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  • jotix10027 November 2009
    Warning: Spoilers
    A young woman is seen on a flight that is bringing to France. As she exits the terminal, she is met by a chauffeur driving a Rolls Royce. We realize this is a girl from the upper classes. The surprise comes at an intersection where she is forced from the luxury vehicle and made to get into a dilapidated car. The worst nightmare comes true, she is being kidnapped.

    The men behind the caper take her to a solitary house by the ocean. Little do these people realize there is a local policeman who loves fishing nearby. At first, they get concerned, but there are more important things to consider, including the way they plan to exchange the young lady for the ransom money they are demanding from her wealthy father.

    The kidnappers turn out to be an assorted lot. There is Bud, the driver of the limousine, Leer, a hired gun from the United States, Vi, an airline hostess that happens to be on the flight where the victim travels. The fourth member is Wally, who happens to be Vi's brother and who has planned the snatching. It is clear not everything is well with them as Bud objects the inclusion of Leer, a sinister character, in the proceedings. Vi, on the other hand, has a drug problem; she is a cocaine addict, whose carelessness might put the whole process in danger. One feels for the innocent girl, who is helpless against the brutes that are holding her.

    Huber Cornfield was instrumental in getting Lionel White's novel "The Snatchers" to the screen. He wasn't a man with a lot of experience behind the camera though, and it shows. The basic problem is with the staging that, at times, seems weak. There is little logic in the way Mr. Cornfield and Robert Pippeny's screenplay that feels awkward at the most dramatic moments. Then, there was the notorious feud between the director and his star, Marlon Brando, who almost appears acting in a different film.

    Marlon Brando, a brilliant actor, was not an easy man to direct. He had strong ideas about acting and he tended to clash with whatever he thought was wrong. His Bud is a man that went along for the promise of riches that would be collected from the girl's father, but he also had a good side to himself in that he saw Leer for what he really was, a ruthless criminal. Bud and Vi were lovers, yet he felt she was beyond help and therefore she could derail the well made plans.

    Richard Boone, an excellent character actor, did not receive credit for directing some of the scenes involving Mr. Brando. He plays the creepy Leer who wanted more than just the money. Rita Moreno's wig made her look different in the opening scenes. There is no logic in her flight attendant's job, but we know she is Wally's sister. Drugs were not so prevalent in the late 1960s as they are today. Jess Hahn, an American actor that settled in France, makes an impression as the beefy Wally. Veteran actor Jacques Martin puts in appearance as the cafe owner. Gerard Buhr is the policeman that knows a lot more than what he lets on.

    The ending is left to the viewer's interpretation.
  • JasparLamarCrabb23 June 2001
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    Night of the Following Day is as freaky as it's title is meaningless. Blonde-haired Marlon Brando and his blond-haired girlfriend (Rita Moreno) along with a couple of untrustworthy accomplices decide to kidnap a rich British girl and ask for ransom. What starts out a fairly straightforward crime caper soon develops into an over-the-top psychodrama as the criminals begin getting paranoid and start double-crossing each other. Richard Boone is exceptional as Brando's chief nemesis...a ruthless turncoat who'll stop at nothing to get his piece of the ransom. Of course, he's going up against Brando, so...you know the rest. Boone's craggy, pock-marked face and perpetual scowl have seldom been put to such good use. Brando and Moreno are dynamite and clearly have A LOT of chemistry. Pamela Franklin plays the unlucky victim. This is one of several odd-ball movies Brando made during the '60s (see Morituri, The Apaloosa, etc) and one of the least known. It's definitely worth seeing!
  • What I like most about Night of the Following day is its sublime way in introduces France. The entire film is low-key, which is not quite seen nowadays in cinema. Plus there was Marlon Brando. Brando looks great in this film. His style of dress looks like he's modeling for some design that counts on black colors to the exclusion of all others. In one scene he's wearing an olive trench coat at an airport. Somehow I could not believe that this swank and bronzed and blonde-haired movie star could abet in the same crime as his associates. The only worth-while scenes are the ones Brando's in. Only because you don't know where they're going to end. Richard Boone, Rita Moreno, and the actor who plays her brother are all thinly written characters. Rita Moreno's character snorts heroin, her brother is an ineffectual non-entity who doesn't care whether he's killed as a result of committing this crime, and Richard Boone's character has sadistic tendencies. That's all the audience knows about these three characters. We even know less about Brando's character. But Brando can transcend the material in this shallow film because of his eerie star-quality. Night of the Following Day is indeed an ambitious film. Adapting a novel is ambitious in itself. A plot revolving around a volatile foursome kidnapping an heiress and hiding her out in a house somewhere in France sounds great on paper. But the audience must be engaged and somewhat let in on something. This film keeps the audience at a cool distance.
  • This picture is worth time to see, but only if you've willing to invest the time to put in the effort to pay close attention. It is not a good choice as a movie to keep on in the background. The kidnapping goes wrong almost immediately, not from law enforcement personnel, but from within. We see the changing relationships between the kidnappers as the hours with their victim go on.

