My Blood Runs Cold

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My Blood Runs Cold

One of the things that most unpleasantly impressed me in this film are Jeannette Nolan's ridiculous, hypertrophic wigs. Indeed, in a couple of scenes she puts an even more ridiculous white top hat on her head! For the rest, Troy Donahue is expressionless, Heatherton is constantly provocative and the dialogues between her and Nolan are perfectly useless.

A spine tingling thriller with a strong cast of veterans, solid direction, and a good script. However, what really sets this film apart and makes it a classic movie is the incredibly powerful performance of a superb actress, Ms. Joey Heatherton. This is a woman who knows her craft and virtually sets the screen afire with one of the most powerful performances audiences have ever seen. The intensity, passion, and emotion she puts into every scene simply takes ones breath away. Ms. Heatherton proved in this film that she is a fine actress and she was worthy of far better projects. Still, she raises this film up from the commonplace and transforms it into a classic film noir of Warner Brothers' later period. Do not miss the unforgettably passionate and incredibly moving artistry of Ms. Joey Heatherton and the magic she works giving what is nothing less than the performance of a lifetime in William Conrad's My Blood Runs Cold.

When Julie and Harry (Joey Heatherton and Nic Coster) almost run Ben (Troy Donahue) off the road, they all sit down for drinks later. and Ben falls hard for Julie, although he keeps calling her "Barbara". and it turns out that Barbara died YEARS ago. so who IS this new guy? and then bodies start turning up. something strange is going on. and Julie's father is determined to keep them apart. keep an eye out for Howard McNear, Floyd the barber from andy griffith. it's all very mysterious. pretty thin plot. Donahue and Heatherton were actually real heart-throbs at the time, so the plot wasn't so important. Ben takes Julie out for a ride on his sailboat, and the thunderstorm rolls in right on cue. all is revealed right at the end. Directed by William Conrad, who was probably better known for Cannon and Jake and the Fat Man. and of course, the Narrator on the Rocky & Bullwinkle Show in the 1960s. this one is just fair to middlin.

This silly potboiler starts out promisingly enough to get you hooked, but sadly veers off track toward the end. However, the plot is not the reason to watch this film. It's the 1965 trappings - the cars, the clothes, the sharp-focus black & white photography - that keep you glued to this picture. It's an inadvertent but accurate time capsule. Viewers with a camp sensibility will have a field day with Jeanette Nolan's hairdos alone. Each scene she's in brings yet another mind- blowing creation which we're supposed to believe she whips up on her own. Joey Heatherton sports a few odd coifs herself. Joey was a fine 60's-style sex kitten and her look is immortalized here. Troy Donahue's acting skills, which were passable in previous films, here prove why his career didn't last much longer. Nice scenery along California's 17-mile Drive. Watch this film for a guilty wallow in 1965 mindset.

Young 21-year-old Julie (Joey Heatherton) is dating old but dependable Harry (Nicholas Coaster). Then she meets young hunky Ben (Troy Donahue) who seems instantly smitten with her. It seems he thinks she's the reincarnation of a woman he loved in another life! He knows a lot about her family that there's no way he could have known. Is it true? Obscure little thriller. The basic plot is interesting and it moves quickly enough. Donahue and Heatherton are certainly an attractive couple and shown in their bathing suits often. But this movie has problems. It's flatly directed and Barry Sullivan and Coaster are dreadful in their roles. Donahue and Heatherton are bad too but Donahue tries and is actually very good at times. Old pro Jeanette Nolan however is superb as Aunt Sarah. The ultimate resolution was disappointing but I'd be lying if I said I wasn't entertained. I give it a 6.

One of our local TV channels used to show this movie frequently on the late show--but not at all in the last 10 years, so it appears "My Blood Runs Cold" is another in the long line of forgotten '60s potboilers. Too bad, because it's dopey fun. Joey Heatherton proves she's quite the little thespian here, portraying swinging single meeting a strange young man who is convinced he was her lover in a past life! Story is fairly tight, until the last reel when it begins to unravel. The chase-climax is straight off the assembly line. However, Joey is really charismatic here and had me glued to the screen. She overcomes the obvious exploitation angle director William Conrad takes and gives the picture a big boost. **1/2 from ****