Episode 201 - All Night Long (1962)

"Me? Oh, I belong to that new minority group: white American jazz musicians. They're going to hold a mass meeting in a phone booth."

Get ready to step into the coolest party of 1962. Basil Dearden's All Night Long is a cinematic powder keg, a film that brilliantly transplants Shakespeare's classic tragedy Othello into the vibrant, smoke-filled world of the London jazz scene, and it does so with an electrifying pulse that never lets up. This isn't just a drama; it's a front-row seat to a once-in-a-lifetime jam session, featuring knockout performances from real-life jazz giants like Dave Brubeck, Charles Mingus, and Johnny Dankworth. The result is a stunningly stylish and suspenseful ride that swings to its own dynamic rhythm.

The story unfolds over the course of a single, spectacular evening. Wealthy music enthusiast Rod Hamilton (a wonderfully suave Richard Attenborough) is hosting an anniversary party for the golden couple of the jazz world: the supremely talented bandleader and pianist Aurelius Rex (Paul Harris) and his beautiful wife, Delia Lane (Marti Stevens), a celebrated singer who has happily retired from the stage for a life with her husband. The setting is a chic, converted warehouse on the Thames, buzzing with the energy of musicians, friends, and the infectious sound of bebop. The champagne is flowing, the music is hot, and love is in the air. For Rex and Delia, it's a perfect celebration of their first year together.

But lurking in the shadows of this joyous occasion is the ambitious and conniving drummer, Johnny Cousin (a riveting Patrick McGoohan). Johnny has big plans to launch his own band, but his financial backing hinges on one crucial element: persuading Delia to be his lead singer. When Delia, devoted to Rex and her new life, politely turns him down, Johnny's ambition curdles into a venomous plot. If he can't get her to join him, he'll destroy the very foundation of her happiness. With a wicked grin and a drummer's sense of timing, he sets out to poison Rex's mind, spinning a devious web of lies to convince the bandleader that Delia is having an affair with their trusted friend and saxophonist, Cass Michaels (Keith Michell).

What follows is a masterclass in tension, made all the more thrilling by the incredible musical backdrop. As the party roars on, with Mingus plucking his bass and Brubeck commanding the piano, Johnny moves through the crowd like a phantom, orchestrating his symphony of destruction. He slyly gets Cass to smoke a "drugged" cigarette, loosens his tongue, and then, in a stroke of cunning genius, uses a reel-to-reel tape recorder to capture and manipulate conversations. He masterfully edits the tape to create a false, damning narrative of Delia and Cass's "love affair." McGoohan is absolutely electric as the scheming Johnny, his intense eyes darting around the room, always a step ahead, turning a joyous celebration into his personal playground of chaos.

The music acts as the film's heartbeat, with each sensational performance escalating the drama until it reaches a fever pitch. When Rex finally hears the doctored tape, his love and trust shatter, leading to a raw and explosive confrontation that silences the entire party. But just when it seems tragedy is inevitable, Johnny's web of deceit is heroically untangled by his own long-suffering wife. The truth comes crashing down, and Johnny's grand ambitions are left in ashes. In a powerful final scene, he is left alone, frantically beating his drums in a furious, solitary solo. The party is over, but for Rex and Delia, there's a glimmer of hope as they walk out into the dawn, their bond tested but ultimately not broken, ready to pick up the pieces. All Night Long is a triumph—a sharp, exhilarating fusion of high drama and spectacular music that remains an absolute knockout.

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