    Added note: Try to rent the video. When NBC showed the movie on commercial television, the network added additional scenes featuring the brother of the victim working a police inspector. These scenes are not outtakes from the original movie that NBC restored, but new scenes that NBC filmed and added to make clearer the kidnappers' fate. They are unnecessary and rather insulting to the audience that the network felt they needed to "improve" the movie.
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    another brando film from the 60s which got a lot of negative reviews when it came out. its not that bad at all in fact pretty interesting. brando has moments here which just underline the fact that he is the greatest ever.

    the movie could have been better, but the performances are very good. boone, moreno and of course brando. Brando is looking good with blonde hair and is fit and fine in all black...and his greeting to richard boone in the last half hour of the film is to die for...when he says clark gable..hilarious.

    the movie captures the deceit and confusion of its main players and the geography of the entire movie adds to the drama. There is an underlying feeling of violence about to be unleashed at any time in the movie.

    A movie which again says to all the critics of that time, that they did not have the knack of appreciating something which made them think and see the dark nature of man.
  • Released in 1968, "The Night of the Following Day" is a realistic crime drama featuring Brando as one of four professional criminals who kidnap a girl (a teenage Pamela Franklin) and hold up at a beach house in France. Richard Boone stars as the fiendish member, while Jess Hahn plays a likable loser, the brother of the pathetically drug addicted Rita Moreno.

    At the time of this picture Brando was 44 years old and never looked better physically -- very trim and blond. Brando didn't start getting fat until the later-70's when he was well into his 50's. In other words, people need to quit envisioning Brando as some fat dude; most of his life he wasn't. Most men in their mid-40's would kill to look as good as Brando did at the this age.

    BOTTOM LINE: Coming from the mid-60s when realism was fashionable this crime thriller is more of a crime drama, but suspense slowly builds to a compelling final act, which shows that crime doesn't pay, but people are redeemable if they qualify. There's also an unexpected twist that was fresh at the time, but is now eye-rolling.

    The film was shot during generally cloudy conditions in France and runs a short but sweet 93 minutes.

    GRADE: B-
  • A solid cast does well under capable direction by Hubert Cornfield, in this tale (scripted by Cornfield and Robert Phippeny, based on Lionel White's novel "The Snatch") of a kidnapping that ultimately goes awry, due to the nature of the players involved. A "chauffeur" (Marlon Brando) isn't so sure he wants to participate, especially when unreliable drug addict Vi (Rita Moreno) and dangerous creep "the leer" (Richard Boone) cause problems for him; his old chum Wally (Jess Hahn) convinces him to stick around. While this film does move slowly at times, Cornfield does a fine job in showing a part of Paris and the French countryside we don't always see; the exotic setting certainly doesn't hurt at all in the telling of this story. Lovely cinematography by Willy Kurant ensures a good look for the picture, while Stanley Myers supplies a very interesting, jazzy sort of music score. It's a nicely plotted tale, with entertaining twists and turns along the way, with some scenes of explicit violence and some of implied violence. The acting by the principals (you'll notice this isn't a particularly large cast) really is the glue that holds the whole thing together, with Brando getting a chance to emote in one scene but mostly playing it agreeably subtle. Moreno is very convincing (and sexy) in the role of the troubled Vi, and Hahn is quite likable in the role of a guy who you can see hasn't had much success in life and for whom you can root easily enough. Cute Pamela Franklin is extremely sympathetic in the role of the abused kidnap victim. However, Boone dominates the proceedings playing the kind of guy who will get under your skin before too long. Gerard Buhr is engaging as the friendly gendarme and Al Lettieri can be seen in the small role of the pilot. The atmosphere of the beach setting also plays no small part in the overall mood of the film. The ending may come off as unsatisfying to some viewers, but one thing to remember is that this kind of ending wasn't so much of a cliché 40 plus years ago when this was made. It does create a very sinister feeling, especially with that smile on Brando's face. (The actor, however, strongly disagreed on how things should end and it took some doing in order to come up with a final frame Cornfield could live with.) Not a bad bet for thriller fans, it's fairly chilling entertainment. Seven out of 10.
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    Dear Hubert Cornfield,

