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Under Capricorn (1949)
Runtime: 1 hr 57 mins
Synopsis: This historical melodrama, a true rarity for Alfred Hitchcock, was the last film produced by Hitchcock's own Transatlantic Pictures. Set in 1831 Australia, the film takes Hitchcock's enduring fascination with the underdog despised by the world and applies it to a social drama of class and... This historical melodrama, a true rarity for Alfred Hitchcock, was the last film produced by Hitchcock's own Transatlantic Pictures. Set in 1831 Australia, the film takes Hitchcock's enduring fascination with the underdog despised by the world and applies it to a social drama of class and wealth stretched across the British empire. In the past, Sam Flusky (Joseph Cotten) was an Irish stablehand brash enough to elope with the aristocratic daughter of the estate, Lady Henrietta (Ingrid Bergman). When her brother tried to stop them he was killed, and Sam was convicted of his murder. The film finds Sam and Henrietta resettled in Sydney. Sam has grown wealthy, and Henrietta has taken to drinking, both in a futile attempt to erase the memory and the stigma of the murder. When Henrietta's handsome distant cousin, Charles Adare (Michael Wilding), comes to visit he tries to console and revitalize her. But Adare falls in love with his cousin while a scheming Milly (Margaret Leighton, playing the family's odd, enigmatic housekeeper) sees an opportunity to claim Sam for herself. This tangle of emotions and interests hatches a murder plot and social scandal before the conflict between Sam and Adare comes to its climax, and a dark secret is revealed. [More]
Genre: Dramas
Starring: Ingrid Bergman, Joseph Cotten, Michael Wilding, Cecil Parker, Margaret Leighton
Producer: Sidney Lewis Bernstein, Alfred Hitchcock
Screenwriter: James Bridie, Hume Cronyn
Composer: Richard Addinsell
DVD Info
Release:
May 6, 2004
DVD Features:
- Region 1
- Keep Case
- Full Frame - 1.33
Audio:
- Dolby Digital Mono - English
Reviews
The character-driven dark film has a poignant romanticism that is not thought of when you think of a Hitchcock film.
It seems that neither Miss Bergman nor Mr. Hitchcock has tangled here with stuff of any better than penny-dreadful substance and superfical demands.
Shot in astonishingly elaborate long takes, this is the kind of film that finds the most brilliant poetry in the slightest movement of the camera -- a paradigm of cinematic expression.

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