SummaryHandsome, charming, well-liked Johnnie Aysgarth (Cary Grant) is a worthless cheat, so when he marries Lina McLaidlaw (Joan Fontaine), the naïve daughter of a wealthy retired general (Sir Cedric Hardwicke), everyone except Lina believes Johnnie is only after his wife's inheritance. But her love changes to suspicion after she discovers tha...
SummaryHandsome, charming, well-liked Johnnie Aysgarth (Cary Grant) is a worthless cheat, so when he marries Lina McLaidlaw (Joan Fontaine), the naïve daughter of a wealthy retired general (Sir Cedric Hardwicke), everyone except Lina believes Johnnie is only after his wife's inheritance. But her love changes to suspicion after she discovers tha...
Everyone concedes that this 1941 Hitchcock film is a failure, yet it displays so much artistic seriousness that I find its failure utterly mysterious—especially since the often criticized ending (imposed on Hitchcock by the studio) makes perfect sense to me.
If Hitchcock had kept the book's annihilating original ending, though, "Suspicion" might have been one of his three or four best films. As it is, it's a model domestic thriller that manages to survive a ridiculous turnabout climax. [26 Nov 1999, p.A]
A lot of people will say I'm crazy but I hated the ending.
Hitchcok was a master bulding tension and handling it up and this movie shows it, all the way but the last 20 minutes allow only two outcomes and it was kind of predictable and at the same time a little dissapointing not because it was bad it's because it dissipates the mistery entirely and it becomes too idyllic. Nevertheless, it was a really good film.
Joan Fontaine is so fantastic in Suspicion that she won the Academy Award for Best Actress, making her the only Oscar-winning performance in a Hitchcock movie.
Hitchcock's fourth Hollywood movie is a subtle thriller set in a very Hollywoodian England populated by leading members of the Tinseltown cricket club. [19 Jan 2003, p.8]
Marred by a blatantly artificial English countryside and by a somewhat clichéd story, it's nevertheless a supreme example of Grant's ability to be simultaneously charming and sinister, and of the director's skill with neat expressionistic touches (most notably, the glass of milk).
Honestly, three-quarters into this movie, I had conceded that this one may just be a solid misfire from Alfred Hitchcock. It had suspense, but seemed to be taking too long to get to the point. Yes, Johnnie (Cary Grant) was creepy and a liar, but I needed a pay-off. My mind began to wander and it seemed like I had finally found a Hitchcock film that had missed the mark. However, even in this mixed state of mind, the film was admittedly incredibly suspenseful and filled with tension as you began to wonder, along with Lina (Joan Fontaine), if her husband Johnnie was really a **** murderer. What won me over was the third act. It is brilliant. Visceral, edge-of-your-seat entertainment, the third act must rank among the very best final acts of a film in Hitchcock's career. That said, in hindsight, the first and second acts are also often terrific in setting up the clues to the "case" and hinting at the truth. Deceitful and untrustworthy, Johnnie falls quickly into love with the rich Lina. Unbeknownst to Lina, Johnnie is a gambler, heavily in debt, and broke. Hitchcock immediately sets up the film to make Lina and the audience suspicious, especially after her father dies and Johnnie loses his job for stealing, but fails to tell Lina. He is no good and a thief, but is he a murderer? Lina seems unsure, but her paranoia and suspicion continue to spiral out of control. As a result, though it was lost on me initially, the audience's instincts also spike out of control. Every clue, every move, every action is **** in tension in the final act of the film. Sick from nerves, Lina is bed ridden. Johnnie bringing her milk, after learning of an undetectable and pain free poison found in every home, is filled with suspense. Hitchcock is the "master of suspense" for good reason and he shows it here in this film. As she looks at the glass after Johnnie put it down, it makes the audience want to get up and scream, "Do not touch that milk, it is poisoned!" When films make the audience feel such emotions, you can always tell just how effective its thrills and suspense are. Cary Grant truly lives up to the billing as well, as his every move and look instills trepidation and fear. He seems like a snake and acts like one throughout the film. When he tries to convince Lina that he loves her and would never hurt her, it never feels genuine. It is almost as if he is convincing himself as well as his wife. His slimy, grimy, and despicable behavior leads to the belief that he is untrustworthy and, even worse, his lack of wealth and seedy nature easily instills the belief that he would kill Lina to get her money. As such, the film is filled with dread and suspense as we wait to see the lengths that he will go to in order to get out of the financial hole. As his wife, Joan Fontaine is terrific. She defines paranoia and fear as she quickly puts together the pieces of the puzzle that merely reinforce her mistrust of her husband. From dead friends, lies, cover-ups, theft, and more, her evidence is piling up. Fontaine perfectly captures this petrified wife character who solemnly realizes that she does not know her husband as well as she thought, as she has no idea if he could kill her. The terrific final act is truly the cherry on top of this film, however. While the first and second acts are a mix of portions that do not work and Hitchcock firing on all cylinders, the final act truly saves it all. As they drive on an open road by a cliff, the tension and suspense of the moment is honestly overwhelming and leaves you clutching the seat to see what will happen next. It is here where the film's billing as a psychological thriller really pays off as the mental build-up in conjunction with that finale is incredible. This is a film that really messes with your mind and is honestly inconclusive. Though the ending seems to paint one picture, an argument for the exact opposite could be equally true. Johnnie is not a man who is easy to pin down, so his true nature is eternally elusive, so whether he is capable of truly killing or not. Laced with tension and suspense, Suspicion is a tremendous earlier work in Hitchcock's filmography. While its first and second act are not as effective in the moment, they become great thanks to a phenomenal finale that leaves you guessing. As is typical, constant references to murder and the word itself are littered throughout and it is always compelling to see how Hitchcock keeps you wondering even if it is so apparent that murder plays a key role in this story. But, for him, the build-up and the mystery is key, just as it is here in Suspicion.
