The Man with the Golden Arm

A recovering heroin addict (Frank Sinatra) with an attention-hungry, bed-ridden wife struggles to break free of his former life as a back-room card dealer.

The Man with the Golden Arm is a groundbreaking drama that, unfortunately, has been one-upped over time.

Frank Sinatra acts his heart out as the lead, Frankie Machine, a recovering heroin addict returning from a stint in rehab after getting caught dealing an illegal card game. You’ll never see Sinatra try harder than he does here and, at times, he works in the role, but more often than not, you can’t shake the feeling that you’re watching a performance, an impression of an addict, rather than a real addict.

This inauthenticity extends to the entire cast, with Kim Novak faring the best, though looking far too immaculate to be believable as the love interest of two addicts. Worst of all is Eleanor Parker, whose ham-fisted emoting nearly brings down the entire picture. Indeed, her turn goes beyond an impression and straight into caricature.

Finally, there’s the jazz score, which, while well done, doesn’t work. Though it was a novel idea, it only serves to date the film and distract the viewer from the action on screen.

When it was released in 1955, The Man with the Golden Arm was the first major film to deal with addiction since the adoption of the Hayes Code. Being first meant there was nothing in the way of comparison, but in the decades since, countless films have done a better job exploring addiction and heroin addiction in particular, such as Danny Boyle’s breakthrough Trainspotting, which tells a similar story in a grittier, more authentic manner, resulting in a more satisfying experience.