CRUD Challenge: Detour (1945)
Aug. 23rd, 2025 05:56 pmDetour (1945) dir. Edgar G. Ulmer
When we first meet Al Roberts (Tom Neal), he's hitchhiking east, unshaven, haunted-looking, and reacting badly to a jukebox song. That song used to mean something different, when he was a pianist in a small club, hoping for a break into the big time, and singer Sue Harvey (Claudia Drake) was his sweetheart. His memory flashes back, remembering how he got into this mess....
Neither Al nor Sue is getting better job offers in New York City, so she moves to Los Angeles in hopes of getting into the movies. Al tries to stick it out in the Big Apple for a while, but his emotional state deteriorates, so he decides to follow her. Problem is that he has no savings, so a plane or train ticket is out. Guess he'll have to go by hitchhiking.
Progress is slow, most people are only going to the next town over, and Al loses a few rides because he or the driver get sore. By the time he reaches Arizona, he's dead broke. That's when he's picked up by Charles Haskell, Jr. (Edmund MacDonald), who bears a faint resemblance to Al. At first, this seems like a lucky break. Haskell plans to go all the way to L.A., and needs to get there ASAP so he's willing to let Al spell him on driving. Haskell's a bit shady, admitting to being a bookie, but he's friendly seeming, and quite garrulous. He explains some nasty scratches on his wrist came from a female hitchhiker he picked up earlier, but that's nothing compared to his dueling scar.
Haskell's been popping pills, we never find out what kind. But eventually, he needs to sleep, and Al takes over driving through the night. At oh dark thirty, there's a sudden rainstorm, and Al decides to stop so he can put up the convertible's top. He tries to rouse Haskell, but the man is unresponsive. Al opens the passenger door, intending to move Haskell out of the way so the top can be raised. The other man falls out of the automobile and hits his head on a rock at the side of the road. If he wasn't already dead (quite possible), he's definitely dead now!
Al panics. He's sure the police won't believe his story that Haskell's death was entirely an accident. There's only one thing to do. Switch clothes and identification with the corpse, then hide it off the road. (Driver's licenses didn't have photographs back then, and the statistics listed match his own, so he figures he can get away with it, at least for a while.) Haskell had a decent amount of money in his wallet, so Al is able to stop at a motel, freshen up and sleep (restlessly) for a few hours.
He gets through a police checkpoint okay, and is starting to think he'll do okay. Al's confidence is boosted enough that when he sees an attractive woman needing a lift, he doesn't think twice about picking her up. Unfortunately, Vera (Ann Savage) just happens to have been the woman who have Haskell those scratches, having managed to catch another ride that got ahead of Al while he was sleeping. She almost immediately clocks that this is Charles Haskell's car, and those are Haskell's clothes, but Al isn't Haskell. She jumps to the entirely logical conclusion that Al robbed and murdered Haskell.
But Vera is no friend of the law. She sees...possibilities...in Al, and won't turn him in just yet, if he'll help her raise some cash, one way or another. Things aren't going to get any better for Al from this point on.
This immediately post-war film noir was made on a tiny budget--the car that most of the action takes around was the director's own personal automobile, and one of the outfits Vera wears belonged to the script clerk. There's a minimum of sets, very few stunts, and limited special effects. Al's piano-playing is closeups of the film score composer's hands. You can tell this was a Poverty Row picture. But that said, this is a very good movie for what it is.
It's very dark and pessimistic, as Al's options keep getting worse and worse, and Vera gets ever greedier. The runtime is short, making sure the movie doesn't outstay its welcome. The dialogue works well.
Some moments in the story don't quite make sense as presented, but since Al is the narrator, it's possible he's not telling the entire truth. The ending is ambiguous...up to the final shot which the Hays Code insisted had to be added. The script makes that work, mostly.
Content note: "Accidental" death. It's implied Haskell attempted unwanted sexual contact with Vera. Alcohol abuse. Some rough language, as bad as the Hays Code will allow.