    your film was a tense hostage drama with a very European feel. I say European feel because the film was quite slow and you took a lot of time with the scenes. The title sequence with the gorgeous Pamela Franklin simply dozing is an example of this. There were hardly any dialogs in the first 30 minutes. And it was set in Paris too.

    It was a great idea to place most of the action in a beach cottage. The sound of waves as the characters fought with each other and the tension grew was nice to listen to. Nothing like the sound of waves in a film. I don't think you used the setting to its full potential.

    Some of the things that created tension between the gang of kidnappers were a bit silly and clichéd. Like Richard Boone who was a bit psychotic. Why did they involve him in their plot in the first place? Rita Moreno's drug problem and her actions after she sniffs cocaine were also a bit hard to digest. These character deficiencies seemed to be uninspired. But then, they all sort of explain themselves in the end when it is revealed that this was all Pamela Franklin's premonitory dream. What was up with that ending? Jeez, who thought that up?

    Rita Moreno as the drug addicted air hostess was sexy as hell. Brando had a few opportunities to show his histrionic skills. His body language was great as usual. This film was made before he started to put on weight. But his blonde hair was a bit ridiculous. Richard Boone as the psychotic gangster and Jess Hahn as the level headed gang member who keeps it all together were very respectable. Pamela Franklin did not have much to do except look scared and show off her fat thighs.

    The film never really rises above a certain level. But the beautiful actors, the locales and the interesting background score makes this film worth a watch.

    Best Regards, Pimpin.

    (7/10)
  • Seldom has a movie so wildly vacillated between being suspenseful and being irritating. It's about a kidnapping which goes wrong. In it, a chauffeur in Paris with a criminal record (Marlon Brando) reluctantly agrees to take part in the kidnapping for ransom of a young British heiress (Pamela Franklin), which is being masterminded by his good friend, a washed-up pickpocket (Jess Hahn). The girl will be held hostage at the English Channel home of a heroin-addicted stewardess (Rita Moreno), who is both Hahn's sister and Brando's girlfriend. Added to this motley group is a sadistic pimp (Richard Boone), whom Hahn brought in but Brando doesn't trust. The kidnapping goes well enough, but complications set in. A neighbor of the beach house is a French policeman. But even more importantly, the characters become increasingly mistrustful of each other while the captive is menaced by Boone, who is clearly a psychopathic predator. Of course, there is the inevitable climax when things go wrong at the last minute. The film alternates between crime drama and psychological drama, with a lot of chat and only a few action scenes. The talented actors and the nice scenery help make the film watchable until the end, in spite of the pretentious script. But then the entire story is undercut by one of the most stupid endings one could imagine, which could not possibly be more out of place. I had only grudgingly sat through this film because of the cast, only to have the rug yanked out from under me. It left me feeling betrayed.
  • This film stars Marlon Brando as a leader of a gang who kidnap a girl with a rich father and hold her for ransom. As soon as they kidnap her, things start to go wrong and one of the gang members tries to double-cross them. Richard Boone plays the meanest of the bunch and Brando tries to keep everything together.
  • The film begins with a young lady being kidnapped by two men (Marlon Brando and Richard Boone). It's an oddly muted kidnapping, as you really don't hear any dialog until about 12 minutes into the film. Then, at first, Boone appears like a pretty nice kidnapper--though later, he seems to be a bit of a sadist. In addition, Brando's girlfriend (Rita Moreno) is caught by him getting stoned. When Brando sees these two problems, he wants out--he wants to release the girl and forget about everything. However, his friend is able to convince him to stick it out--against his better judgment.

