Rapturegal "Trial" stunned me. Set in the '40s, the story shows us how the descendants of the original slave owners, now the modern Jim Crow segregationists, began hiding behind Communist front groups and adopting social causes-- not out of a sense of remorse but only to give the themselves a veneer of respectability to avoid detection. Sound familiar? Since the end of WW2,these Marxist wannabees have been infiltrating academia, the media, and the entertainment industry in a combined effort to destroy the nation they hate by revisionist history and constant negative propaganda. Is it any wonder why liberals despise Senator Joe McCarthy so much? Dorothy McGuire's speech to Glenn Ford describing how she became a Communist "fellow traveler in college" could have been written by millions of today's campus snowflakes ... that is, IF they ever learned how to write a coherent sentence between riots.

dougdoepke A self-doubting law professor wants to prove himself by defending a Mexican boy accused of murder. In the process, however, he gets mixed up with powerful political forces seeking to use him and the trial for their own narrow purposes.As I recall, the movie got a spread in Life magazine, probably because of its topical theme and serious intent. In the mid-1950's, race was becoming a major political topic, 1954's de-segregation ruling being a chief catalyst. Clearly, the movie wants to frame the emerging issue in generally liberal terms, vilifying both bigots and McCarthyites on the political right and communists on the left. In contrast, Glenn Ford's idealistic attorney stands in for what the movie hopes will be an emerging consensus, one that endorses a principled justice for all races. Making the judge (Hernandez) a Black man also suggests that our institutions can work well regardless of skin color.Now these are worthy topics, but even the best screenplay would have difficulty blending them into an effective 100-minutes. Unfortunately the result here tries to cover too much and ends in little more than an awkward dramatic mix. Also, the usually low-key Ford is too low-key in the movie's pivotal role. Thus the many disparate elements lack a unifying center, drifting more or less from one thread to the next without needed coherence. Notably, however, the film manages to avoid the cartoonish communist stereotypes of the period, making that key Cold War element more believable than most. For example, Kennedy's attorney (Barney) may be a schemer but he's also recognizably human, along with his boisterous fund- raising crowd. And when he admonishes the crowd to not trust anyone, I had to re-run to make sure I'd heard the un-Stalinist sentiment correctly. All in all, it's a well-intentioned film, but lacks the dramatic impact, for example, of the similarly themed 12 Angry Men (1957). Moreover, the sprawl is simply too loose to provide an effective "think piece" platform.

Robert J. Maxwell Glenn Ford, a law professor, carries about a cigarette lighter with a Latin inscription that translates as "Where there is a wrong, there is a remedy." Here we see that the application of the remedy can lead to an iatrogenic disease.Poor, young, Mexican, Rafael Campos, is found standing over the dead body of a young girl on the beach. The girl has suffered from rheumatic fever and has died, in the opinion of the medical examiner, from heart failure induced by violent exertion. The consensus is that Campos had been pursuing her with rape on his mind and that this is therefore a case of felony murder.The loud-mouthed bigots of San Juno are organized and they and their leader intrude on the quiet funeral ceremony of the dead girl, forcing the Padre to say two blessings, one before and one after their rabble-rousing racist pronouncements.Later, they form a mob in front of the jail and assault the iron gate, trying to break it down in order to lynch Campos. The sheriff doesn't have enough men to prevent them but he talks the hoi polloi out of it anyway for reasons of political advantage. He doesn't care about the kid but he wants to be reelected.So far, so humdrum.A minority kid is about to be railroaded into the slams for an alleged sex crime and barely escapes murder by an aroused crowd of white zealots. We've seen it all before.We even anticipate it when Glenn Ford is drawn into the case under the auspices of the Libbo lawyer Arthur Kennedy, and we anticipate too that while Kennedy is out scraping together enough money to fund the defense, Ford -- in his first trial -- will get the kid off, maybe with some other guilty party breaking down on the stand and sobbing, "I DID it. I DID IT! But I only meant to scare her." Not this time.As one of the "good guys", the smirking Arthur Kennedy, in his villainous mode, is immediately jarring to our seasoned sensibilities. In his first meeting with the defendant and his family, he shoves the hysterical mother around and whacks Campos across the face to force him to admit that he tried to rape the girl, while innocent Glenn Ford stands aghast.It isn't long before we learn that Kennedy is a communist and is using Rafael Campos to generate a lot of cash -- only some of which will go the defense fund, while the rest winds up in the pockets of the party. Not only is Kennedy a commie, he also pronounces the defendants name with the wrong initial phoneme -- Shh, instead of Tch -- as if it were a French verb in the second person.By the end of the trial, the Communist Party line has changed. They no longer want to get Campos off. They've decided that he'd be more useful as a martyr, so Kennedy does everything he can to sabotage the defense -- firing Ford (who was about to win the case) and disrupting the court by calling the judge, reliable old Juano Hernandez, a "handkerchief head" and an "Uncle Tom." The judge is pretty savvy, however, and by this time Ford has wised up enough to save the kid from the guillotine, but not from prison.The plot is as disjointed as hell. It wanders all over the place, poking into narrative corners, dwelling too long on incidental characters like the sheriff and the victim's family and the defendant's mother.But, in its own, somewhat obstreperous way, it's more challenging than most of the courtroom dramas that wind up on film. It shouldn't have been called "Trial" because the focus here is chiefly on what goes on behind the scenes, after court is adjourned. The extremists on both sides have a spotlight turned on them and they enjoy it. And the film raises questions that the usual formula does not. Not everyone on the "good" side is respectable. The money is shady, raised from people under deceptive circumstances. Should it be used, even if it's "bad" money? When Ford demurs, Kennedy replies with a question: What would you rather have? Fifty thousand dollars for a defense fund or one hundred and six? Good question too. Suppose a convincingly innocent-looking Muslim is on trial for some terrorist act. Should the defense accept funds from some Jihadist organization? Would it be better to shun such money and have the defendant convicted? Tough ethical stuff.The film is weakened by overacting. That's Mark Robson, the director. He's in charge of such things. And some viewers might be put off by the lack of the usual Manichaean divide between black and white, the absence of clear good and evil, a feature that I think is the movie's main virtue. What I mean is that it's not reassuring. It prompts us to think, to question our conception of the justice system, to wonder about our beliefs. That's an irritant. As Charles Sanders Peirce said, "Belief is thought -- at rest."

onairbob Trial is a movie that begs for a re-make, but in the current climate of political correctness, it is a story that cannot be told today. The Left Wing writers and actors that populate Hollywood would never allow that. This story was perfect for its time. Although it ostensibly is about the trial of a young Hispanic boy, it tells the tale of how activist groups twist and turn the laws and the people of the US in such circles that people come to believe that wrong is right. The bad guys were the Communists in this movie, but they have been defeated... or have they? Watch this movie and instead of the Communists, slip in the names of other prominent modern Leftist groups and you'll see that the story is not as dated as it looks.