Ten Minutes to Live

This merely gives us a glimpse into Harlem Club scene of the 20's and 30's. We get a chance to see some dancing, some comedy, and other acts that would have otherwise been lost. As far as any plot or any continuity in a film, it is missing in this effort. There is very little here. The movie is mostly people sitting in the club, talking. Movie producers putting the moves on the young dancers and lying to them about their futures. There is an ongoing threat, some storytelling, but mostly, it's a dull connection among a group of numbers being performed at the club. Merely a period piece and a piece of black history.

Like an episode of 'Police Squad' this film immediately establishes the level of incoherence it intends to maintain throughout by announcing in its main title that it's drawn "from three short stories" before just moments later posting a Producers Note listing the two "short stories of Negro night life in Harlem" from which it says its been adapted.

Having made some reasonably competent silent films, poor Oscar Micheaux is plainly finding sound a serious millstone around his neck, since the dialogue is often almost inaudible and he goes to impressive lengths to get round this obstacle with extensive use of captions and notes; even making one of the characters a deaf mute so he can write down his dialogue rather than speak it.

No matter. It's only 58 minutes long, is full of wonderful period detail and the frequent shot mismatches, captions like "WITHIN THE HOUR" to propel the narrative and the incongruous use of Beethoven's 5th on the soundtrack give it a certain 'nouvelle vague' vitality.

Based on two short stories this is a very dated independent early black talky that was done on the cheap. The camera is essentially nailed to the floor to take in various scenes that advance the story which are inter-cut with scenes supposedly happening in and around a black night club (these appear to have been filmed on location with the camera placed in a rather odd angle). As a movie with a story this film is an absolute snoozer. The cast is uneven and the story really doesn't warrant being told. As a filmed record of the singers and dancers, comedians and musicians that perform its invaluable. These were very talented people doing things that are in their way more impressive than what we see on the stages of Broadway today. That said I really can't recommend this film unless you are interested in performers from the era when this film was made, the plot is uninteresting and the acting is often worse.

Oscar Micheaux turned out four movies in 1932, and Ten Minutes To Live is one of them. It is comprised of two stories stuck together, and even so it doesn't come out to a full hour. In the first half a night club dancer is solicited for a movie role, and for more than that; the second half concerns the aftermath; it's shot wild, with sound effects and occasional voices added.

Parts of it are interesting. There's a fairly long sequence near the beginning set in a night club in which a couple of songs are sung, a couple of comics do a routine that reeks of minstrel shows, and a line of dancers perform. According to the IMDb trivia for this movie, they are the dancers for the Cotton Club, and when they're moving to "Sweet Georgia Brown" and "Digga Digga Do" I can believe it.

The silent segments are actually better than the ones with sound! Even though there are telegrams and letters to substitute for silent titles, at least one is spared the poor line readings of Micheaux's dialogue. Still, I would expect the average movie goer, unversed in silent film techniques, to find it tough going.

I learned of Oscar Micheaux from Melvin Van Peebles's documentary "Classified X", about the roles of African-Americans in cinema over the years. He noted that Micheaux was the first prominent African-American director, decades before Spike Lee. While a number of Micheaux's movies have gotten lost, most have survived, including the oddball "Ten Minutes to Live".

The movie has a somewhat scattershot plot, mainly centering on a dance hall. I should note that some of the performances are unpleasant to watch, since they feature racial stereotypes. Not even Micheaux had a perfect record. I guess that the movie works if you want to hear some great music. There's not much to remember about it other than that.