    It's amazing watching this film, as apart from a VERY emotive scene involving Brando having what appears to be a temper tantrum, the folks in the film seem as if they are all on an painkillers--LOTS of them. Too subdued and too slow-paced, this is a hard film to like. Even with the nice ending (and it was pretty tense), the film was STILL very emotionally subdued. Overall, not a bad movie but it EASILY could have been so much better. The film needs life. And, its ending was one of the WORST I've seen in a long time, and I watch A LOT of films.
  • The Night Before The Following Day is one of Marlon Brando's most over-looked films. Looking as fit and trim as he was in Streetcar Named Desire, Brando gives an emotionally charged performance as Bud (Brando's nickname in real life!), the leader of a gang of ruthless kidnappers. Brando's acting is at its best in an amazing scene in which he has an intense conversation with Jess Hahn about his misgivings regarding the success of their kidnapping.

    The supporting cast is remarkable. Richard Boone as a sadistic murderer, gives his finest career performance. His villain is the most chilling in movie-screen history. Jess Hahn, as hard-luck Wally, steals the show. He has the look and build of a man who has been dealt the worst of bad luck. Rita Moreno as Wally's drug-addicted sister and Brando's girl-friend, is at her rawest. And a young Pamela Franklin as the kidnap victim shines in a truly abusive role.

    Raw acting, graphic brutality, realistic action, a surprise ending, and out-standing acting performances makes The Night Before The Following Day a Marlon Brando classic.
  • Between his glory days of the early-to-mid-1950s and his reemergence as a major Hollywood player in "The Godfather", Marlon Brando seemingly dropped out of sight in the last half of the 1960s, appearing in a variety of unsuccessful and mainly forgotten films that are seldom discussed or seen today. This movie happens to be one of those films. While it will never achieve the status of a lost classic, I found it to be an interesting effort in spite of its inherent flaws. Contrary to what one might expect from a movie with such a stellar cast, each character is left undeveloped to a large extent, making it difficult to emotionally identify with either victim or villain. The film's storyline and atmosphere are rather spare and understated, leaving long moments of silent inactivity that seem to be self-consciously artsy at times, yet do not truly diminish the gradually building suspense of the plot's resolution. A misguided attempt at a twist ending serves more to confuse things than provide a satisfying conclusion, but this does not ruin what was overall an enjoyable film, if one is able to get past its sometimes methodical and uneventful pace and instead allow the story to unwind in its own sweet time.
  • grybop23 November 2001
    Although the acting is by all means above average, this movie suffers from lack of tension and suspense.The characters' actions are sometimes incomprehensible and the ending is too disappointing. Was this kind of ending supposed to be a novelty back in 1969? I don't think so.... Anyway, the Night of the following day is no garbage but it's no good either.

    5
  • Among Marlon Brando's brilliant filmography,"night of the following day" remains one of his most mysterious .I saw the movie twice (it was a continuous programme) when it was theatrically released and since,I have never talked about it with anybody afterward.

    Yesterday ,when I finally saw it again after all those years,I realized I totally missed the point the first time:I had not understood the ending.It was a time unexpected twists were not that much common .Of course Fritz Lang's "Woman in the window" had already been made but I hardly knew Lang's name.

    But if the ending eluded me ,blame it on the script too.To make sense,the whole story should have been seen through Pamela Franklin's eyes!Her part is underwritten ,she hasn't even got a name.Anyway,Brando's smile on the last picture is really spooky and makes me think of many films of today.

    Cornfield's main asset is the perfection of his cast:apart from the two names I mention above,Richard Boone,Jess Hahn and Rita Moreno are first-class actors.Hats off to the latter who manages quite well in French: all the scenes with the cop are suspenseful ("Je vous ai fait peur?"=Did I scare you?)Cornfield's use of France is devoid of the usual clichés:no accordion tune,no Eiffel Tower,and,on the Champ Elysées ,we can't even see the Arc of Triumph.On the other hand,his depiction of the little bistros (French pubs) is accurate and the (Normandy?) beach where most of the action takes place is a good location.The house is wrapped in silence disturbed only by the sea.There's something bizarre which almost explains the eerie ending.

