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Film Noir | British Noir
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Several of the main cast lived up to the "dying young" part of the title. Laurence Harvey and Margaret Leighton were married in 1957 and divorced in 1961. She was made a CBE, won two Tony Awards, and died in 1976 at age 53. Harvey died in 1973 at age 45. Those of the remaining cast who also met a relatively early demise were Stanley Baker in 1976 at age 48, Susan Shaw in 1978 at age 49, Gloria Grahame in 1981 at 57, and James Kenney in 1987 at 56. As of late summer 2021, only Dame Joan Collins is still alive at age 88. Robert Morley was one cast member to buck the trend, passing in 1992 at age 84.
(at around 31 mins) The prominent painting in the apartment of Eve (Margaret Leighton) of Rave (Laurence Harvey) as a polo player was clearly altered from a copy of one of an American "old money" socialite and sportsman, Winston Guest, a top polo player in his day.
Kirk Douglas visited Gloria Grahame and John Ireland on the set one day and reportedly appeared in a bit part as a joke.
Hairy-chested Stanley Baker was forced to submit to a full body waxing before appearing in the boxing sequences.
The gang's car, first seen at the beginning of the film, is a 1951 Jaguar Mark VII.
"Mike Morgan: What did I do it for? Money. The money we were saving together, the money I was going to buy that shop with. And look what I got for my trouble - stone deaf in one ear, half blind and only one hand. What sort of a man does that make me?"
"Miles Ravenscourt: Someone who is quite determined to be most unpleasant about it has a cheque of mine for a thousand which is probably bouncing at this very moment. So if you are determined not to share the money, in a few days from now, you'll be sharing some very lurid headlines. Sir Francis Ravenscourt: You can't threaten me any more. Public disgrace couldn't be worse than sitting here being reminded that I'm your father. Miles Ravenscourt: You really do hate me, don't you? Sir Francis Ravenscourt: I don't hate you. I Ioathe and despise the very sight of you."
