to woo the prime suspect's girlfriend...in the hopes that he can get her to divulge where the diamonds and her boyfriend are. However, the ruse goes over too well, as she soon falls for him and they both decide to kill the boyfriend, keep the diamonds and end up spending the rest of their lives on a tropical beach somewhere. Unfortunately for them, their plans don't go exactly as they hoped.

Despite no-name actors and a quick shooting pace, the film is very well told and exciting. My only small gripe is the narration. First, it isn't necessary. Second, it really wasn't written all that well and often didn't add anything to the story. Still, this IS a minor quibble in an otherwise enjoyable movie.

TCM Noir Alley host Eddie Muller spent about ten minutes during his intro to "Cage of Evil" trying to convince me that I would hate it. And then he came back after the movie was over and tried some more. Seriously, why? I really liked this movie. It's certainly no worse than any number of other B noirs I've seen over the years.

This one stars a cast of people I've mostly never heard of, led by good looking Ron Foster and fetching model-turned-actress Patricia Blair. Foster, a police officer looking for a promotion, gets himself in a fix over a dame, as such men will in movies like this, and spends the movie becoming increasingly desperate for a way out. It's a cheap, raggedy film, and when it comes to B noirs, I wouldn't have it any other way.

Grade: A-

Ron Foster (who ??) is Detective Harper, gunning for a promotion (get it?) Harper is put on a jewel heist in Los Angeles, and the case kind of starts out like an episode of Dragnet. Keep an eye out for Ted Knight... as one of the cops! Harper tries to cozy up to the suspect's girlfriend (Pat Blair). the girlfriend cozies back, and has some dark, heavy-handed suggestions of her own. Now Harper is in deeper than ever, and he's not sure what to do. All hell breaks loose, and everyone is figuring out their own next step. It's pretty good. rated pretty low, as of today. i liked it more than some of the others. Directed by Ed Cahn.

Disgruntled cop Ron Foster, passed over for promotion one time too many, is seduced by B-girl Patricia Blair into a diamond theft scheme. And then things go downhill! Considering the general run of director Cahn's many B-pix of the 1950s and early 1960s, this one is rather above average. The look is more standard b/w TV of the late 50s than film noir, but the two leads are very good and put some life into it. There is more outdoor shooting than usual, and the ending adheres to the Production Code of the day.

Cage of Evil (1960)

This totally defines the B-movie, or the average B-movie. We sometimes think of great B-movies (like "Detour" or "Naked Kiss") and see how a small budget only encouraged breaking rules, or ignoring them, and finding a new kind of intensity that worked on its own terms. Well, in "Cage of Evil" the acting, writing, directing and filming are firmly compromised without finding that special territory of audaciousness, or raw violence, or innuendo, or simple believability that makes these things special.

That said, this isn't half bad. I mean, it's like seeing an episode of Law and Order or some show you already like, and it's interesting and often captivating, and there are little moments of surprise and sympathy, and you finish it thinking it was pretty decent.

The lead is a cop, a detective named Scott Harper, and it turns out he's corrupt, and at risk are a cache of rough diamonds. The interactions between the cop and his boss, and his colleagues, is believable if slightly stiff, but in particular, as Harper (played by Ron Foster) goes from one side to the other, we come to see his duplicity from the inside. He's really good.

There are so many well worn clichés here you might flinch, but they're good ones (convertibles at night, night club dames, suspicious mobsters, cops on the prowl) and it's edited fast enough to survive its glitches. Of course, for the diamond heist to succeed it helps to have a cop on the inside, casual and confident, and a dame to fall in love with him. Foster is a regular in films directed by Edward L. Cahn, who is a standard for B-movies (made for small time Robert E. Kent Productions under a variety of names). In a way this is the equivalent of a television series with less frequency--meaning they were made to formula, and fairly cheaply. By 1960 old Hollywood was thoroughly dead, and television thoroughly alive, and this was one of the ways it kept going. There's enough going on in movies like this to keep a second feature audience, and to play on television itself shortly after.

But I enjoyed it partly because it takes itself very seriously. There isn't that corny or airy edge to some television, even crime dramas, at the same time. This is a late comer to the crime/noir cycle of the previous 20 years. Never mind the canned overdub narration. Sit through some scenes that talk too much. You might find the rest of it pretty decent.