The 1970s belonged to Jack Nicholson. The decade began with a Best Supporting Actor Academy Award nomination for 1969's Easy Rider. It would proceed to include starring roles in three Best Picture Oscar nominees, each of which also earned Nicholson a corresponding Actor in a Leading Role nomination, as did a fourth film.
Nicholson's hot streak culminated with One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest, which earned him his first Oscar win and practically swept the ceremony by taking statuettes in five major categories including Best Picture.
If you think Nicholson could do no wrong in the '70s, however, you are mistaken. Earlier in 1975, some six months before Cuckoo's opened to vast acclaim, Nicholson could be seen co-starring with another defining figure of the New Hollywood movement, his friend Warren Beatty, in The Fortune. This dark comedy did not just boast talent in front of the camera, but behind it too. The film was directed by Mike Nichols, the Oscar-winning director of The Graduate, and written by Adrien Joyce (real name: Carole Eastman), who had penned Nicholson's decorated 1970 soul-searching drama Five Easy Pieces.
All of that must sound amazing to someone fond of American films from this era and yet such a person is unlikely to have even heard of The Fortune, let alone seen it. Despite its wealth of talent and charisma, this Columbia Pictures release has faded into obscurity, having never appeared on North American DVD in any form. That is unusual but not unprecedented. The lack of clamor over this film's home video absence in the modern age isn't hard to wrap your head around. We've gone an entire generation without this movie being available on the prevalent format. How many people do you think would go through the trouble of acquiring an out-of-print VHS just to see the film? How many would take such measures knowing that The Fortune is not particularly well-regarded? How many would track down a movie, regardless of who's in it and who made it, that simply wasn't very enjoyable or rewarding?
Getting ahold of this forgotten film recently become much easier with its December debut on Blu-ray Disc from Twilight Time, the specialty boutique label who issued just 3,000 copies of it per the standard print run of their Limited Edition Series.
The Fortune is set in the 1920s, a time when opening titles explain the Mann Act prevented men from taking women across state lines for immoral purposes. Con men Nicky Wilson (Beatty) and Oscar Sullivan (Nicholson) have a way of getting around that strictly-enforced law. The married Nicky has Oscar marry Nicky's love interest, the wealthy heiress Fredericka Quintessa Bigard (Stockard Channing in her first credited film role). The marriage is real, but strictly for show. The three of them move into a rented house together in California, where a love triangle emerges. Oscar consummates his sham marriage, complicating Nicky's relationship with Freddie.
Freddie wises up to the guys' plan to get wealthy off her inheritance and wants out. So the guys decide they would do better by offing the dame and then collecting the dough. The only problem is that Nicky and Oscar are not smart men. Neither is well-equipped to knock off the lady in a stealthy manner that would avoid suspicion. Their plot to stage a suicide is doomed from the start.
Killing is not something that is easy to build a comedy around. It's possible, as movies from Frank Capra's Arsenic and Old Lace to Horrible Bosses have shown. But it's unsurprisingly a tricky act to pull off, taking the single worst thing a person can do and trying to get laughs out of it.
The Fortune has no success selling us on the murder plot. By the time that even emerges, you've probably already checked out. There is simply nothing sympathetic or interesting about our three lead characters.
The men are scam artists, eager to deceive but not particularly skilled at it. Their target is just plain annoying. Do they deserve one another? Maybe. Do we deserve any of them? Not really.
There is the occasional glimmer of entertainment value: Oscar's early story about "mouse beds" is strangely compelling and kind of amusing in a bizarre way, as told by the wild-haired Nicholson. But the narrative main course doesn't grab us and the obstacles designed to complicate and heighten the murder plot do not show much imagination or make a great deal of sense. The Fortune may run under 90 minutes, but you're checking the clock before the halfway point and counting down minutes by the one-hour mark.
Contrary to what you'd expect given the personnel and production era, this comedy is tedious and rarely funny. Nicholson may be a dramatic actor primarily, but he's always carried an air of comic subversion. Asked to carry out broad gags that take precedence over any story, he is far from at his best and nothing else here is any better.
As a result of the movie's rampant unlikability, the mystery of its DVD absence shifts from "How is that possible?" to "Who cares?" The Fortune may have drawn mixed reviews in its original release, getting high praise from The New York Times among others. But it hasn't aged well at all and those hoping to discover a long-forgotten gem from the stars' distant pasts are bound to be highly disappointed.