THE MAN WITH THE CLOAK. MGM, 1951. Joseph Cotten, Barbara Stanwyck, Louis Calhern, Leslie Caron, Joe De Santis, Jim Backus, Margaret Wycherly. Based on the story “The Gentleman from Paris,” by John Dickson Carr. Director: Fletcher Markle.

THE MAN WITH THE CLOAK Joseph Cotten

   When I watched this movie late last month, it had to have been for the first time in over 50 years, probably back then as a film on late-night TV. I had good memories of it, and even though I discovered that I’d completely forgotten the basics of the plot line, the memories I had held up fairly well — surprisingly so, in fact.

   What I remembered most: Joseph Cotten as a shabbily elegant, almost perfect player of a dissolute poet in Manhattan who befriends a young girl from Paris (Leslie Caron) with a letter from her fiancé to his uncle, whom she’s come to visit. Cotten goes by the name of Dupin in the movie, but we all know better, don’t we? Back in the late 1950s, I’m not so sure I did!

THE MAN WITH THE CLOAK Joseph Cotten

   The uncle (an aged Louis Calhern) is almost as close a friend to drink as Dupin, even though he knows it will kill him.

   He is equally suspicious of his three servants, primarily Lorna Bounty, his housekeeper (Barbara Stanwyck), a faded beauty whose eyes simply glitter with anger and resentment when she sees the prize for which she’s worked so long (his money) for about to be whisked away by this bravely innocent chit of a girl (another fine performance).

THE MAN WITH THE CLOAK Joseph Cotten

   I thought (this time) the setting fine, the dialogue most excellent and the pace slow, but not so much so as to be annoying.

   The bit about Dupin finding a missing will (from the actions of a dying man unable to speak or move more than his head) I found not as satisfying as I might have at an earlier age. I may have to read the story again to see if the movie people improved upon it, or the contrary. I suspect the latter.