Review: The Harder They Fall
Bogey plays an aging sportswriter and occasional press agent who
reluctantly accepts a nicely paid gig from mob-connected promoter Rod Steiger
(creating his own contender!- sorry,
had to do it...I need help), to promote his new find; a lunkheaded Argentinean behemoth played by Mike
Lane. Physically he looks unstoppable, but truth is, he’s completely useless in
the ring once that bell sounds (Kinda like WWE’s The Great Khali, but enough
about my favourite pastimes). But
with fixed fight after another, and Bogey’s shameless promotion, the big lug
starts to believe in himself. Bogey, meanwhile, starts to have a crisis of
conscience, seeing how poorly treated the naive fighter is, and watching a
doomed fight between Lane and one-time champ Gus Dundee (Pat Comiskey), who has
been warned against fighting after taking a pounding from brutal champ Max Baer
(pretty much playing himself, as a major SOB). Jan Sterling is Bogey’s quietly
disapproving wife, Harold J. Stone is his morally outraged colleague, and Nehemiah
Persoff excels as the none-too-trustworthy bookkeeper for Steiger.
Shattering 1956 Mark Robson (whose career has been varied in occupation,
film subject, and quality- editor on “Citizen Kane”, director of “Bedlam”
and the awful “Valley of the Dolls”) boxing picture, is almost a film
noir and cynically presents the world of boxing as seedy, criminal, and filled
with low-lives, has-beens and gangsters. In fact, if it weren’t for a slight
similarity in subject and tone to “Night and the City” (a near-masterpiece
that also mixed gangsters and fighting, wrestling this time), it might’ve been
a classic (there are similarities to another masterpiece, “Sweet Smell of
Success” as well).
Bogey, looking somewhat aged in his final role, is spot-on, but Method actor
Steiger is an absolute powerhouse, and Persoff is terrific in support, too.
Shame that more effort wasn’t put into Sterling’s underwritten role, though.
She’s too good an actress to be treated in such a way. The screenplay is by
Philip Yordan (“Broken Lance”, “Johnny Guitar”), from a Budd
Schulberg (“On the Waterfront”) novel. This’ll have boxing fans crying
like babies for weeks, it’s really revolting stuff in many ways and really
makes you take a hard look at the so-called ‘sweet science’.
Rating: B+
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