Noir Watch: The Man I Love (1946)

Watched:  07/06/2026

Format:  Noir Alley on TCM

Viewing:  Second

Director:  Raoul Walsh

Why lie?  I watched The Man I Love (1946) again to watch Ida Lupino in terrific dresses and with great hair.

The unintentionally funny thing to me about this movie is that her character, Petey Brown, says "honey" to everyone in the exactly the way my grandmother from Perth Amboy, New Jersey did.  It feels honest.

I don't mind a good melodrama, and while this is certainly at least noir-adjacent, if not full-noir, it's a melodrama at heart.  

I think I did a pretty good write-up of this movie in 2022, so no reason to re-do all that work.  Almost every thought I had watching the movie this time that would go in a fresh post, I covered there, including not at all being subtle about my big movie crush on Lupino.

But this is also a family with genetics that made sisters out of Lupino, Andrea King and Martha Vickers.  That's some good DNA.

Anyway - fun to rewatch.  AND - apparently this is the *extended* cut.  There's a whole scene I don't believe I recalled where Lupino sings "My Bill" - which had been lost.  And it's a terrific sequence.  

Mer-Watch: Splash (1984)

Watched:  07/05/2026

Format:  Disney+

Viewing:  third at most, likely second

Director:  Ron Howard

I have no memory of re-watching Splash (1984) after seeing it in the theater back in 1984.  So, this may be the second time I've ever seen it all the way through.  

My only real memory of the movie was that the effects were neat, the movie was very sweet and John Candy was funny.  Check, check and check.  All still true.

I was honestly pleasantly surprised re-watching this movie for the first time in adulthood.  It plays like a very old-school comedy concept - I can see Cary Grant declaring, "But, Madison - you're a mehr-maid!  And I can't even swim..." - livened up with some grade-A 1980's comedy talent.  

While I am aware that I have long been partial to John Candy, he's hysterical in this as Tom Hanks' philandering, irresponsible brother.  Eugene Levy plays a Warner Bros. cartoon villain.  And back in this era, Tom Hanks' comedy sensibilities were weirdly organic and tone perfect.  And there's a million bits that supporting characters get to do.  That secretary is just...  that's comedy gold.

I realized quickly - I really don't think I've seen many Darryl Hannah movies, but as Madison, the Mermaid, she's absolutely game for anything  and while funny things kind of happen around her or because of her, she gives a terrific, physical performance.  

Honestly - I think the movie is probably ripe for a re-view.  A lot of stuff from 1984 is in the canon, and I'm not sure most folks think much about Splash.  

Yeah, if you came here looking to see me drag Splash, I kind of won't.  It's made to be a pop crowd pleaser, and in 1984, it was.  It's occasionally a tad raunchy, it has some adult humor, but the lines were a lot blurrier in 1984 when I saw this aged 9.  

It's not perfect, sure.  What is?  I'm just surprised by how game Ron Howard was at this point in his early directing career for some straight up zaniness.  He always seems like that in *other* people's work, but in his own?  It's been a minute.

And not for nothing - but Splash is weirdly close in themes and even scenes to Shape of Water, which gave me a wee chuckle.  

Texas Watch: Paris, Texas (1984)

Watched:  07/04/2026

Format:  Criterion

Viewing:  First

Director:  Wim Wenders

As a forewarning, I really don't have anything new or novel to say about this movie.  It won Cannes in 1984 and is one of those movies that gets discussed *a lot*, I guess.  But I've avoided those discussions because I'd never seen the movie and was fundamentally avoiding spoilers.  

I haven't seen that many Wim Wenders movies, but of what I've seen - I've been a fan.  Paris, Texas (1984) should have been a slam-dunk for me, but I just never got to it until after our mid-day Fourth of July activities ended and before we put on fireworks from New York.  A couple of years ago,  I'd watched the beginning  - just the first 45 minutes of a lengthy runtime as Wenders movies tend to go, and had no idea where it was going.  Which - fair.  

Starring Harry Dean Stanton, Dean Stockwell and Natassja Kinski - it's a movie that reminds you that a deeply compelling movie doesn't need FX, a cut every two seconds, a needle-drop every ten minutes or fifteen subplots.  That's not to say Paris, Texas is representative of movies in 1984 - one of the years that defined the modern movie.  I'm not really sure it points to much more than what was happening in independent film in the 1980's that would inform indie movies for the next fifteen or twenty years.  Character driven, mood driven, and trying to show something about the human condition.