Above you see a poster for Pickup, one of the nastier little noirs we’ve run across our years maintaining this website. Beverly Michaels tries to worm her way into a retired man’s affections in order to have the life of leisure she thinks she deserves. But her target, in addition to being old fashioned and a bit obtuse, has some sort of chronic or psychosomatic brain injury that results in confusion and hearing loss.
Even so, she manages to marry the poor slob, then sets about figuring how to kill him to obtain his savings of $7,300. When he’s hit by a car one afternoon his hearing returns, but Michaels has no idea it’s happened and openly plots to murder him, assuming he’s still deaf while the entire time he listens in horror.
This isn’t supposed to be funny, but it is, uproariously. Michaels says the most vicious things about the guy, behind his back and right to his face, day after day, with no idea he can hear every word. These crazy sequences are a big reason why this cheap little b-flick has survived the decades. Plus Michaels knocks her first starring turn over the center field bleachers, playing shrill, wall-eyed evil to the hilt.
She was rewarded with more work, including similar gold digger parts in 1953’s Wicked Woman and 1956’s Blonde Bait. The latter was her last role, making for a short career, but a memorable one. We recommend Pickup, morbid plot, shoestring production values, and all. It premiered in the U.S. today in 1951.