    This story of kidnapping has been told and told and told.And however Hubert Cornfield 's movie is unlike all the other ones.Marlon Brando assumes an indifferent air,which increases the strange atmosphere .Towards the ending,everything is happening at once and we sometimes wonder whether the criminals' plans are that much good (in the bistro,they make blunder after another).

    French director Robert Hossein certainly appreciated Cornfield's movie since he made "Point de chute" starring singer Johnny Hallyday which bore more than a distant resemblance to "night of...".Like Franklin,the victim has no name either !

    Hubert Cornfield infatuation with France took the form of a ...French movie in 1976 "les Grands Moyens" from an Exbrayat's novel which sank without a trace.
  • This kidnap drama from Hubert Cornfield wasn't a hit despite having Marlon Brando leading the cast but it has since become something of a cult movie. He's one of the kidnappers; the others are Richard Boone, Rita Moreno and Jess Hahn and Pamela Franklin is the victim and the setting is France or rather a house by the beach where a lot of the action takes place. This is the one in which Brando sports a blonde hair-do and plays a beatnik very badly. Boone is the sadist in the group and is very good while Rita Moreno almost walks off with the film. Franklin acts as if she's been heavily sedated throughout and Cornfield directs as if he's never actually seen a thriller. The source material was a novel by Lionel White and the whole thing is very bizarre, too bizarre in fact to be just written off as a failure. There's also a kind of jazzy and inappropriate score by Stanley Myers and Annie Ross does get to sing a bit of a song on the soundtrack.
  • TBJCSKCNRRQTreviews9 September 2009
    7/10
    Mood
    I haven't watched any other films directed by Cornfield, but if they are all blessed with this subtle pacing, I'm going to consider it. The only other adaptation of a Lionel White story I've seen was The Killing, and obviously Kubrick is not easy to equal, meanwhile, this is actually quite well-done. There's an underlying vague tension throughout this, and a feeling of unpredictability that pays off. This is not for those who need something to happen often, or for flicks to move speedily. The atmosphere is pretty good, and the gradual build-up is marvelous. This has rather great acting, Brando and Moreno in particular. The minimal cast works exceptionally well, and aids the sense of isolation. I'm not sure what to think of the ending... I've read several theories, and I suppose in the end, what you want to believe it means is up to the individual. In any case, apart from it, this is an entertaining movie, and worth watching. There is infrequent strong language and disturbing content, if this is seldom terribly graphic. Apart from text features, the DVD comes with trailers for no less than 17(!) other releases, apart from this one(for a total of 18). I recommend this to fans of crime-thrillers and/or those who made it, provided you aren't too squeamish. 7/10
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    There are two things that must be intentional about THE NIGHT OF THE FOLLOWING DAY: One is 40-something Marlon Brando was proving to still be fit and great looking (and he did); the other is this kidnap-thriller's not one bit thrilling, and director Hubert Cornfield deliberately made a character-driven film more about edgy criminals than the edgy situation they're involved in...

    And kidnapped Pamela Franklin is hardly shown, especially once inside the main location, a French beach house where even a vacationing cop next door -- flirting with Brando's junky girlfriend (and the passive leader's sister) Rita Moreno -- doesn't evoke suspense: Yet it all feels so contentedly and deliberately art-house and extremely dreamlike, leading to the infamous twist ending...

    And if the kidnapped girl dreamt the entire thing.... and was perhaps recognized (the final shot) by chauffeur Brando... then she may have known him before: So this sheltered "rich little princess" had a secret crush on her worldly, rugged driver and fantasized about how he'd act as a criminal anti-hero, saving her from the creepy clutches of token wild card Richard Boone, who seems part of another story altogether...

    A gritty nightmare as opposed to this passive dream impersonating French New Wave during low tide, speckled with moody diatribes from the actors...

    And within what should be a more dangerous situation, perhaps the kidnapped girl was protected too well... But it's her movie, not ours (even the characters names, Chauffeur, Friendly, Leer, Blonde, are from her perspective), which may have been the director's intention all along.
  • Those of you who thought Marlon Brando was particularly attractive as a blond in The Young Lions will want to check out the obscure European drama The Night of the Following Day. Completely slimmed down to his pre-Streetcar days, clad in a tight black t-shirt that shows off his toned muscles, he looks quite scrumptious.

