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I had a feeling of deja vu as I watched this, and I soon realized it was a remake of Fear in the Night, a 1947 film starring DeForrest Kelley.

This film stars Edward G. Robinson, Kevin McCarthy, Virginia Christine, Connie Russell.

A young New Orleans jazz musician Stan (McCarthy) dreams that he's involved in a murder. He wakes up holding a button, a key, and he has blood on him. He's convinced he committed murder without realizing it. He approaches his brother-in-law Rene (Robinson), a police detective, who brushes it off as a nightmare.

One day, while on a picnic, Stan, Rene, Rene's wife (Christine) and Stan's girlfriend Gina (Russell) are caught in a rainstorm. Without realizing how he knows, Stan directs them to a house. There's a mirrored room as in his dream, and the key fits a closet.

Rene realizes that somehow Stan was involved and accuses him of lying and demanding to know the whole story. Stan swears it was all a dream, and he doesn't know what happened. When the sheriff comes along and tells them there was a murder in the house, Rene wants more information, believing Stan is a killer.

Neat story by Cornell Woolrich, who wrote "Rear Window." Edward G. Robinson is great as always as a man determined to get to the bottom of the mystery.

Kevin McCarthy, who worked until he died at 96, is adorable in this.

Some fantastic singing by Connie Russell -- it's worth watching the film just to hear her -- in what would be her last film. After a long career on stage, films, and clubs on two continents, she retired when she became a mom.

Very entertaining. The end is wonderful, and really puts it a cut above "Fear in the Night."

Kevin McCarthy stars as a musician who wakes up one morning to find tangible evidence of something he thought he'd done in a dream. Things really gets going when good old Edward G. Robinson appears as the musician's brother-in-law who also just happens to be a police detective. There's just something about Eddie G. that compels us to watch him, whatever he's in.

McCarthy's character, Stan, thinks he may have committed a murder, and is tortured by the fact that he has no recollection of doing so, except in his "nightmare".He can't reconcile what he knows as reality with what he remembers from his dream and the evidence he found afterwards. (Intriguingly, a button and an odd-looking key.)

Oh, there's also a few female characters, none of them of the fatale variety. One of them is just a pick-up in a seedy all-night bar (interesting and kind of fun scene, though), the other two are his sister and his "girlfriend". I put girlfriend in quotation marks because Stan doesn't seem to have much regard for the poor girl, who's a jazz singer and devoted to him. Poor Gina, Stan has not the least interest in confiding his troubles to her, or in fact talking to her at all, as far as I could tell. He's always telling her he'll get back to her later, when he's straightened some things out.

Some noirs have a smart and sympathetic girlfriend or secretary (who of course later becomes the girlfriend) who helps the main character sort out his troubles, but Nightmare isn't one of those. It's all about Edward G. and his crime-solving abilities. But who's complaining when Edward G. solves or even commits a crime in any movie?

The story is set and filmed on location in New Orleans, which is a major strength of the film. There's one scene where Stan goes on a desperate search through the nightclubs and all-night bars of the city, trying to find a musician who's heard the mysterious melody he heard in his nightmare. I love all the neon lights flashing on and off, proclaiming the alluring names of the nightclubs - scenes like this are what noir is made of.

Another memorable scene is when Stan, the long-suffering Gina, and Edward G.Robinson and his wife (Stan's sister) go on a picnic and get caught in a rainstorm. They take refuge in a deserted house, where they light a fire and make themselves tea ! It just struck me as funny that they were making themselves so much at home in a complete stranger's house. Now, there is a reason for this, but that would be spoiler territory.

Maxwell Shane remakes his own 1947 film Fear in the Night but with a better known cast and more money. Adapted from Cornell Woolrich's novel, story has Stan Grayson (Kevin McCarthy) as a New Orleans clarinetist who dreams he has committed a murder in a heavily mirrored room. Upon waking he finds clues that suggest he actually may have killed a man and frantically turns to his police detective brother-in-law, Rene Bressard (Edward G. Robinson), for help. But it doesn't look good for Stan...

