Film

I Am a Fugitive from a Chain Gang

Name: I Am a Fugitive from a Chain Gang
Genre: Drama, Crime
Released: 1932
Cast: Paul Muni, Glenda Farrell, Helen Vinson, Noel Francis, Preston Foster

This is Depression-era social protest as blunt instrument: a decorated soldier turned drifter, wrongly convicted, brutalized on a Southern chain gang, and left with nowhere honest to go. Muni plays him with jittery, cornered-animal desperation. It moves fast, hits hard, and closes on one of the bleakest final lines in American cinema. Watch it for the rage, not the polish.

TMDb rating

7.8

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