    The acting in this movie is a little subpar. Pamela Franklin probably spoke less than ten words throughout the movie; her entire screen presence consisted of either staring off into space with wide, perfectly lined eyes, or bursting into very loud, very irritating sobs. Rita Moreno also liked to stare off into space with wide eyes. She wasn't believable for a minute that she was a drug addict, a co-kidnapper, or afraid of the policeman who continued to show up at the wrong time. In fact, in a scene where she verbally fights with Marlon Brando, her acting was so amateur, I thought to myself, "That was the take they kept." It turns out, she was proud of that scene because it helped her with unfinished business of their relationship from earlier in the decade. He helped get her the part because he felt guilty and sorry for her, so now we know why she wasn't fired during rehearsals. Marlon wasn't given much to do besides look good, so Richard Boone was the one who was able to shine with his acting skills. In the first ten minutes of the movie, he gave me goosebumps with his creepy bad-guy persona. The rest of the movie he just got creepier.

    If you like mysterious, creepy flicks that don't have too much violence, you can check this one out. It has a very European feel to it, with lots of scenes without dialogue and many long shots of the scenery that don't advance the story. It's supposedly famous for being lousy, but I found it entertaining.
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    This is a noirish film about a kidnapping that goes wrong. I have to assume the filmmakers intended it to be some kind of postmodern and ironic commentary on the genre and the subject matter. I have to assume that because judged on its own merits, The Night of the Following Day is a hideously awkward and amateurish movie.

    A young girl (Pamela Franklin) flies into France and is almost immediately abducted by a band of 4 seasoned criminals. Wally (Jess Hahn) is a fat loser who's spearheaded the kidnapping as his final grasp at crime's brass ring. Bud (Marlon Brando) is a buff, beatnik hipster who wears a black turtleneck. Vi (Rita Moreno) is Wally's sister, Bud's woman and a junkie. Leer (Richard Boone) is the outsider brought into to the group for this job who quickly proves to be a vile and violent degenerate. They hold up at a French beach house with the girl and try to execute an overly complicated plan to get away with the ransom money from her rich father, all the while avoiding the local cop (Gerard Buhr) who keeps running into the kidnappers by unknowing chance. Things go wrong, there's a double cross and most of what you'd expect in this sort of story happens.

    I fervently hope these filmmakers and these actors were trying to do something different and unusual with The Night of the Following Day. I would like to think that there was some cultural or artistic point to the creative decisions they made. If there wasn't, then this is one of the most poorly made movies I've ever watched. It's even more graceless and anomalous than the cheap, videotape crap churned out since 1990.

    There are looooong stretches where there is no dialog and nothing interesting happening on screen. What dialog there is sounds like the first take of a bad improv session. Scenes are staged and shot like co-writer/director Hubert Cornfield's sole previous experience in show business was directing pre-school Christmas plays. There's one scene that goes on for a full minute where the camera is focused on the back of Marlon Brando's head. There's no dialog. Nothing's going on. It's just the back of Brando's head on screen for a full minute. The film ends with an epilogue that feels more like an editing mistake than anything intentional.

    I'm perplexed by this movie. It appears to be so thoroughly rotten and inexplicably crafted that I wonder if I'm not missing something. Was The Night of the Following Day responding to or referencing something in its own era that I don't appreciate or comprehend? Was the cast and crew all high when they were making this? Did someone kidnap Cornfield's or Brando's children and force them to make this film? I really want there to be some explanation for how dreadful this thing appears to be, because the alternative is just too depressing.
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    Marlon Brando is among a group of no-goodniks who put the snatch on a British heiress, seventeen-year-old Pamela Franklin, in France. The other kidnappers include Rita Moreno, Jess Hahn, and Richard Boone.

    You can tell right away that Boone is going to be the standout villain of this edgy piece. His face resembles something a child might rudely plaster together out of lumps of modeling clay. The pock marks, pustules, ill-placed dimples, and other blemishes would have to be added later by a more accomplished sculptor. Boone has a habit of pursing his lips and tucking his tongue into his cheek while he squints, as if examining a loose tooth. His very laugh is a hoarse, smoke-cured cackle.