Fear in the Night is a good film, and so is this, but if you have seen the earlier version then this feels very much perfunctory. The opening titles are superb, as melted candle wax plays host to the roll call shown in moody dissolves. We jump into Grayson's dream, again this is very well constructed on noirish terms, and from there on in it's a competently crafted visual film noir picture with good tension and splendid jazzy interludes.

However, nothing else makes it stand out, it just sort of exists as an exercise in late noir cycle film making, a pic that doesn't want to even try to push boundaries. The cast are dependable in performances, but nothing to really grab the attention, though Shane does work near wonders to cloak the characters in various levels of paranoia or suspicious machinations. New Orleans locales are a bonus, with cinematographer Joseph Biroc excelling at sweaty close-ups and the utilisation of shadows as foreboding presence's.

It all resolves itself in a haze of improbability, but as most film noir fans will tell you, that's actually OK. Yet this is still a film that's far from essential viewing for the like minded noir crowd. More so if you happened to have seen the 1947 version first. 6/10

In the late 1940s, director Maxwell Shane made a very low budget psychological thriller called Fear in the Dark -- about a man waking from a nightmare that he's murdered a stranger, only to find it to be true. In 1956, Shane decided to remake it as Nightmare, with a name cast (Kevin McCarthy -- Mary's brother, for the record -- as the luckless dreamer, Edward G. Robinson as his brother-in-law the homicide cop). It's a very close remake, not as pointlessly literal as Gus Van Sant's cloning of Psycho, but with little changed except a better and more integrated jazz score. In sum, Nightmare boasts better acting and better production values, all of which serve to point up the basic cheesiness of the plot. The earlier version, looking a lot like a nightmare itself, lends its own low-rent integrity to Cornell Woolrich's bizarre vision.

Kevin McCarthy, a jazzman from New Orleans, has a nightmare. He dreams he was in a strange room and committed a murder, only to find out the next morning that there are clues he actually did it. Terrified, he goes to his brother-in-law (Edward G Robinson) to ask for help. Edward G doesn't believe him at first, but soon the evidence begins to pile up. The rest is too good to reveal. Kevin McCarthy's performance right on the heels of "Invasion of the Body Snatchers" is flawless - the terrified victim - again. Eddie G's character as the cynical, hard boiled homicide dick is one of his best. The story riveted me from start to finish and director Maxwell Shane set just the right tone. Watch for the final scenes in the mirrored room. The atmosphere shots of New Orleans in the 50's transports us back to another time. It's a mystery - a drama - a thriller. Do not miss it.

******SPOILERS****** Unbelievably heavy handed movie that telegraphs it's story to the audience so directly that you think it's a commercial for Western Union. Musician Stan Grayson, Kevin McCarthy, walks around most of the time in a zombie-like induced state and when he's conscious with his eyes bulging out of his head and looking like he's going into cardiac arrest at any moment that you want to run to the nearest phone and call 911 for help.

Waking up one morning at his room at the Hotel New Orleans from a nightmare that he had about him being a hall of mirrors and getting into a fight where he kills someone in self-defense Stan then opens a door and falls into a dark and bottomless pit. Stan looks in the mirror and sees marks on his throat and blood on his arm as well as having both a key and a button from the man's suit that was in his dream.

The movie tries to be both hip and cool when it comes to Stan's mental state and how it was manipulated by the killer Dr. Belknap/Harry Britten, Gage Clarke, in a pseudo/psychological manner that was very common in films about mental issues back in the 1940's and 50's but seeing it now it comes across as both silly and amateurish.

The movie also tries to make a big deal about the killer being a doctor who is an expert in psychological studies just by judging from the books that he has in his private library, but at the same time make him physically violent. He runs over his wife with a car and shoots it out with the police in order to kill him off at the end of the movie.

Edward G.Robinson, Det. Rene Bressard, is very good in the movie as Stan's brother in-law and New Orleans police detective. Rene at first suspects Stan of the murders but then, like a good detective should, when he sees where the evidence leads him realizes that there is more to the murders then what he at first thought.