This is a very good B-movie that is short enough to work as part of a double feature. Recommended to noir fans.
When we first meet Al Roberts (Tom Neal), he's hitchhiking east, unshaven, haunted-looking, and reacting badly to a jukebox song. That song used to mean something different, when he was a pianist in a small club, hoping for a break into the big time, and singer Sue Harvey (Claudia Drake) was his sweetheart. His memory flashes back, remembering how he got into this mess....
Neither Al nor Sue is getting better job offers in New York City, so she moves to Los Angeles in hopes of getting into the movies. Al tries to stick it out in the Big Apple for a while, but his emotional state deteriorates, so he decides to follow her. Problem is that he has no savings, so a plane or train ticket is out. Guess he'll have to go by hitchhiking.
Progress is slow, most people are only going to the next town over, and Al loses a few rides because he or the driver get sore. By the time he reaches Arizona, he's dead broke. That's when he's picked up by Charles Haskell, Jr. (Edmund MacDonald), who bears a faint resemblance to Al. At first, this seems like a lucky break. Haskell plans to go all the way to L.A., and needs to get there ASAP so he's willing to let Al spell him on driving. Haskell's a bit shady, admitting to being a bookie, but he's friendly seeming, and quite garrulous. He explains some nasty scratches on his wrist came from a female hitchhiker he picked up earlier, but that's nothing compared to his dueling scar.
Haskell's been popping pills, we never find out what kind. But eventually, he needs to sleep, and Al takes over driving through the night. At oh dark thirty, there's a sudden rainstorm, and Al decides to stop so he can put up the convertible's top. He tries to rouse Haskell, but the man is unresponsive. Al opens the passenger door, intending to move Haskell out of the way so the top can be raised. The other man falls out of the automobile and hits his head on a rock at the side of the road. If he wasn't already dead (quite possible), he's definitely dead now!
Al panics. He's sure the police won't believe his story that Haskell's death was entirely an accident. There's only one thing to do. Switch clothes and identification with the corpse, then hide it off the road. (Driver's licenses didn't have photographs back then, and the statistics listed match his own, so he figures he can get away with it, at least for a while.) Haskell had a decent amount of money in his wallet, so Al is able to stop at a motel, freshen up and sleep (restlessly) for a few hours.
He gets through a police checkpoint okay, and is starting to think he'll do okay. Al's confidence is boosted enough that when he sees an attractive woman needing a lift, he doesn't think twice about picking her up. Unfortunately, Vera (Ann Savage) just happens to have been the woman who have Haskell those scratches, having managed to catch another ride that got ahead of Al while he was sleeping. She almost immediately clocks that this is Charles Haskell's car, and those are Haskell's clothes, but Al isn't Haskell. She jumps to the entirely logical conclusion that Al robbed and murdered Haskell.
But Vera is no friend of the law. She sees...possibilities...in Al, and won't turn him in just yet, if he'll help her raise some cash, one way or another. Things aren't going to get any better for Al from this point on.
This immediately post-war film noir was made on a tiny budget--the car that most of the action takes around was the director's own personal automobile, and one of the outfits Vera wears belonged to the script clerk. There's a minimum of sets, very few stunts, and limited special effects. Al's piano-playing is closeups of the film score composer's hands. You can tell this was a Poverty Row picture. But that said, this is a very good movie for what it is.
It's very dark and pessimistic, as Al's options keep getting worse and worse, and Vera gets ever greedier. The runtime is short, making sure the movie doesn't outstay its welcome. The dialogue works well.
Some moments in the story don't quite make sense as presented, but since Al is the narrator, it's possible he's not telling the entire truth. The ending is ambiguous...up to the final shot which the Hays Code insisted had to be added. The script makes that work, mostly.
Content note: "Accidental" death. It's implied Haskell attempted unwanted sexual contact with Vera. Alcohol abuse. Some rough language, as bad as the Hays Code will allow.
This is a very good B-movie that is short enough to work as part of a double feature. Recommended to noir fans.