    The movie maybe should have been all about Boone. He doesn't have to do more than wander around peering through shop windows and having coffee at a couple of sidewalk cafés in Paris in order to keep our interest.

    Unfortunately, the movie has a plot and the plot torpedoes it and it sinks with all hands. The model here is the gang that gets together to pull off some caper, with some tension between the members, and a final shot at a double cross. Sometimes the plot is relatively simple, as in "Ronin" or "Odds Against Tomorrow", and sometimes it turns positively rococo, as in David Mamet's "Heist." But the rule is that everyone in the gang, for reasons of his own, must pull together until enough tension is generated to precipitate the final violent confrontation.

    Not here. The gang is holed up with its captive in a pretty cottage on the bare and windswept coast of the English channel. Franklin has been warned never to step outside. But, thinking everyone is asleep, she tiptoes down the stairs and tries to step over the slumbering figure of Boone. Boone grabs her ankle, she shrieks, and he peeks up her tiny skirt. Then Boone shouts at Franklin and shakes her a bit before Brando appears and puts a stop to it, sending Franklin back upstairs to bed.

    Next scene: Brando is arguing with his friend, Jess Hahn, slamming the kitchen table and accusing Boone of being "psycho", of having slapped Franklin around, of punching her, of slamming her head against the wall. The audience has seen no such thing. The discontinuity between what actually happened and Brando's fantastic description of it makes one wonder exactly who is "psycho" around here. Of course it's true that Boone did peek up her skirt but who wouldn't? Pamela Franklin is so yummy that any perfectly normal man might be excused for wanting to nibble her kneecap. Who does Brando think he is, anyway -- judging people so freely? It's not as if HIS escutcheon were without blots.

    In fact, though, Brando is pretty good with this unchallenging material. This is not the obese Brando of later years. He's tan and fit, his jaw robust, his lips tiny, and he paces along with a stride that perfectly blends insouciance with purposiveness. He's a man here who knows where he's going, although he must have wondered from time to time how he wound up in this picture. The director, Hubert Cornfield, certainly wondered. Brando refused to do some scenes, showed up drunk for another, and demanded direction from Richard Boone for another.

    The scene directed by Boone is the kitchen argument between Brando and his friend Hahn. Aside from the fact that it comes far too soon in the scenario -- I mean, they've only just kidnapped the girl that day and Brando is already fed up with the scheme and thinks it will fail because of Boone -- it lasts too long and gives Jess Hahn an opportunity to prove that he may be a great and bulky screen presence like some other supporting players, but he just can't act. Rita Moreno does better but she's stuck with this tar baby too.

    Cornfield ends the movie as he began it, with Pamela Franklin waking up aboard an airplane about to land in Paris. He says he got the idea from a British film called "The Dead of Night." I don't doubt him. The problem is that this roundabout business BELONGS in a nightmare like "Dead of Night," just as it belonged in a life-course novel like "Finnegans Wake." But what is it doing in a caper movie? What's the point? What was Cornfield thinking -- or was he thinking at all? Imagine if, in "The Asphalt Jungle", Sterling Hayden woke up and it was all a dream and the movie started all over at the beginning. Well?
  • The Night of the Following Day(1969) is the sordid tale of four professional criminals who kidnap an 18 year old rich girl(Pamela Franklin) and hold her for ransom at a beach home off the coast of France.Marlon Brando,(looking fit and sporting a blonde wig), Rita Moreno, Jess Hahn and Richard Boone are the kidnapers. This is not a pleasant movie and the original un-cut version has several unsettling scenes mostly involving the hulking, pyschopathic Boone, complete with full length coat and homburg. Brando is interesting as Bud, showing us at times why he is one of americas greatest actors. Boone is just plain frightening as Leer, a menacing whacko out for the double cross. Dont waste your time looking at any edited versions of this film, they will make no sense at all, but if can find the un-cut version, this movie will make your skin crawl
  • This is one of weirdest of film projects Marlon Brando ever got himself involved in. I'm still trying to figure out the point of it all.