Kevin McCarthy seems to overact in the movie, or better yet was over-directed, by passing out about a half dozen times and coming across as being brain-dead even when he wasn't under hypnosis. The movie tells the audience that you can't do anything under hypnosis that you won't do when your conscious like murder at the same time we see Stan being told to drown himself in the swamp by Dr. Belknap and then willingly do it.

Granted Stan tried to kill himself earlier in the film by jumping from the fifteen floor of the Hotel New Orleans but that was when he thought that he was a murderer. By the time he was told to drown himself he already knew that he didn't commit any murders so there was no conscious or subconscious reasons for him to do it. Stan was eventually saved from drowning by his brother in-law Rene.

Virginia Christine, Sue Bressard, was very good as Stan's sister and Rene's pregnant wife who developed a hearty appetite because of the condition that she was in and Gage Clarke, Dr. Belknap/ Harry Britten, was effective as the highly educated murderer. Connie Russell, Gina, as Stan's love interest had really nothing to do in the movie but stand around and look pretty, she did sing two songs.

The movie "Nightmare" can be forgiven for it's heavy handedness since it was the norm in movies about psychiatric issues back in those days, 1955, but at the same time can't be taken seriously by anyone watching it now in 2004.

In the role right before he made a comeback of sorts in The Ten Commandments, Edward G. Robinson stars in Nightmare where he solves both a crime and a particular nightmare that Kevin McCarthy is going through. You see McCarthy thinks he killed and Robinson is a New Orleans homicide detective.

Kevin plays a mean jazz clarinet in Billy May's Orchestra where girlfriend Connie Russell sings. McCarthy who scored with the same kind of role in Invasion Of The Body Snatchers thinks he's killed someone in an old mansion in a room with a lot of mirrors. There's a man and a woman in the same recurring dream.

Like his Body Snatchers part, McCarthy is trapped in a Nightmare and by circumstances he can't control. Of course the very cynical homicide detective Robinson doesn't really believe him, but he's going along for the sake of Virginia Christine, Robinson's wife and McCarthy's sister.

In the end it becomes clear enough though the manipulator of the events is a character introduced after Robinson really begins an investigation.

Nightmare is a decent enough noir thriller, but it really does look shot on the cheap with real New Orleans and country Louisiana locations. Not on the to 10 list of any of the principals.

Can't agree with the hypesters preceding me who have largely gushed over this one. I found McCarthy curiously hammy and over the top, as if he played the climactic "they're here! they're here!" scene from INVASION OF THE BODY SNATCHERS start to finish in this film. The great Edward G. Robinson seems lost and hazy as the initially dubious but finally accepting cop who ultimately bails out McCarthy. Much of the hypnotism exploitation angle is hopelessly out of date and plays to unintended laughs with the "focus on the watch" chestnut dusted off by the killer on an unwary McCarthy near the end. Police procedure has rarely been as blatantly ignored as when the cop discovers Robinson and murder suspect McCarthy breaking and entering inside the murder house with a totally ridiculous story but within a minute or two not only lets them go but vows to help them when he should be calling for backup and trying to throw a butterfly net over them. Brainiac detectiving by a top cop!

On the plus side, the musical score is creepily woven into the story and the climax in the mirrored room and down by the swamp in the dark does have some goth atmosphere and mood going for it. McCarthy's goodgirl girlfriend is appealing and sympathetic. Unfortunately, there are just too many contrivances in the murder by hypnotism angle and the whole pooling of Robinson and McCarthy's resources comes off as half baked at best. Certainly this is an interesting curio for the cast and the Woolrich source material but it's lesser noir and ultimately more like a weak second feature.

If you can get past the improbable key to the mystery, the rest of the movie has some good, strong points. The first twenty minutes plunge us into McCarthy's nightmarish events that may or may not have actually happened. We don't know for sure and neither does he, but there are the scratches on his arm. Did he kill those people or not. The surreal effects are impressively done.

McCarthy delivers a gripping performance, as good as Invasion of the Body Snatchers (also 1956), and much better than expected for a B-movie. In short, he makes us believe that his dilemma, however improbable, is real and not just a story construct. Without that intensity drawing us in, the movie would, I think, amount to little more than a mildly interesting walk-through.

