Let No Man Write My Epitaph

This film is one of the favorite memories from my childhood. My memory said that Sal Mineo was in it, so I was a little surprised to see that it was actually James Darren. Not as good an actor as Sal, but a good looking kid, who could sing. Shelley Winters is beautiful in it, but very needy. Ella is a bonus. Burl Ives is bigger than life. And, you get to see Ricardo Montalban as a pre Mr. Roarke, pre Chrysler New Yorker ("Fine Corinthian leather"), bad guy. The climatic finale has stayed with me all these years. I always thought it was an older movie, but I guess it was just the genre and the cinematography. A little hokey, by today's standards, but a classic none the same.

With the recent death of Shelley Winters, all the principals in this movie are now gone, with the exception of Montalban. Having looked it up, I had forgotten what a fine cast it had, including the surprise of Ella Fitzgerald playing a heroin-addicted blues singer. Sadly, although this was a remake of a previous film, this great film could not be remade or even updated for today's market---simply because our society has changed to where the story in this picture (compelling as it is) would no longer be something people would consider important or even divisive. This plot could not even make the producers of Jerry or Maury take notice. Still, this picture will always be one of my two or three personal all-time favorites, and I will recommend it to anyone who reads these words I write: This is greatness that Hollywood can create...when it really wants to.

"Let No Man Write My Epitaph" is about the low part of a person's life and not to be dismissed as being down and out or classified as a loser. It's about living a life with dignity. Burl Ives is a judge, was a judge, but now he drinks. A man who has lost his legs sells newspapers and makes his way through life as he can. Even Ella Fitzgerald is at a low point, doing drugs, in a very rare dramatic acting role for her. And, "The Young and the Restless" star Jeanne Cooper has a supporting role as another character with problems. But the main plot concerns Shelley Winters as a widowed mother, raising James Darren. His father was given the gas chamber, but Shelley keeps saying he was innocent. James can't stay out of fights defending his father's name and his mother's reputation. Shelley has lately had no other recourse but to attach herself to men for a living. Everyone in town knows what she is. Burl has an interest in her, but she does not reciprocate the feelings. When she meets Ricardo Montalban, she is piqued – and he him. He has a legitimate front, but makes his real money by supplying. The low class seems to be front and center in this eye-opening movie, but it doesn't seem to wallow in its own desperation. Instead, hope for tomorrow permeates the film until dramatic events take place. James can play the piano and has a possible connection in Jean Seberg. "Let No Man Write My Epitaph" has good performances by all, but Shelley Winters, who was great in everything, and Burl Ives stand out. And, James Darren is surprisingly effective for his years. If you discover this on TCM, watch and witness the lows and obstacles faced and overcome in the lives of people that could be you and me.

I am very pleased to see all of the positive responses here at IMDb to a film that was not considered to be much in its day. Very well done, and a lot more frank then you would expect from the era.

Not really a sequel to KNOCK ON ANY DOOR---the relationship is minor at best, non-existent at worst. You don't have to see the first movie to understand this one.

A very positive thing is the relationship between the lead (James Darren) and his alcoholic mother (Shelley Winters). He knows all about her past but loves her anyway, and the dialogue is good. Far too many movies perpetuate the stereotype that parents and children of the opposite sex cannot, or should not, discuss serious "adult" issues intelligently.

Strongly recommended bit of film noir.

a real thriller, montalban is eerie as a 1960's "pusher" and sadistic heroin addict, a must for those into drug culture and film noir. the fact that it is b/w only adds to the urban scurge of drugs use ,espcially horse in the 1960's also exceeding their actting abilities are shelley winters as a drug ravaged mother, and burl ives as the "heavy" handed dudley do right....