The Slender Thread (1965)

Calificación de los usuarios:

7.2/10   

Director:

Sydney Pollack

Escritores:

Shana Alexander (article)
Stirling Silliphant (writer)

Fecha de Lanzamiento:

28 marzo 1966 (Sweden)

Género:

Drama

Plot:

A college volunteer at the crisis phone gets a call from a suicide caller.

Plot Keywords:

Student | Police | Suicide | Marriage | Volunteer

Premios:

Nominated for 2 Oscars. Another 1 nomination

Comentarios de los usuarios:

The Slender Thread

Reparto

Sidney Poitier	...	Alan Newell
Anne Bancroft	...	Inga Dyson
Telly Savalas	...	Dr. Joe Coburn
Steven Hill	...	Mark Dyson
Edward Asner	...	Det. Judd Ridley
Indus Arthur	...	Marian
Paul Newlan	...	Sgt. Harry Ward
Dabney Coleman	...	Charlie
H.M. Wynant	...	Doctor Morris (as H. N. Wynant)
Robert F. Hoy	...	Patrolman Steve Peters (as Robert Hoy)
Greg Jarvis	...	Christopher 'Chris' Dyson
Jason Wingreen	...	Medical technician
Marjorie Nelson	...	Mrs. Thomas
Steven Marlo	...	Arthur Foss
Thomas Hill	...	Liquor salesman

También conocida como:

La vida vale más (Spain) [es]

Duración:

98 min

País:

USA

Idioma:

Inglés

Color:

Negro y Blanco

Relación de Aspecto:

1.85 : 1

Sonido:

Mono

Clasificación:

Finland:K-16 | Sweden:15

Locaciones de Filmación:

Seattle Center, Seattle, Washington, USA

Compañía:

Stephen Alexander Productions

Trivialidades:

Sydney Pollack's directorial debut.

Errores:

Errores Reales: After Inga attempts suicide by drowning herself in the bay, she arrives at hospital with perfectly styled hair.

Conexiones de Película:

Referenced in Three Days of the Condor (1975)

The Slender Thread

I remember seeing this movie some years ago and it stayed with me. When it popped up again on TCM I made it a point to record it so I could pay closer attention to it. I hate to say that I was a little disappointed. Some of the more obvious and unavoidable problems you can chalk up to the age of the movie. 1965 was rife with mop-haired nerds and white-booted chicks doing the jerk-agogo or whatever the hell we did back then. The whining, blues tainted horns of the Quincy Jones score seems dated as well.

A young wife, played to perfection by Anne Bancroft, has a dark secret. When her husband discovers her indiscretion, she begins to retreat into her own, dark, guilt-filled space. As time goes by, her husband becomes distant and judgmental while she plunges deeper and deeper into depression. She loses all hope of reconstructing her life, checks into a motel and chucks down a cocktail of pills.

This is when the movie gets interesting. She calls in to a crisis hot-line because she has no one else to talk to and doesn't want to die alone. As luck would have it, she reaches a student volunteer played by Sidney Poitier. The rest of the story is a frantic search to find her before the pills do the business. As she babbles on the phone, we are treated to flashback after flashback telling us her story.

The movie is a bumpy ride. While the director concentrates on those tense scenes where the rescue team is trying to trace the victim, we find our muscles tensing and our eyes tearing, wishing they knew what we know. At other times, we get to know the players oh so much more than we need to. There is a scene where we get to watch Anne Bancroft staring into a pool for what seems like forever. Very arty - but very boring. This is not an action flick, and I don't want to sound impatient, but a little less art and a little more action wouldn't hurt.

Anne Bancroft plays her part to perfection. At times she is seductive, confused, disturbed, and profoundly sad. She hit almost every emotion in the book, and hit the mark every time. On the other hand, Sidney Poitier seems to be angry, explosive, almost seething in his emotional display. I know it's heresy, but I just didn't think he was very good. I could envision any number of actors that would have been more believable. I don't know how much to blame him as opposed to Sidney Pollack who directed. It all depends on who had control, but the end result was disappointing. I accidentally gave this movie a 6. On reflection, I think I'll jack that up to an 8. Sidney Poitier aside, it was still a good movie.