Crimson Tide (1995)

Hmm, my last submarine film viewing wasn't all that long ago. While this is certainly a time to be dwelling on spatial confinement, I really ought to space them a bit more. Nevertheless, these two are about as different as the subgenre allows.

During the Clinton Administration, just because the Cold War is over doesn't mean Russia poses no further military threat to the U.S., particularly when Chechnyan rebels get their hands on nuclear missiles. The crew of the USS Alabama is well aware of this when a Russian sub attacks them. They receive an outside order to preemptively launch ten missiles at the Russian nuclear installation, but a second message is cut short when a torpedo damages the communications equipment. Commanding Officer Ramsey (Gene Hackman) wants to ignore the incomplete transmission, but Executive Officer Hunter (Denzel Washington) insists on waiting as long as possible for clarity: It could be a retraction. Neither man is willing to compromise, and seeing as the wrong decision in either direction could lead to a nuclear holocaust, they vie desperately for control.

Operation Petticoat (1959)

A common problem for war movies is a shortage of female characters. Maybe that's a reason I thought to check out this one, where female presence is a key plot point. Of course, the year of release wasn't promising for a good depiction thereof.

When a World War II U.S. Navy submarine, the Sea Tiger, gets blown up in a Pacific harbor before it can ever participate in battle, LCDR Sherman (an arguably too old Cary Grant) badly wants it rebuilt. He gets a mixed blessing in new LT Holden (Tony Curtis), who is highly irregular and good at stealing, generally to the undersupplied crew's benefit. Things are already pretty comedic for the barely functional sub before the real awkwardness begins, when Holden rescues five stranded U.S. Army nurses. (We're told the Sea Tiger was their only hope, but we have to ignore ships in the background.) Never mind the old sailor superstition that women on ships spell bad luck; how can Sherman hope to maintain any discipline?

The Enemy Below (1957)

I have discovered that despite my desire to mix old and new cinema, my streaming list is mostly new fare. Shall I blame Netflix's priorities? Anyway, I browsed the few 20th-century entries and picked one almost at random from a decade I hadn't tackled in a while.

Like some other war films I've reviewed here, it keeps the plot simple, even with its loose basis on a novel and its later inspiration of a couple TV episodes. In the South Atlantic, a U.S. destroyer under Captain Murrell (Robert Mitchum) battles a U-boat under Captain von Stolberg (Curd Jürgens). Each captain is impressed at the other's tactics and struggles to work around them.

Run Silent Run Deep (1958)

For multiple obvious reasons, there aren't many submarine movies, which puts a lot of pressure (heh) on the few of them to excel. I'm sure this one was expensive for the time, even if the exterior shots used mere models. The filmmakers did aim for authenticity by having real submariners train the actors. They did not aim for fidelity to the Edward L. Beach book, from what I can tell.

Apart from that, the main aspect that I appreciate is the casting. Sure, Burt Lancaster and especially Clark Gable were a bit old for captains, but as I heard Gable repeatedly call, "Dive, dive!", I realized what a natural he seemed for a combination of Commander Queeg from The Caine Mutiny and Captain Ahab from, oh, you know. And Lancaster knew how to project a disciplined officer who strongly disapproved a superior (somewhat reversed in Seven Days in May). The film is also notable for the silver-screen debut of Don Rickles, who does better at non-comic roles than I thought.