The House Across the Bay (1940), dir. Archie Mayo
Today for George Raft’s day on Summer Under the Stars I watched The House Across the Bay. Only this one movie. Fine, okay, two movies: I also watched Jerry Lewis’s The Ladies’ Man in which George Raft has a cameo as… George Raft. Whatever, I had a REALLY tough day, the last thing I wanted was to watch movies, to be completely honest – which in my case is a sign that things are really not going well. So it really did not help that The House Across the Bay was, to put it lightly, very average.
George Raft plays, surprise, a gangster and the boyfriend of Joan Bennett who is, surprise, a night club singer. Sadly, one day he gets caught and is subsequently sent to Alcatraz. She has to go on without him and gets in all sorts of dangerous situations of her own, with different men.
There was only one thing I could thing about watching The House of the Bay, only one movie – and not this one. The movie was the one I watched this very Summer Under the Stars during the Sylvia Sidney day – You and Me. I wrote about how much I loved it and how big of a surprise it was for me. All I could think about today was much much I would rather watch that film, instead of the bland The House Across the Bay. Sigh.
Swingin' at the Seance 