Menu
The Running Man Poster

The Running Man

Time is Running Out for the Running Man...And His Woman!
1963 | 103m | English

(2142 votes)

TMDb IMDb

Popularity: 3 (history)

Details

An Englishman with a grudge against an insurance company for a disallowed claim fakes his own death and escapes to Spain, but is soon pursued by an insurance investigator.
Release Date: Oct 01, 1963
Director: Carol Reed
Writer: Shelley Smith, John Mortimer
Genres: Drama, Crime, Thriller
Keywords spain, gibraltar, investigator, insurance investigator, fake death, insurance, glider, ironic ending, insurance scam, plane wreck, málaga, spain, rock of gibraltar, relentless investigator
Production Companies Columbia Pictures, Peet Productions
Box Office Revenue: $0
Budget: $0
Updates Updated: Feb 01, 2025
Entered: Apr 13, 2024
Trailers and Extras

Backdrops

International Posters

Full Credits

Name Character
Laurence Harvey Rex Black
Lee Remick Stella Black
Alan Bates Stephen
Felix Aylmer Parson
Eleanor Summerfield Hilda Tanner
Colin Gordon Solicitor
Allan Cuthbertson Jenkins
Harold Goldblatt Tom Webster
Noel Purcell Miles Bleeker
Ramsay Ames Madge Penderby
Fernando Rey Police Official
Juanjo Menéndez Roberto (as Juan Jose Menendez)
Eddie Byrne Sam Crewdson
John Meillon Jim Jerome
Roger Delgado Spanish Doctor
Fortunio Bonanova Spanish Bank Manager
Shirley Gale Florence
José Calvo Porter
Joe Lynch Roy Tanner
Freddy Roberts Guide
Adriano Domínguez Civil Guard
James Neyland English Customs Official
Pamela Mant Margaret Webster
Herbert Curiel 1st Witness
Antonio Padilla Ruiz 2nd Witness
Lockwood West Bank Manager
Bob Cunningham Thomas Guppy
Ildefonso San Félix Customs Official
Manolita Barroso Dianne
Rafael Albaicín Waiter
Ángel Jiménez 1st Gipsy Boy
Juan Jiménez 2nd Gipsy Boy
Name Job
Carol Reed Director
Shelley Smith Novel
Bert Bates Editor
William Alwyn Original Music Composer
Maurice Binder Main Title Designer
John Dark Production Supervisor
Harold Haysom Second Unit Director
Bob Jones Sound Recordist
George Frost Makeup Artist
Peter Bolton Assistant Director
Muir Mathieson Conductor
Roberto Roberts Production Manager
Claude Hitchcock Sound Recordist
Peter Thornton Sound Editor
George Scott Hairdresser
Pedro Vidal Assistant Director
John Quested Unit Manager
Herbert Smith Assistant Art Director
John Harris Camera Operator
Angela Allen Continuity
John Mortimer Screenplay
Robert Krasker Director of Photography
John Stoll Art Direction
Ron Grainer Main Title Theme Composer
Name Title
John R. Sloan Associate Producer
Carol Reed Producer
Organization Category Person
Popularity Metrics

Popularity History


Year Month Avg Max Min
2024 4 9 13 4
2024 5 10 16 5
2024 6 8 15 4
2024 7 12 27 5
2024 8 9 14 6
2024 9 10 16 5
2024 10 8 13 5
2024 11 7 11 4
2024 12 5 8 3
2025 1 5 8 2
2025 2 4 7 1
2025 3 3 9 1
2025 6 1 1 1
2025 7 0 1 0
2025 8 1 2 0
2025 9 2 4 1
2025 10 3 4 2

Trending Position


No trending metrics available.

