Been making my way through Julie Adams’ book The Lucky Southern Star, taking it slow so I can really enjoy it rather than blaze through it and wish it was twice as thick. I recommend the book highly.
It gets a lot of flak for various things, but I think The Lawless Breed(1952) is a terrific picture. You can’t team up Adams, Raoul Walsh, John McIntire and Rock Hudson and not come away with something worthwhile. It has a beauty to it, with a debt to Director of Photography Irving Glassberg, that makes it special. We can also thank Universal for giving it a lovely transfer for DVD.
In the book, Julie gives us this story about making the film:
“In one of the saloon scenes, a number of character actors were lined up drinking at the bar. One bearded fellow was puffing madly away on a giant cigar, with puffs of smoke rising up towards the ceiling. The camera was rolling, the scene was going on and suddenly our director shouted, “Cut! His muff is on fire!”
Could that be him in the shot below?