Word: duerrenmatt
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...Happened in Broad Daylight (Praesens-Film; Continental) is a cinema curiosity: a film that was later made into a novel. The script is the work of Switzerland's Friedrich Duerrenmatt, whose sinister morality plays (The Visit, Fools Are Passing Through) have been fascinating U.S. theater audiences in recent years. After writing the picture, Author Duerrenmatt rewrote it as a novel, published in the U.S. as The Pledge (TIME, March 30, 1959). Inevitably, people will say they liked the book better. It was a thoughtful study of the police mind and the one thing that destroys it: human feeling...
...Deadly Game. Three retired European men-of-law nightly meet for dinner and a sort of moot-court parlor game. An American salesman happens in, is tried for his morally slipshod life. Adapted by James Yaffe from a Friedrich Duerrenmatt novel...
...Deadly Game. A Friedrich Duerrenmatt novel adapted by James Yaffe makes a play of some moral and theatrical merit. Retired European men of law place a brassy American salesman on trial in a kind of parlor game. It turns out to be a spider's parlor. With Claude Dauphin. Max Adrian, Pat Hingle...
...Deadly Game (adapted from a novel of Friedrich Duerrenmatt by James Yaffe) catches the author of the bitterly sardonic The Visit in a slightly more playful mood. His playfulness involves the gallows; his answer to man's love of money is to put a price on his head. This time his people play murder. A brash, coarse, well-heeled American salesman (Pat Hingle), whose car has broken down, asks a snowy night's lodging in a Swiss chalet. There he finds a retired judge (Ludwig Donath), a retired prosecutor (Max Adrian) and a retired defense lawyer (Claude Dauphin...
...another of Duerrenmatt's pessimistic, Pernod-flavored judgments on mankind, The Deadly Game has both its moral and its theatrical merits. Few men tried at Duerrenmatt's Court of the Unconscious would escape whipping; in the unconscious of the very men who stage the trials there may lurk as much blood lust as love of law. They, with their icy, refined, half-mad sense of justice, and the American, with his coldhearted dog-eat-dog view of life, face one another with contrasted inhumanity; the space between them seems nothing less at times than all groping humanity itself...