Beanbioca As Good As It Gets

MoPoshy Absolutely brilliant

Fleur Actress is magnificent and exudes a hypnotic screen presence in this affecting drama.

Dana An old-fashioned movie made with new-fashioned finesse.

Robert J. Maxwell In order to enjoy this movie, you have to adopt a certain perspective. You have to look at it close up, so that you ignore the fact that it's a variation on the theme of "On The Waterfront" (1954). The points of similarity are myriad. The one that's missing is any poetry whatever in "Slaughter on Tenth Avenue", while there is an abundance of it in "On The Waterfront." I'll give just one example. Marlon Brando, as longshoreman Terry Malloy, is standing in the middle of a dozen other workers on one of the piers. Two members of "the waterfront commission" push their way towards him, calling, "Mr. Malloy? Terry Malloy?" Instead of turning to his left and facing the lawmen, Brando feigns puzzlement and turns the other way, completely around, until he's facing them again. Every dock worker knows that the crime commission is nosing around but longshoremen proudly solve their own problems. Brando's slow shuffling in a circle is a perfect non-verbal expression of his contempt.But you must forget scenes like that. You have to forget Brando and Eva Marie Saint strolling through a smoky little park and getting to know one another. You have to forget all of that and think of "Slaughter on Tenth Avenue" as a thing unto itself. Yes, it's a pale imitation, but it's not ineffective in its own terms.Richard Egan is an Assistant District Attorney who's assigned a homicide case. The victim, Mickey Shaughnessy, is only one of many 1950s iconic faces. They include Harry Belaver, Dan Duryea, Charles McGraw, Walter Matthau, Mickey Hargity, and Sam Levene. The names may or may not mean anything but you'll probably recognize most of the faces.The two actresses are well cast. Jan Sterling, as Shaugnessy's wife and, later, widow is fine as the spitfire of a working-class woman. "Madge Pitts." Could anyone think of a better name for her rough, uneducated character? Julie Adams is Egan's girl friend and, as usual, she exudes an air of elegance in addition to her dark and striking beauty. She SOUNDS like the kind of babe who could marry an ambitious lawyer on his way up the bureaucratic ladder, while "Madge Pitts" belongs in a dump with an oilcloth covering the table in the tiny kitchen.The central role is Richard Egan's district attorney. He's handsome enough, I suppose, and has a slightly nasal but resonant baritone. I like him. But if this is a display of his acting chops, then one must admit that he's not as well cast as Madge Pitts. Walter Matthau has the "Johnny Friendly" role -- all good will and bad grammar. I prefer him as a good guy.The plot gets too complicated to describe, and I'm not at all sure why Matthau and his goons wind up in the paddy wagon, but okay. I get the fact that it's a happy ending.

jotix100 As the story begins, we watch three men sneaking into a tenement building in Manhattan's West Side. They have come on a mission to kill Solly Pitts, a decent man, who dared to cross the guys that were in charge of the union that ruled the waterfront in those years. It turned out to be a botched attempt because Solly, miraculously survives, and he is able to tell his wife Madge the names of the three paid assassins.A young Assistant D.A., Bill Keating, is assigned to cover the case because the other lawyers are busy. As Keating arrives in the hospital, he watches Madge approaching Lt. Anthony Vosnick, as she gives him the names of the perpetrators. Eventually, Keating learns about the identity of the criminals that tried to hill her husband. When he tries to bring justice, he meets a wall of opposition because the unwritten law about ratting these scum bags, plus his own department objection for trying a case in court with the flimsy evidence that Keating has found.Things at the waterfront were ruled by a corrupt man, Al Dahlke, who controlled all the rackets and felt the need to make an example out of Solly Pitts. In fact, a corrupt policeman, Sid Wallace, tries to get Keating to become friendly toward Dahlke, because he can profit by closing his eyes to the illegal activities around the piers."Slaughter on Tenth Avenue" was directed by Albert Laven, a man that went to have a long career on television. The film is based on a real incident that Lawrence Roman, the writer of the screenplay took from Bill Keating's tell-all book. This picture pales in comparison with "On the Waterfront", a fictional account that came before and directed by Elia Kazan.Richard Egan, the star of the film, was an actor that gave straight performances, as he shows in here. Jan Sterling is effective as Madge Pitts, the wife of the wounded man. Walter Matthau appears as the union boss, Al Dahlke, one of the many heavies he played during those years of his career. Dan Duryea has some excellent moments as the defense lawyer at the trial of the three men that attempted to kill Solly Pitts. Mickey Shaughnessy is seen as Solly. Charles McGraw, Sam Levene, Julie Adams and Harry Bellaver, are part of the supporting cast.The other asset in the film is the fine score by Richard Rodgers and Herschel Burke Gilbert, assisted by the uncredited Henry Mancini. The New York only location was not shot on the avenue that gives its name to the film, as it appears most of the work was done somewhere else.

bmacv Eclipsed by the accomplishment and reputation of On The Waterfront three years earlier, Slaughter on Tenth Avenue mines a similar vein: corruption in the longshoremen's unions and the violent struggle for their control. And while the earlier movie remains the heavyweight champ , its younger brother can be considered a worthy contender, too. (Its title, by the way, comes from an unrelated George Balanchine ballet of two decades earlier, with music by Richard Rogers retained as the film score.)While On The Waterfront centered on the lives on the dockworkers embroiled in struggles beyond their control, Slaughter on Tenth Avenue focuses on the Suits who try to prosecute the shooting and later death of one of those workers. Richard Egan plays the young turk in the District Attorney's office who must penetrate the operative code of silence and win the trust of the men working the piers and their families – they're scared, and have no reason to put themselves on the line for what they see as a callous bureaucracy with few teeth. Egan finally wins over the victim's wife (Jan Sterling) and a few of his cronies, but along the way discovers that wheels turn within wheels. A former prosecutor, now some sort of lobbyist, drags him to meet the slick operator who calls the shots on the waterfront (Walter Matthau, before he became the shambliest of straight men), who tries to buy him off. (Fortunately, the movie entertains no theories about the source – Communists? Organized crime? – of the corruption.) But Egan soldiers on, finally persuading his superiors to bring an indictment despite unreliable witnesses and holes in his case.And this is the movie's most interesting aspect: How the connections and history linking the police, the district attorney and the legal system (Dan Duryea, with a moustache, is another former prosecutor who lives high as a defense lawyer) compromise whatever justice may ultimately be meted out. While influenced heavily by the noir cycle that was coming to an end, Slaughter on Tenth Avenue shades more heavily toward social commentary; its upbeat ending, too, is anathema to the pessimism of hard-core noir. Still, its good to see Charles McGraw as a police detective, even if he is sporting a silvery mane of hair.

luciferjohnson Based on fact, and hewing closely to a book co-authored by the central character Keating, this movie is based on more or less the real people portrayed in On the Waterfront -- there's even a priest-- only without Brando and without the romance. Egan as Keating is a bit of a stiff. I think the real Keating was more of a rebel. Great title music, an old Rodgers & Hart tune first used in "On Your Toes" for a comic dance number. Still, not much Slaughter and not much Tenth Avenue either. (The real life incident at the beginning took place on Grove Street in Greenwich Village, but "Slaughter on Grove Street" wouldn't sound right, I guess.)