    The Night of the Following Day was shot in France and it involves rich, young, and pretty Pamela Franklin being kidnapped and held for ransom. As is the usual the initial snatch goes off like clockwork, but the plan after that just doesn't come off.

    Jess Hahn, American expatriate actor, is the leader of the group that includes his sister Rita Moreno, Marlon Brando, and Richard Boone. Moreno is a junkie, a little trip with some nose candy and Brando and Hahn are left waiting at Orly Airport. An obliging POLICEMAN actually gives them a lift.

    In the meantime Richard Boone who's never bad even in the worst films is getting some lascivious desires about Franklin. Brando's got reason to be concerned about him.

    Al Lettieri plays a small role as a pilot who's also part of the plan and his work here led Brando to push for him with Francis Ford Coppola to give him a breakthrough role as Virgil Sollozo in The Godfather.

    I think the American players did this one for a hefty paycheck and a trip to Paris. There have been worse reasons for doing a film.

    As for its meaning, don't want to give anything away, but think Dallas as you're watching it.
  • Warning: Spoilers
    Among the more obscure works in Brando's filmography is this moody, almost-surreal kidnapping drama. Brando plays a participant in the scheme to capture young heiress Franklin and hold her for ransom. Other kidnappers include tough Boone, weak mastermind Hahn and his sister, the depressed Moreno. These four take Franklin to a desolate beach house in France where she's kept in an upstairs room (part of her torment apparently being that she must sleep on the world's ugliest bedspread and under a window with the world's ugliest matching drapes!) With the sadistic Boone continuously threatening to do the girl harm and with Moreno feeling jealous towards her, Franklin tries to turn to Brando for some protection. Soon, the human failings of the captors begin to take their toll on the operation with Boone becoming greedy, Moreno sinking into drug-induced stupor and Brando accusing Hahn of failing to come up with a sure enough plan. All the while, local policeman Buhr keeps popping up at the most inopportune times until the whole enterprise begins to fray at the edges. Brando, who, according to the director, was practically impossible to deal with on this film, looks terrific in a blonde wig with a tan and a trim waistline. He is mostly unchallenged by the script, but does have one sizable improvisation scene. Boone is intimidating and delivers a solid performance. Moreno is almost the last person one would think of when casting a character called "Blonde", but she digs deep for an emotionally-charged portrayal with many dimensions. Director Cornfield considered her the finest actress he ever worked with and heaped praise on her work. She had had a 10 year affair with Brando close to a decade beforehand, which ended very badly, and she surely used this to color her performance. Franklin is given fairly little to do besides fret about her capture and scream occasionally. Her part may have been more meaningful had the original plot line gone through which included a love scene with Brando, but he nixed it, changing the focus of the story (much to Cornfield's dismay.) None of the characters, which are given labels instead of names, have much of a chance to become fully realized, but perhaps they aren't even meant to be when the twist ending is taken into account. It's notable that Hahn's character is called "Friendly" in the credits, but Brando refers to him as "Wally", perhaps in tribute to the man in Brando's life who meant more than any other, Wally Cox. Brando's character, credited as "Chauffeur" is called "Bud" on screen, which was Brando's real-life nickname. Character actor Lettieri (of "The Godfather" and "The Getaway") served as a producer on this film and has a small role as a hired pilot for the getaway. The film is unusual, at times practically wordless, and isn't completely satisfying, but it has an interesting style and features some interesting visuals and scenes. Unconventional would be a good word to describe it. Fans of Brando mustn't miss it if for no other reason than the fact that he looks so good at this stage. Keep an eye out, however, for the bomb-building scene in which Brando's graceful hands are replaced by a double with hairy, freckled, stubby, dirty, chubby, aged fingers!
  • Marlon Brando should have known better than to get involved in rubbish like the above film. Apart from their being a severe lack of dramatic incident, the plot is completely unbelievable. How the American criminals in the story would be able to travel all the way to France when they are wanted by the police, is anybody's guess! The attempts in making "Night of the Following Day" something of a trendy film are excruciating! Brando's toupee doesn't exactly help either. As an actor, he is merely going through the motions - which was the best thing he could have done. Al Letteri is completely wasted in his brief screen time. He should have been cast as the main villain. My advice: avoid this turkey. Even the most devoted Brando fans won't enjoy it.
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