The New Orleans locations provide a clever anchor to the real world, and a good setting for the colorful jazz scenes. However, a 63-year old Robinson is at least 10 years too old for the brother-in-law part even though he manages the cop role well. And can we really believe the chance occurrence onto the scene-of-the-crime mansion in all that unfamiliar backcountry. Unfortunately, the script requires more than just an ordinary suspension of disbelief. Too bad the script couldn't work in more bayou scenes. Those coming at the end are really creepy and nightmarish in their own right. Too bad also that the excellent McCarthy made so few films, preferring, I gather, stage productions instead. All in all, an interesting if regrettably flawed little movie.

"Fear in the Night" is an amazingly good B-movie. Despite its low budget and a totally unknown star at the time (De Forest Kelly), it had a great story and the studio did a great job bringing the story to life. Less than a decade later, they decided to remake the film with Kevin McCarthy in the lead and Edward G. Robinson in support. It's also a very good film, but I recommend if you only want to see one, you see the original.

Stan awakens with a VERY vivid and scary dream in which he's killed someone. He soon notices some things that make him think it might not be a dream after all. He's got blood on him and he has a key and a button...all from the 'dream'! He's confused and afraid to sleep so he goes to get help from his brother-in-law, Rene (Edward G. Robinson). At first, Rene thinks Stan is either joking or has lost his mind. However, later, when they are on a road trip, Stan recognizes the house and many other details about the dream...and not Rene thinks his brother-in-law is a murderer! What really happened? See the film.

As I mentioned above, I prefer the original film. I think it's a tad better and it is more original. Still, it's a very entertaining film...even if the solution to the problem turns out to be something that is actually impossible. I know, because if it was, I'd try it myself!

Just play the movie, and avoid the poster until after you see the film. Otherwise, you will have the film spoiled for you by the idiotic publicity people who did the marketing for the film. Talk about morons. An intelligent script with fine acting by McCarthy and great support by Robinson. The story stands up well on its own WITHOUT THE POSTER. Make sure you see without reading the poster.

This One has an Interesting Pedigree.

It is a Remake of a Film-Noir, Fear in the Night (1946) from the same Director, the Prolific (mostly screenplays) Maxwell Shane. Everybody Endlessly compares the two Movies,

This is a Distinctive Noir, at the End of the Cycle and it is Remarkable because it includes almost every Film-Noir Trope starting with the Title. Obsessive Fans of the Genre could make a List.

The least Impressive thing about "Nightmare" is the Print. TCM, a stickler for finding the Best Available, showed a very Unimpressive Version that was Weak all around. The Contrast is "Grayish" and the Look is very Flat. That Visual Disappointment Aside, the Film reminds of the Great Style that was all but Forgotten by 1956.

Seemingly Filmed on a Very Low Budget, it still manages to Conjure Up the Atmosphere of True Film-Noir. The On-Location Footage on the Streets and Bayou are "Nightmarish". The Film feels Odd and Off-Beat adding to the Enjoyment.

The Cast lead by Edward G. Robinson and Kevin Mccarthy give the Movie Gravitas and the Story, by Cornell Woolrich, is Rich with Mysterious Happenings and Dreamlike Displays.

If every Reviewer on Earth hasn't Spoiled the Ending You will Undoubtedly have a Fun Time with this Mystery Movie.

Highly Recommended for Low-Budget Entertainment.

This 1956 Film-Noir shows just what Staying Power the Genre could Generate. The Conservative Fifties, with Very Few Exceptions, had Hollywood Capitulating to Government Gawking and Back-Room Intimidation and the Cynical and Edgy Film-Noir Genre was Relegated to Cheap Second Features and within a Year or two was Abandoned Altogether.

Making a Comeback about Later, as Neo-Noir, the Movies Started Experimenting with a Renewed Energy as things were Opening Up Culturally and the Art Form found that the Freedom to Express was again winning the Public's Imagination and Imagination is obviously one of the Ingredients in the Creative Process.