Directed
by Boris Ingster
Screenplay by Frank Partos, Nathanael West
(uncredited)
Music by
Roy Webb
Edited by
Harry Marker
Cinematography by Nicholas Musuraca
Peter Lorre as The Stranger
John McGuire as Michael Ward
Margaret Tallichet as Jane
Charles Waldron as the district
attorney
Elisha Cook Jr. as Joe Briggs
Charles Halton as Albert Meng
Ethel Griffies as Mrs. Kane,
Michael’s landlady
Cliff Clark as Martin
Oscar O’Shea as the judge
Alec Craig as Briggs’s defense
attorney
Distributed by RKO Pictures
Many consider Stranger on the Third Floor the first
true film noir (click here for an example), and I would have to agree that the
film is noir. By the way, French critic Nino Frank first used the term noir to describe The Maltese Falcon and other U.S films when they were finally
released internationally after World War II. Maybe the French never had the
chance to see Stranger on the Third Floor,
or I Wake up Screaming, for that
matter (click here to see my blog post about I Wake up Screaming). Some also place Stranger on the Third Floor in the avant noir (or proto noir)
category. Either way is fine with me; the film is definitely noir either way.
Michael Ward is
promoted to star reporter after witnessing the murder of Nick, the owner of a
local neighborhood diner, and being the first to report the story. He is also
the star witness in the subsequent murder trial of the prime suspect, Joe
Briggs. Jane, Michael’s fiancée, attends the trial and is upset by Brigg’s
emotional protest of his innocence on the stand. She discusses her doubts with
Michael, who finally admits that he didn’t actually see Briggs kill Nick; he
only saw Briggs leaning over Nick’s dead body. Briggs maintains his innocence
even after his guilty verdict.
Michael begins to
doubt himself. He wonders if Jane might be right and he worries about Briggs
getting the electric chair. He’s having trouble getting to sleep one night, and
he starts to suspect that his neighbor, Albert Meng, is dead because he can’t
hear him snoring through the apartment walls. He has a nightmare in which he is
accused of the murder of Meng, and he is put through a similar experience as
Briggs.
Michael’s
voice-over narration represents his thoughts and self-doubts. He sometimes
introduces flashbacks with his train of thought, and these flashbacks are
introduced seamlessly. The transition to Michael’s dream sequence is smooth: He
puts his head in his hands, and viewers hear him in voice-over: “I’m just
tired. I can’t think straight any more. If I could only dive it out of my mind.
Get some . . . sleep.”
Stylized sets and dramatic
lighting represent Michael’s dream sequence. He is found guilty of Meng’s
murder and sentenced to death. His nightmare sequences are brilliant: minimal
furniture; lighting that shows bars of light and shadow; the almost cathedral
look to the courtroom scenes; distorted sound in the laughter and some of the
voices, especially the witnesses; the slow, automaton pacing of the officers as
they lead him to the electric chair.
(This blog post
about Stranger on the Third Floor
contains spoilers.)
Viewers may start
to wonder about Michael Ward’s credibility at this point. His suspicion and
paranoia seem extreme, but then he discovers that his neighbor Albert Meng
really has been murdered when he knocks on his door to check on him. Jane
becomes the strong, more confident character when Michael goes to her for help
in fleeing the city: She’s the one who urges Michael to go to the police with
his discovery of his neighbor’s body. After Michael’s worst fears come true and
he is accused of Meng’s murder, she’s the one who canvasses the neighborhood
and finds The Stranger, the real killer.
Although The
Stranger is an odd character and no one knows his true identity, he is not
portrayed as completely unsympathetic. He and Jane have a conversation after
she finds him, and he implies that he has been institutionalized before. He
says to her, “Did they send you to take me back?” He explains why he will not
go back when he mentions some of the mistreatment he suffered: “They put you in
a shirt with long sleeves and pour ice water on you.” Peter Lorre’s performance
as The Stranger is amazing. Lots of little details convince viewers that he’s
not quite right: the way he uses his hands, the way he never quite touches the
brim of his hat or finishes what he’s trying to say when he says hello and
goodbye. But he is still The Stranger, an unknown, something to be feared. He
tries to strangle Jane when she tries to notify the police. She gets away by
slipping out of her coat and running down the city street. The Stranger runs
after her, and he is killed by a truck when he runs out into the middle of the
street. A form of justice thus prevails, but viewers can understand what drove
The Stranger to some of his crimes.
So what makes this
1940 film either a film noir or an avant noir? The ambiguous portrayal of The
Stranger is one feature that is consistent with noir. Stranger on the Third Floor uses a lot of dark sets and low
lighting to tell its story. The highly stylized sets and lighting that
represent Michael’s dream are reminiscent of German expressionism, a technique
used by many directors of film noir that works especially well here. Michael
Ward’s self-doubt and angst come after his certainty that he saw Briggs kill
Nick, and the knowledge that he might be wrong haunts him: He’s the
quintessential noir protagonist. I’ve never been fond of a strict adherence to
categories, and I am happy to call Stranger
on the Third Floor both avant noir and film noir.