In a Lonely Place

Nicholas Ray delivers one of Hollywood’s most grown-up views of love—and of Hollywood—in this bitter, tender, and devastating film. Humphrey Bogart stars as Dixon Steele, a less-than-successful screenwriter whose violent contempt has many targets: industry “popcorn salesmen,” the moviegoing public, his enemies, his friends, his lovers. (“Do you look down on all women or just the ones you know?” an ex-girlfriend asks.) When a hatcheck girl is murdered, Dix’s cynical attitude and penchant for brawling make him a prime suspect; his neighbor Laurel (Gloria Grahame, whose real-life marriage to Ray was falling apart while the film was shot) provides an alibi, an inauspicious beginning to an ill-fated romance. In Dorothy B. Hughes’s novel and the original version of the script, Dix was, in fact, a murderer; in the final film, he is “only” a troubled man. The difference makes the film infinitely more moving, and yet in the end, as Laurel says with knowing sadness, it doesn’t matter at all.