
1951 · Joseph Losey
How The Prowler has been received, argued over, and remembered.
A modest, little-noticed B-noir in 1951 that then nearly vanished — its blacklisted makers scattered and prints decayed — until a 2000s restoration championed by the Film Noir Foundation turned it into one of noir's great rediscoveries, now routinely called one of the darkest films of the classic cycle.
The recurring fight is over just how far ahead of its time it was — fans pitch Van Heflin's corrupt cop as the most loathsome protagonist in all of classic noir and the film as the genre's most criminally underseen entry.
It lives largely through its champions: James Ellroy has loudly evangelized it for years, famously praising it as a masterpiece of creepiness, and it's become a fixture of Noir City festival programming and 'real noir starts here' recommendations.
A restored cult jewel and canon climber — the noir deep cut cinephiles hand each other as proof they've gone past Double Indemnity.