Ministry of Fear is a 1944film noir directed by Fritz
Lang. Based on a
novel by Graham Greene,
the film tells the story of a man just released from a mental asylum who finds
himself caught up in an international spy ring in London during the
Blitz, pursued by foreign agents and incriminated for murder; all as a
result of having visited a village fair and winning a cake after being given its
weight by a fortune teller. The original music for the film was composed by Miklós
Rózsa and Victor Young.
The film is set in the England
during the 1940-1941 Blitz.
Stephen Neale (Milland) is being released from Lembridge Asylum, a hospital for
the criminally insane in the small rural English town of Lembridge. The reason
for his incarceration is not yet clear, but he has been cured through hypnosis
and is glad to be leaving. While waiting in nearby Lembridge for the train into
London, Neale visits a village
fête hosted by the Mothers of Free Nations. He guesses the weight of a cake
(3 pounds, 5 ounces), and then visits the palm
reader's tent. He meets Mrs. Bellane (Dyne), an older, plain woman who is
telling fortunes. He asks her to ignore the past and tell the future, which
startles her. She cryptically tells him to take another guess at the weight of
the cake at 4 pounds, 15.5 ounces. Neale does so and wins the cake. The local
townspeople are shocked into an eerie silence. A handsome young blond man
arrives at the fête, and the cakeseller attempts to retrieve the pastry from
Neale and give it to the blond man. Neale refuses to hand it over.
Neale departs Lembridge on the train. A blind farmer (Wyatt)
boards at the last moment and rides along in the compartment with him. Neale
offers him some cake. When the blind man crumbles his cake rather than eating
it, Neale becomes suspicious. The train stops when a Luftwaffe
air raid threatens the to destroy the train as well as nearby munitions plant.
The farmer, who has only pretended to be blind, knocks Neale down, steals the
cake, and flees into the countryside. Neale pursues him. The farmer hides in a
ruined cottage, but is killed when a bomb strikes the structure. Neale returns
to the train, and finishes his trip to London.
Famous now
perhaps for a handful of works – Brighton
Rock, Our Man in Havana,
The Heart of the Matter –
Graham Greene was a profound stylist and experimental writer. His minor
novels are often things of delicate and strange beauty. The
Ministry of Fear is such a text, an odd, enigmatic work about
salvation, memory, guilt and loyalty set during the blitz. Greene’s
protagonist Rowe is a conflicted, grief-stricken man racked with guilt for
the killing of his wife in an act of mercy – in a powerful flashback we
see them both tacitly acknowledging what he is doing. Rowe attempts to
cocoon himself away from his past and from his present, living from day to
day and rarely reaching out to anyone. The war is not his business, and he
lives mechanically. The masterly opening chapter begins with Rowe visiting a
rather forlorn wartime fête in a Bloomsbury square for old time’s sake
and ends with him in a daze looking skywards from the basement of his
freshly bombed out house. At the fête he wins a cake which, slowly, it
becomes obvious contains something of great value to the Germans, and a
series of strange events lead to him being sought in connection with
another, more violent murder, before being admitted to a sinister nursing
home having lost his memory.
ity
is a terrible thing," says the man from Scotland Yard. "People talk
about the passion of love. Pity is the worst passion of love. Pity is the worst
passion of all: we don't outlive it like sex." For it was pity that blasted
the life of a certain British Milquetoast named Arthur Rowe, pity that lured him
between the tiger-smooth paws of Hitler's minion. Graham Greene goes deep into
Rowe's clouded subconscious to tell us why.
Few writers can distill drama from a twisted soul with more
skill than Mr. Greene; few experts in the field would dare to combine all the
elements you will find in "The Ministry of Fear." The novel begins as
a case-history in psychiatry, and ends as a spy hunt, complete with roving
Heinkels, pukka sahibs, and a pale Austrian beauty who keeps her enigma to the
end. Only the Graham Greene fans will know how cunningly this English virtuoso
endows his lumber-room items with life. "The Ministry of Fear" is
top-hole entertainment and then some -- a guaranteed chiller to beat the first
Summer heat-wave.