Directed by Robert D. Webb
Expectations: None.
The Cape Town Affair is a beat-by-beat remake of Sam Fuller’s wonderful noir thriller Pickup on South Street, and it’s just painful as all hell to get through. But this is a bad movie unlike any bad movie I’ve ever seen. Remakes are always tricky business when the original is a well-loved film, but the choices here are truly strange. Based on the film’s opening credits, you might be persuaded into thinking that Sam Fuller had actually been involved with this remake, but that was not the case. No, Fuller’s screenwriting credit comes by way of his original script, which was used here almost word for word.
Pickup on South Street is a late-period noir film, and it carries with it a style of hard-edged dialogue that usually typifies the genre. Within the confines of the original film it works; the actors inhabit their characters fully and deliver the lines with conviction and passion. Not so much with The Cape Town Affair. The actors in the remake feel like they’re just passing the time until the catering truck arrives with only mildly interesting food. The once-edgy dialogue now seems out of place in 1960s Cape Town; it’s as if all the film’s characters were scooped up from 1950s New York and dropped into 1960s Cape Town without any knowledge or self-awareness. It’s such a strange thing to watch and try to make sense of. I can understand why you’d want to use Fuller’s original dialogue because it’s often bristlin’ with great wit, but to ignore the passage of time and place is a glaring oversight.
I’m still hung up on trying to explain how strange of an experience it is to watch The Cape Town Affair if you’ve seen Pickup on South Street. For one, the 1950s words and the 1960s pictures don’t match up, but it’s more than that. There’s a feeling like you’re looking at a painting that’s been painted over another painting of the same thing, but you can still see the original through the newer paint. Does that even make sense? Hmm… imagine the film A Scanner Darkly, where live-action footage was shot and then later rotoscoped to make the film into something of a hybrid animated movie. You know you’re watching live-action footage, but it’s through the prism of animation. The Cape Town Affair is exactly like that. It feels like watching a 1950s B&W noir thriller with an overlay of 1960s color, with all the energy, bite and thrill filtered out and a bouncy ’60s jazz score on top. Boooooo! It’s truly one of the oddest movie-watching experiences I’ve ever had.
Whatever… I’m done with this movie. Hopefully with time I can forget it exists. If you’ve seen Pickup on South Street and you’re feeling curious about The Cape Town Affair, stop yourself and just re-watch the Fuller original. And if you’ve never seen the original… well, you know what to do.
The Cape Town Affair is in the public domain, so here’s the whole movie if you decide to watch it for some godforsaken reason.