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Henry Thomas is out on parole in a small Texan town and, in the evenings, he is the lead singer in a band. He is being pressured by his foster mother to give up his singing and go back to school. His wife, Georgette, and young daughter unexpectedly come to town to live with him. However Henry's hot temper leads him into knife fights, and jeopardizes his parole. Written by
Will Gilbert
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Don't call him no damn good .... not in front of her!
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Trivia
Horton Foote was a native of Wharton, Texas, where portions of this movie were filmed. The Texas premier of "Baby the Rain Must Fall" was held in Wharton on February 4, 1965 at the now-demolished Rio Theatre.
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Goofs
Near the end of the film, right after Slim seats Georgette and Margaret Rose in his car, he closes the door and the camera along with the head of the camera operator can be briefly glimpsed in the rear passenger-side window; then in the next shot, as Slim is backing the car out, the entire crew, as well as their equipment, can be seen reflected on the driver side of his car.
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Quotes
Georgette Thomas:
[
woken up from Henry's banging]
Henry, what's the matter?
Henry Thomas:
I dreamt I was back in the pen.
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Soundtracks
"Baby, The Rain Must Fall"
Music by
Elmer Bernstein
Lyric by
Ernie Sheldon
Sung by
Steve McQueen (dubbed by
Billy Strange)
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I find this film quite fascinating because of its setting and style.
The credits on the road and the black and white photography are so striking and evocative of its time that if one in the year 2005 wants to get a real sense of the quiet 'sixties rural/suburban time, this film will do it for you. I find it a companion piece to BUS RILEY'S BACK IN TOWN and even THE STRIPPER all made around the same time, as if a set of films of a similar tone and look all made in the same US town. Where I lived in Australia in 1965 was exactly like all these films but this this one gives me the childhood recollection of hearing the sad adult conversations of neighbors. These 3 films deserve better awareness of lonely and changing 60s life before Vietnam horror and psychedelia took over and perhaps offer the best sense of time travel one could wish for. If you also want a bitter chaser with a wicked laugh, add KISS ME STUPID to the mix.