Detour (1945) is high noir, low budget and endlessly fascinating. Like many of Edgar G. Ulmer’s films Detour was shot in 6 days; ‘Just visualise it,’ said Ulmer, ‘eighty set-ups a day.’
It’s hard to visualise, but it sure is heroic. Normally, this approach would produce a clunky and directionless mess, but occasionally as here, it can still produce a gem. It's what they used to call a 'poverty row quicky', for the high-speed and low-expense of its production, and there is something about this format that really lets the subversive implications of noir rise to the surface.
Detour is a fatalistic road-movie featuring the broke, the dissatisfied and a spade of bad luck. At heart it’s a tense anti-buddy relationship, between actors Tom Neal and Ann Savage. It turns out that Detour is also many people's favourite noir, given how bleak and cheap and evil it is. It's twisted in a way that is hard to achieve these days, and what buffs call a 'low-rent masterpiece.'