Film review: Tiger Bay (1959), directed by J Lee Thompson
A thriller that can be shown on the BBC at lunch on a Sunday? Surely not! Surely yes, if it was made half a century ago!
Tiger Bay is about a tomboyish 11-year-old girl called Gillie (Hayley Mills, then 13) who witnesses a murder and gets hold of the murder weapon, because every other kid has a toy gun to play with and she doesn’t. Incidentally, she also happens to be the one to show the murderer to his victim.
Polish sailor Korchinsky (Horst Buchholz) comes ashore after a long time away, only to find his girlfriend Anya (Yvonne Mitchell) have left the room he rented for her, and moved into a new one, in Gillie’s building. Korchinsky comes to ask Anya to marry him, only to find out she’s not interested in him anymore, and he can bugger off back to sea as far as she’s concerned. She’s found someone new. They argue, she gets a gun out, and he ends up shooting her – witnessed by Gillie through the letterbox.
Gillie is a bit of a pathological liar, so she lies to the police about what the man she saw coming out of Anya’s flat looked like. She doesn’t mention the fact she’s in possession of the murder weapon, and so on. After a confrontation with Korchinsky, she ends up wanting to go with him on a ship out of there, and they go up to the hills to avoid discovery. Somehow, they form a bond of friendship. When she’s finally back with the police, she does everything she can to throw them off Korchinsky’s tail and protect him. Speaking of the police, superintendent Graham was actually played by John Mills, Gillie’s real-life father.
In the end, it’s a very peculiar love story. Had she been maybe 18 or so, they would’ve become a couple. With Gillie just being a child, and the film being set in the 1950s, it’s all very innocent and sweet. There’s some sort of love there, either way you look at it. Somehow.
Gillie as a character drove me positively bonkers by being incredibly annoying. Hayley Mills gave a good performance, though, and the character had balls. Go her! I wonder how things would change if they met again, X years later. If it didn’t end with her becoming Mrs Korchinsky, I would be surprised and maybe disappointed. So maybe it’s all for the better that they didn’t make a sequel.
If the Polish that was being spoken between Korchinsky and Anya was genuine or not, I don’t know, but it sounded good, but what do I know? (Compare it to Cancer Man’s German in The X-Files … *shivers* And those aren’t the good kind of shivers either! Oh gods, or the supposedly Swedish character, Matthew’s (?) fiancé, in Dr Quinn who spoke some sort of gibberish they tried passing off as Swedish.)
The most surprising thing was how much Korchinsky looked like Johnny Depp! Man, he must’ve been a heartthrob back in the day! Lookit those gorgeous brown eyes! *swoon* He passed away in 2003, acting all the way to the end. Haley Mills also still in the business, most recently in Wild At Heart.
The most confusing thing about it was where the film was set. First, I thought Britain, but then I was unsure. Maybe America? The lady in Gillie’s building was Welsh … and yes, it turned out to be set in Cardiff! Way before it became a centre of time rifts and all that Torchwood malarkey.
It was a good film. Surprisingly modern in places, and yes, had it been a modern-day thriller re-make, you probably couldn’t have shown it before the watershed, and then it would’ve been a whole different sort of movie, and probably not as good.
4 out of 5 staircases.