Directed by | |||
| William Keighley | |||
Writing credits | ||
| Harry Kleiner | (original screen play) | |
| Samuel G. Engel | contract writer (uncredited) | |
Produced by | |||
| Samuel G. Engel | .... | producer | |
Cinematography by | |||
| Joseph MacDonald | (director of photography) (as Joe MacDonald) | ||
Film Editing by | |||
| William Reynolds | |||
Art Direction by | |||
| Chester Gore | |||
| Lyle R. Wheeler | (as Lyle Wheeler) | ||
Set Decoration by | |||
| Thomas Little | |||
Costume Design by | |||
| Kay Nelson | |||
Makeup Department | |||
| Ben Nye | .... | makeup artist | |
| Thomas Tuttle | .... | makeup artist (uncredited) | |
Production Management | |||
| Gene Bryant | .... | production manager (uncredited) | |
Second Unit Director or Assistant Director | |||
| Henry Weinberger | .... | assistant director (uncredited) | |
Art Department | |||
| Don B. Greenwood | .... | property master (uncredited) | |
Sound Department | |||
| W.D. Flick | .... | sound | |
| Roger Heman Sr. | .... | sound (as Roger Heman) | |
Special Effects by | |||
| Fred Sersen | .... | special photographic effects | |
Stunts | |||
| Jack N. Young | .... | stunts (uncredited) | |
Camera and Electrical Department | |||
| Frank Cory | .... | grip (uncredited) | |
| Til Gabani | .... | camera operator (uncredited) | |
| Frank Serjack | .... | still photographer (uncredited) | |
| Anthony Ugrin | .... | still photographer (uncredited) | |
Costume and Wardrobe Department | |||
| Charles Le Maire | .... | wardrobe director | |
| Sam Benson | .... | wardrobe supervisor (uncredited) | |
Music Department | |||
| Lionel Newman | .... | musical director | |
Other crew | |||
| Kathleen Fagan | .... | script supervisor (uncredited) | |
| Fred Fisher | .... | stand-in: Mark Stevens (uncredited) | |
| John Indrisano | .... | boxing advisor (uncredited) | |
| Jack Perry | .... | boxing advisor (uncredited) | |
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J. Edgar Hoover, it now seems, was a mediocre crimefighter but a master orchestrator of his own publicity (and only secondarily that of the FBI). The Street With No Name stands as one of the better films dedicated to kissing his assiduously cultivated legend. Most directors assigned these tasks in the noir cycle wrote off such idolatry as a cost of doing business, clearing it away quickly so as to get on with their moviemaking; William Keighley follows this sensible agenda.
FBI agent Mark Stevens goes undercover to infiltrate the mob in that cesspool of crime, Center City, USA. In the boxing ring, he attracts the attention, slightly open to inference, of boss Richard Widmark, a dapper ("I like my boys to look sharp") cutthroat with a morbid fear of drafts and sneezes. With the aid of confederate John McIntyre, Stevens reports the gang's plans back to the FBI. Alas, a high-placed informant in the police department reports the FBI's plans back to Widmark.
So the movie boils down to the agent-in-peril story. Keighley tells it cleanly and briskly, eschewing the complexities (both visual and moral) of Anthony Mann's T-Men, released just a few months earlier. It's strongest in the feel for Center City's raffish tenderloin, with its fleabag hotels, pool halls and walk-up gyms. Stevens, McIntyre and Lloyd Nolan (as Stevens' superior) give workmanlike jobs with the rather staid roles scriptwriter Harry Kleiner supplies. His few-frills approach reins in Widmark, too, who's always better when he's unfettered and shooting over the top.
The Street With No Name suffers a bit from staying so resolutely all-guy; thus Barbara Lawrence suffers, too, in an underwritten and inconsequential part as Widmark's abused moll. A little more cool yin might have balanced out all that hot, hard yang.
NOTE: In 1955, Samuel Fuller remade -- and rethought -- this movie, using the same screenwriter and cinematographer (Joe MacDonald, now working in color) as House of Bamboo, set in postwar Tokyo.