The River's Edge (1957)

A murderous thief on the run with stolen loot forces a poor rancher to guide him across the desert into Mexico. Accompanying them is the rancher's wife, who happens to be the killer's former girlfriend.

Director:

Allan Dwan

Writers:

Harold Jacob Smith (screenplay), James Leicester (screenplay),

Stars:

Ray Milland, Anthony Quinn, Debra Paget

Cast

Complete credited cast:
Ray Milland	...	Nardo Denning
Anthony Quinn	...	Ben Cameron
Debra Paget	...	Margaret Fowler
Harry Carey Jr.	...	Chet
Chubby Johnson	...	Whiskers
Byron Foulger	...	Floyd Barry (as Byron K. Foulger)
Tom McKee	...	U.S. Border Patrol Captain
Frank Gerstle	...	Harry Castleton

Storyline

A murderous thief on the run with stolen loot forces a poor rancher to guide him across the desert into Mexico. Accompanying them is the rancher's wife, who happens to be the killer's former girlfriend.

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Plot Keywords:

mexico | killer | killing | wet money | corpse | 

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Genres:

Adventure | Crime | Drama

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Certificate:

Approved

Details

Country:

USA

Language:

English

Release Date:

31 May 1957 (West Germany)

Also Known As:

Flucht nach Mexiko

Filming Locations:

Cuernavaca, Morelos, Mexico

Company Credits

Production Co:

Benedict Bogeaus Production

Technical Specs

Runtime:

87 min

Sound Mix:

4-Track Stereo (Westrex Recording System)

Color:

Color

Aspect Ratio:

2.35 : 1

Did You Know?

Trivia

Average Shot Length = ~9.2 seconds. Median Shot Length = ~9.4 seconds.

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Quotes

Ben Cameron: You know, if you were on a desert island with that guy and there was nothing but rocks, pretty soon he would have all the rocks moved to his side of the beach.

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Soundtracks

"The River's Edge"
Written by Louis Forbes and Bobby Troup
Sung by Bob Winn

User Reviews

The Desert's Edge

Excepting Debra Paget's gams, this foray into film is utterly legless. Mistitled and--in Ray Milland's case--miscast, the simple-minded, sometimes illogical story schlepps along so listlessly that viewers might well wish for a protagonist's demise just to end the misery! The derelict direction employs gratuitous scenes of Paget enveloped in tamely titillating beach towels, a bubble bath, and a cleavageless slip. She carries it all off as best she can and is actually credible as an ex-con in a marriage of convenience. Anthony Quinn, whose role was probably intended as a dumb-ox rancher, exudes such sexuality and smarts that the city gal/country guy dichotomy seems not so dubious. Middle-aged Milland, however, as a hot property Paget cannot resist, pulls the rug out from the whole plot. He moves through the movie like a somnambulist--and can scarcely be scolded for doing so!