Shock Corridor (1963) [Reissue]
DVD9 | VIDEO_TS | NTSC 16:9 | 01:41:25 | 7,53 Gb
Audio: English AC3 1.0 @ 192 Kbps | Subtitles: English SDH
Genre: Drama, Mystery | The Criterion Collection #19
DVD9 | VIDEO_TS | NTSC 16:9 | 01:41:25 | 7,53 Gb
Audio: English AC3 1.0 @ 192 Kbps | Subtitles: English SDH
Genre: Drama, Mystery | The Criterion Collection #19
Director: Samuel Fuller
Stars: Peter Breck, Constance Towers, Gene Evans
In Shock Corridor, the great American writer-director-producer Samuel Fuller masterfully charts the uneasy terrain between sanity and madness. Seeking a Pulitzer Prize, reporter Johnny Barrett (Peter Breck) has himself committed to a mental hospital to investigate a murder. As he closes in on the killer, insanity closes in on him. Constance Towers costars as Johnny’s coolheaded stripper girlfriend. With its startling commentary on racism and other hot-button issues in sixties America and its daring photography by Stanley Cortez, Shock Corridor has had far-reaching influence.
Samuel Fuller's pulpy 1963 indie Shock Corridor is a unique cinematic event. It begins as the story of a reporter who infiltrates an insane asylum to investigate a murder, but it turns into an inspired critique of the American psyche. The inmates form a microcosm of the public at large, and Fuller's fearless examination of our neuroses and disorders delivers a powerful message about the collective illusion that still has the nation in its grip more than forty years later. The newly restored HD transfer is truly awesome, and the inclusion of the excellent documentary The Typewriter, the Rifle and the Movie Camera makes Shock Corridor - Criterion Collection a must-have upgrade.Jamie S. Rich, DVDtalk
Samuel Fuller was the opposite of a shrinking violet. This former newspaperman and World War II veteran approached cinema with big, meaty hands, throttling it into submission. He cast his lot with the losers, the maladjusted, the outcasts. In 1963, Fuller, then in his early fifties, looked around at the country he'd fought for and saw a nuthouse. The crudely brilliant "Shock Corridor" was the result.
Of course, the U.S. of A. would soon slide even further down the shock corridor: the film was released a month and a half before JFK's skull decorated Dealey Plaza, and RFK and MLK would follow. But in the early '60s, the spectres of racism, red-baiting, and the Bomb rattled their chains in the attic of America. So in this surreal film noir, the three witnesses to a murder in a looneybin's kitchen stand for the country's ills. Investigative reporter Johnny Barrett (Peter Breck) gets himself committed to that same mental hospital, passing off his stripper girlfriend Cathy (Constance Towers) as his sister and feigning incestuous obsession with her braids. Once inside, Johnny seeks out the witnesses, waiting for them to pop into moments of lucidity so he can pose the question: "Who killed Sloan in the kitchen?" This becomes a kind of mantra, by which Johnny hopes to impose sense on his experience and forestall his own manic cartwheel down the corridor.
For the uninitiated, a Fuller film takes a little getting used to. He tended to write dialogue as if it were front-page headlines: "You're on a hopped-up lunatic stage. Get off it! Don't be Moses leading your lunatics to the Pulitzer Prize!" In Fuller, everything is heightened in this rat-a-tat hard-boiled style. If there's a true villain in Shock Corridor, it's sex: "Nymphos!", Johnny's inner monologue announces in horror when he stumbles into a room full of grasping, horny female inmates, who overwhelm him and leave his face ripped up. Cathy is seen a few times at the dive where she plies her trade, the camera keeping a baffled distance. After enough time in the nuthouse, Johnny recoils from Cathy's on-the-mouth kiss — not because it might blow his cover, as we first think, but because he's starting to believe the cover story that she really is his sister. But then, Fuller might also be commenting on the American hypocrisy about sex and sexual allure. An attendant comments that he wouldn't mind being assaulted by nymphos, and the clientele at Cathy's dive might agree with him. And Johnny's whole invented neurosis revolves around his jealousy of his sister being with other men. Madonna/whore. Nympho/sister, stripper/sister.
Then there are the three witnesses (I'm tempted to type "the three wise men"). James Best, as a southern boy whose parents branded anti-Commie bigotry into him, thinks he's a Confederate general; Hari Rhodes as Trent, one of the few African-Americans permitted to attend an integrated school, went crazy under the pressure and recast himself mentally as a white redneck racist; Gene Evans as Dr. Boden responded to the insanity of nuclear development by regressing into a doodling child. Each man gets a lengthy monologue detailing his shame and anguish, as if his fever broke for a few minutes and he were able to look at himself with sane eyes; each conversation puts a piece of the puzzle in place. All Johnny has to do is do something with the information, and that's becoming more difficult than he'd bargained for.
Shock Corridor is where Fuller can play and experiment, using his own color vacation footage to illustrate the witnesses' stories, indulging in all manners of stylized nuttiness. An average audience will tolerate a certain amount of madness if there's still a visible spine of rationality underneath: the murder mystery and Johnny's attempts to get to the bottom of it. As the movie proceeds, the mystery recedes into the distance and a more troubling emphasis comes into focus — Johnny's own struggles with reality (not to mention an inopportune loss of speech). Cathy is outraged at Johnny's scheme to put himself through all this for journalistic glory, and terrified that the experience might derange him for real; but the suspicion arises that Johnny has belonged there right from the start — or at least as much as the other inmates do.
This is a bellowing classic with dirt under its fingernails, deploying its lunatics for a discomfiting "We're all mad here" message. Looking at Fuller's biography, one could never question his cred as a patriot. To him, that meant telling the truth above all; he'd seen firsthand, at Falkenau, the demonic power of lies. There he'd also seen madness, and knew whereof he spoke. "Shock Corridor" is a towering pulp achievement.Rob Gonsalves, eFilmCritic
DISC FEATURES:
- New, restored digital transfer
- New video interview with star Constance Towers by film historian and filmmaker Charles Dennis (28:44)
- The Typewriter, the Rifle and the Movie Camera, Adam Simon’s 1996 documentary on director Samuel Fuller (55:06)
- Original theatrical trailer (2:54)
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