Tuesday, March 16, 2010

Newman's own: The Prize (1963)

Andrew Craig (Paul Newman), a drunken, jaded American has arrived in Stockholm to collect his Nobel Prize and maybe seduce a few women. Though he finds much to be attracted to in his guide Inger Andersson (Elke Sommer), he finds wooing her somewhat difficult when he becomes embroiled in a Communist plot he has a hard time convincing others of. After witnessing murder, being chased by spies, thrown off a building and required to strip at a nudist meeting, Craig barely finds time to avoid the designs of a plotting married woman and the deceptive niece of Dr. Stratman (Edward G. Robinson) whom he thinks has been kidnapped and replaced by a look alike. With edge of your seat action, the viewer will wonder if Craig manages to make it out alive or at least out of that towel...

I really enjoyed this film mainly because despite the action and suspense, Newman turned it into something comical. His facial expressions and dry delivery of lines works well within the plot. It's refreshing to see him in films that don't require him to angrily sulk or be overcome with emotion.

Tonight on TCM!
Celebrating some Toshiro Mifune!!

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