In todays world, it seems quite a cliched film but of course this film is quite old. I like that the female character is relatively quick to sense that something is wrong and stands up for herself somewhat, although I got really quite annoyed at her new husband repeatedly referring to her as 'monkey face', which I assume to be some kind of term of endearment. The husbands acquaintances (including a chap referred to as 'beaky') seemed somewhat suspcious and I'd say this film reflects the moral standards of the time it's set in. Its somewhat tense and I found it an interesting watch, not least how the characters develop, with the husband changing his demeanour at times. The film features pretty good performances and its an Alfred Hitchcock film, so if your a fan of his work then yes, I'd recommend it, although the ending is a little unsatisfactory perhaps.
Es una película que se nota a leguas que es de Hitchcock, porque siempre agrega un suspenso que te deja pensando, que hace que dudes, que al final empiezas a encajar todas las piezas en tu cabeza y tienes razón. El problema es que para que eso suceda en esta película, tienes que ver una hora de basura, de un romance mal escrito, y solo a la media hora final es cuando la película empieza a ser mucho mejor, aunque el final para mí es totalmente insatisfactorio. Es decir, la protagonista no maduró ni entendió nada después de todo lo que ha pasado, a pesar de que incluso su propio esposo le dice que se aleje, con lo cual, lo realizado en la película se queda en nada, bastante decepcionante.
An early Hollywood-era psychological thriller from Alfred Hitchcock, featuring Cary Grant and Joan Fontaine as a budding married couple on different pages. Grant is a total jerk from the start, borrowing money from his bride-to-be within minutes of their initial encounter and negging her relentlessly during their awkward first date, but love is every bit as blind as accused and she falls for him anyway. His behavior doesn’t improve after they’re wed, too-young and in a great hurry, but finally, after some years, she begins to recognize the warning signs. By then, though, isn’t it already too late? Suspicion is essentially a feature-length extension of the famous “girl, don’t go in there” scenes that crop up so often in teen slasher movies. Fontaine’s character - the mousey, bespectacled sweetheart Lina - walks straight into a lifetime’s worth of trouble, ignoring or politely excusing terrible behavior because she’s too cordial to call her husband’s bluff. Even when the contrary evidence is irrefutable, she compartmentalizes the problem and pushes it aside. Shut that box of worry in the closet, please, right alongside all the others. The idea, one would think, would be to pile on and pile on until the lies reach critical mass and everything blows up in a noisy, fateful climax, either revealing a chain of stacked misunderstandings or disintegrating the marriage in one manner or another. That’s how it plays in Before the Fact, the novel this is based upon, but in the film version a poor test screening and the studio's reluctance to paint Grant as a fully-fledged bad guy results in a weird, hurried non-finish. For years after its release, Hitchcock would claim he opposed the ill-conceived “happy” ending, but there’s since been some evidence to the contrary. Regardless, the director lays enough early groundwork to leave some doubt in viewers’ minds, even after they’ve been hand-held through that flat, superficial climax. It’s well-composed and acted - particularly by Fontaine, who collected an Academy Award for her role - but ultimately feels hollow and drawn-out, like two acts forever in search of a third. I can’t believe she bought that line. Again.
This is not one of Alfred Hitchcock's best films... although he is highly regarded and has all the merit for it, he made several films that would not stand out nor would we realize they were his if his name did not appear on the screen. I speak at least of us, the laity, who do not study his work and technique in depth. Inspired by a book, this film has suspense and a story with outlines of impending crime: a rich girl who marries against her parents 'will and only later realizes that she married a compulsive gambler who may be interested in her parents' money. As the film unfolds, she fears for her life. It looks good, it looks like the kind of movies the director likes to make ... but while watching it I found everything so warm that I was surprised by it. And the end? It is undoubtedly one of the worst in Hitchcock's films, as it is tremendously anti-climatic. The cast is led by Cary Grant (in his first collaboration with Hitchcock) and Joan Fontaine. The way the film was conceived accentuates the professional work of the actors and both were very good, but in general it is a film that goes unnoticed in the filmography of both artists. Fontaine is graceful, she has a sweet vulnerability that makes her nice, but that is all and it is hard to believe that she won an Oscar for Best Actress here. Grant is very good, and shows a certain rudeness, misogyny and lack of consideration for his wife that make him worthy of distrust and even dislike. I personally hated his character and the way he made decisions in spite of what his wife might want and without talking to her. I also think that there was a lack of chemistry between Grant and Fontaine. It seems that they never got along and that Grant couldn't stand the good relationship between Fontaine and Hitchcock. In the secondary cast Nigel Bruce stands out. At a technical level the film is impeccable, as is usual in Hitchcock's films. Very well filmed, with excellent photography and a very skillful use of black and white and contrast, it was very well edited and the editing work is very good, having been closely supervised by the director. Good scenarios, costumes and a soundtrack complement the production values of this film, which, despite being good, did not amaze or absorb me like others by the same director.