Return to Top

Reviews

John Chard
7.0

You love it, don't you? I mean, you love taking risks and teasing him because you think he's trying to catch you. The Running Man is directed by Carol Reed and is adapted to screenplay by John Mortimer from the novel "The Ballad of the Running Man" written by Shelley Smith. It stars Lee Remick, ... Laurence Harvey and Alan Bates. Music is by William Alwyn and cinematography by Robert Krasker. Miffed about missing out on an insurance pay out due to a financial technicality, Rex (Harvey) decides to get his own back. He takes out a massive policy and fakes his own death, which subsequently sees his gal Stella (Remick) get the pay out and they run off to sunny climes to live it up. However, when insurance investigator Stephen (Bates) turns up, the deceit and personality shifts begin to hang heavy on the situation. You see the names Reed and Krasker as a pairing and it instantly conjures up images of truly great film noir in magical monochrome. So watching The Running Man in booming colour makes it something of a first time viewing curio. It looks terrific, no problems on that score, the Andalucía locations sparkle and Remick is positively ravishing. Narrative is pretty much a straight three hander, where Rex and Stella try to keep Stephen from finding out the truth of their swizzle, but as Rex becomes more agitated and gruff, Stella begins to wane as Stephen likewise appears to be attracted to her. Sadly, with the pic in booming colour, there's a lack of peril like menace in the atmosphere, it's all too pretty. As a story this would have had a greater impact in moody monochrome. This is never more felt with the midsection of the piece, where the cat and mousery of the deception becomes a bit too meandering, it lacks an edge. Yet the final quarter saves the pic, as things pick up a couple of gears and truths start to will out, we get taken on a thrilling ride that rewards those who stayed the course. It's lower tier Reed and Krasker, and even though it's Hitchcock like in plotting, it doesn't have the wherewithal to reach great suspenseful heights. However, it's a good film, with interesting characterisations, beautiful locales and a finale that has dramatic worth - nifty opening title credits as well! 7/10

May 16, 2024
moviesteve
N/A

Say The Running Man and most people think of a not particularly good Arnold Schwarzenegger sci-fi/action movie from 1987. But there is another one, from 1963, starring Laurence Harvey, Lee Remick and Alan Bates, and it’s all about a man who gets a sniff of money and it drives him nuts. The actio ... n kicks off in London, where grieving widow Stella (Remick) is making a great show of burying her much loved husband, who recently died in a glider accident off the south coast. But Rex (Harvey) isn’t dead, and the staged accident was part of a scheme to get one over on the insurance company who had, Rex feels, got one over on him by not paying out when he had an earlier plane crash. The fact that the policy had expired and so he wasn’t insured at all doesn’t seem to have entered Rex’s distortion field, but then there is much about Rex that isn’t quite right. Rex and Stella’s brief London reunion is interrupted by the arrival of Stephen (Bates), an insurance salesman who has a few questions about the accident (no body, see) and the policy. But this one is valid, it turns out, so the company does pay up and Stella has soon joined Rex in Spain, where he now has a new identity as an Australian sheep farmer, is swanking about in a big American car and is generally chucking money about. The end. No, actually, that’s the beginning. Spain is where the action really gets going, when the couple, now posing as two people who have just met, bump into Stephen, who just happens to be on holiday out there, or so he says. A neat who’s-zooming-who thriller takes wing, spiced up by the fact that Stephen has the hots for Stella, and Stella might have them for him too, or is she just trying to make her increasingly boorish husband take notice of her? This is a film designed as a blockbuster, from its James Bond-like title sequence by Maurice Binder, to its bright, colour-soaked “all the lights on” look of a sort favoured by Blake Edwards (The Pink Panther came out the same year) and a noirish North by Northwest-y score by William Alwyn (this was his last). The director is in fact Carol Reed, who’s reunited with his The Third Man cinematographer Robert Krasker for a demonstration that they have other strings to their bow – no sign of expressionist tilting angles here, though the whole initial set up of a man presumed to be dead who actually isn’t is distinctly Third Man-ish. Reed and Krasker give us the dusty, sun-baked south of Spain just as tourism was getting underway – it’s still old ladies dressed in black, donkeys and urchin kids begging for pesetas – and there is a lot of it. It worked in post-War Vienna in The Third Man, where the devastated city added edge to a story about wretched people. Here… not so much. Reed gives us so much Spain – flamenco, bull rings etc – that there’s not much room left for tension. It’s an interesting role for Harvey. Rex is a massively entitled, barely likeable man from the moment he arrives on the screen, and become increasingly self-centred and self-regarding as the film goes by. The money goes to his head. Harvey already had Room at the Top, Butterfield 8 and The Manchurian Candidate under his belt when he made this, and though he probably hadn’t realised it, his star prestige was already slipping. Aloof unsympathetic characters aren’t what audiences want to see, though doesn’t he play them well? Remick is the best thing in the film, still girlish, supple and capable of nuance, before that staring, Stepford transformation later in her career. Bates plays it as straight as he can as the straightforward guy whose every word might be bogus. The scaffolding of the story is sound and the predicament of three people winding themselves further towards an apocalypse by sticking absolutely to their stories – the widow, the sheep farmer, the holidaymaker – gives the film its edge and its claim on your time. Not bad at all, though a certain nostalgia for films of this era does help.

Jul 26, 2022