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Review: Detour (1945)

Few films embody the ethos of film noir as perfectly as Edgar G. Ulmer’s Detour. A lean, mean 67-minute descent into fatalism and moral ambiguity, this micro-budget masterpiece punches far above its weight. Its grim atmosphere, stark visual style, and psychological complexity have ensured its place as a quintessential noir and a cinematic landmark.

Ann Savage delivers an electrifying, award-worthy performance as Vera, a femme fatale unlike any other. Her portrayal is raw and ferocious, filled with biting dialogue and a simmering volatility that still feels groundbreaking today. Savage doesn’t just inhabit her role—she dominates the screen, turning what could have been a one-dimensional character into a fully realized force of nature.

Opposite her, Tom Neal shines as Al Roberts, a down-on-his-luck pianist whose ill-fated choices set the film’s grim events into motion. Neal captures Al’s descent from idealistic dreamer to desperate fugitive with heartbreaking precision. His subtle, internalized performance makes his tragic arc all the more affecting, drawing viewers into his tortured psyche.

Ulmer’s innovative direction is a triumph of style over budget. Using shadowy lighting, tight framing, and an oppressive sense of inevitability, Detour crafts a world where fate looms large and escape feels impossible. The film’s fragmented narrative structure, including its unreliable flashbacks, was ahead of its time, prefiguring later explorations of subjective storytelling.

Though initially dismissed as a B-movie, Detour has been reappraised as a pioneering work, revered for its uncompromising nihilism and artistry. Its themes of guilt, chance, and the impossibility of redemption resonate deeply, transcending its era to feel eerily contemporary.

For fans of noir, Detour is essential viewing. For everyone else, it’s a bracing reminder of cinema’s power to create something timeless from the unlikeliest of circumstances. It’s a film that grabs you and doesn’t let go—just like Ann Savage’s unforgettable Vera.

Wren Valentino 

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