Pugilist Joe O’Hara (Tom Brown) is on the fast track to winning a middleweight boxing championship, despite reservations from manager Oscar Brannigan (Joseph Crehan). Oscar has arranged a bout for Joe to take on current champ Tiger Johnson (John Cason), and to celebrate, O’Hara’s taking his fiancée—and Oscar’s daughter—Janet (Sheila Ryan) to an intimate, cozy, out-of-the-way bistro (okay—it’s just located across the street from the fight venue), owned and operated by Papa (William Edmunds) and Mama Berger (Edit Arnold). As screenplay luck would have it, Papa—known to his creditors as “The Professor”—has been piano teacher to Joe’s brother Mike (Don ‘Red’ Barry); once Joe wins his fight, he’ll use the money to send Br’er Mike across the pond to further advance his career as a concert pianist.
While Joe’s party rages on, a two-bit bookie named Swinger
Markham (Tony Canzoneri) crashes the affair, and demands—in his intoxicated
state—that he be served some beer.
Because Swinger fails to grasp the meaning of “You don’t have to go home
but you can’t stay here,” he continues making a pest of himself until a punch
thrown by Mike sends him to the sawdust floor.
Swinger drops by Joe’s workout the next day to apologize for his beastly
behavior, but while he’s there he witnesses Joe take a hit to the head from his
sparring partner, a punch that gives Oscar cause for concern. A trip to the doctor (Sam Flint) later, and
Joe is diagnosed with a damaged optical nerve.
The smart money would be for the boxer to take a hiatus from the sweet
science, but he’s anxious to win that purse on behalf of Mike.
During the bout with the Tiger, Swinger helpfully tells
Johnson’s manager about Joe’s eye…allowing Tiger to capitalize on O’Hara’s
weakness by sending him to the mat in record time. Thus, Joe is now blind and he’ll need an
operation to restore his sight…but he’s a victim of the Obamacare gap and the
hospital bills are piling up. So Mike—as
“Kid Cobra”! —steps into the ring in order to earn the money for his brudder. (It’s Chopin with a ten-count!)
Ringside (1949)
is one of the “co-hits” on the VCI disc Forgotten
Noir Volume 8 (along with the previously reviewed Mr.
District Attorney [1947] and Hi-Jacked
[1950], which will appear in this space next week). It ain’t much of a noir, and it’s not too
hard to figure out why it’s forgotten. Ringside is 66 minutes of trite boxing movie
clichés, though it’s probably the only fight film that opens and concludes with
narration by a boxing ring. (I’m not
making this up, and the ring sounds as if it’s auditioning for The
Whistler.) Here’s the thing: I’m not a boxing aficionado
in real life, but I do like movies about boxing—Body and Soul (1947), The
Set-Up (1949), The Ring
(1952), The
Harder They Fall (1956), etc. I
will not be putting Ringside on this
list. For starters, at no time in this
movie is it suggested that any of the
fights are fixed. That is not what
boxing movies do.
Ringside is a
slight re-working of City
for Conquest (1940); Don ‘Red’ Barry is an aspiring pianist just Arthur
Kennedy in the earlier film…the twist is that Barry decides to lace up the
gloves when his brother goes blind—just like Jimmy Cagney in Conquest (though Cagney lost his sight when
an unscrupulous boxer rubbed rosin into his orbs). Barry’s motivation for becoming a pugilist,
however, isn’t so much financial as it is vengeful: he’s vowed to make Tiger
Johnson take the permanent long count in retaliation for rendering his brother
sightless. The movie predictably spares
the character from going through with his plans…to be honest, it would have
made Ringside a lot more interesting
(and noirish) if they had allowed Don to be guilty of homicide. (Instead, it opts for a sappy conclusion
where Barry unconvincingly plays piano at a concert hall to the cheers from Joe
and the rest of the characters who had the misfortune to be in this movie.)
L-R: Tom Brown, Margia Dean, Sheila Ryan. |
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