Blondie Directed by Frank R. Strayer Written by Richard Flourney based on the comic strip by Chic Young 1938/US Columbia Pictures IMDb page
First viewing/Amazon Prime rental
“I’m not offended by all the dumb blonde jokes because I know I’m not dumb… and I also know that I’m not blonde.” ~ Dolly Parton
For some reason I had always assumed that these were just B movie filler. Imagine my delight at how downright funny this was!
In this one, Dagwood (Arthur Lake) is in the hot water again when a loan he has foolishly co-signed comes due. Mr. Dithers (Jonathan Hale) gives him one day to win a large contract from cranky H. P. Hazlip (Gene Lockhart) or be fired. His furniture and marriage are on the line. As usual Blondie (Penny Singleton) saves the day, helped by Dagwood and H.P.’s mutual love of tinkering.
The plot isn’t important. It’s all the funny interactions of Blondie, Dagwood, Baby Dumpling, and Daisy the Dog whom the actors make leap out of the comic strip. Don’t wait as long as I did to find out what this series was about.
The Shopworn Angel Directed by H.C. Potter Written by Waldo Salt based on a story by Dana Burnet 1938/US Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer IMDb page
First viewing/Amazon Prime Rental
Pvt. William ‘Texas’ Pettigrew: Dying’s a lot like being in love. You can’t imagine it until it’s right on top of you.
The story is set in 1917 New York. Margaret Sullavan is a musical star on Broadway. She keeps company with rich, sophisticated Walter Pidgeon. James Stewart is a soldier on leave as he waits for orders to be shipped to the frontlines in France. He is as naive as they come, hailing from a horse ranch in Texas. James meets Margaret by chance and soon has a massive crush on her. She humors him out of sort of a sense of duty, though clearly a sort of affection develops. I will say no more but the plot and its resolution seemed very odd to me.
I think this was supposed to be a tearjerker but the way the love triangle was handled failed to move me. Anyway, the stars shone and it was an entertaining movie.
Sidewalks of London (AKA “St. Martins Lane”) Directed by Tim Whelan Written by Clemence Dane 1938/UK Mayflower Pictures Corporation IMDb page
First viewing/Amazon Prime rental
Charles Staggers: There ain’t no answer. You’re after justice and logic. There ain’t no justice, and there ain’t no logic. The world ain’t made that way. Everything’s luck, see. And good temper. And if you can take a joke. The whole of life’s a joke.
I loved this movie so much!
Charles Staggers (Charles Laughton) is a street performer who does dramatic recitations in London’s theater district for tips. (One of the delights of this movie is how badly he acts while doing these recitations). One night gutter snipe Liberty (just the one name “like Garbo” (Vivien Leigh)) steals sixpence from him. Later he runs into her at a food stall where he catches her stealing high-society Harley Prentiss’s (Rex Harrison) gold cigarette case. Instead of reporting her to the cops, he takes her in hand. Then he discovers what an absolutely lovely singer and dancer she is. He puts together an new act featuring her dancing to the singing of himself and a couple of other buskers.
Starrett had turned the cigarette case over to the police in hopes of getting a reward. This reunites Liberty with Prentiss, who is a composer for the musical theater. Leigh’s star rises as Laughton slowly falls apart.
I thought this movie was an absolute delight. Leigh may never have been so downright adorable. She really dances beautifully. And it need hardly be said that Laughton is excellent both as a comedian and as a pathetic figure. There’s a part where he is reciting Kipling’s “If” where he shifts from bombast to emotion and back again that is a wonder. It’s a bittersweet story that grabbed me and didn’t let go. Highly recommended.
Three Comrades Directed by Frank Borzage Written by F. Scott Fitzgerald and Edward E. Paramore Jr. from a novel by Erich Maria Remarque 1938/US Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer IMDb page
First viewing/Amazon Prime rental
Gottfried Lenz: I drink to those who think of home tonight. I drink to the peace they hope to find at home now that peace has come to them at war.
This is a sweet, if sad, look at the lives of three war buddies between Wars and the affection for the same woman that only draws them closer together.
Erich Lohkamp (Robert Taylor), Otto Koster (Franchot Tone), and Gottfried Lenz (Robert Young) served together in the German army during WWI. They remain close after the war and open an auto repair shop together. They struggle to survive amid the depression and chaos of Berlin during these years. The men meet a vivacious woman named Patricia Hollman (Margaret Sullavan) and the four are now inseparable. It is Erich that she marries. Unfortunately, Patricia has consumption which worsens and forces her to go to a sanitorium they can ill afford.
The stars are all quite charming and this is a very watchable film.
The Big Broadcast of 1938 Directed by Mitchell Leisen
Written by Walter DeLeon, Frances Martin, et al
1938/USA
Paramount Pictures
Repeat viewing /Netflix rental
[box] S.B. Bellows: Meet me down in the bar! We’ll drink breakfast together.[/box]
I couldn’t pass up the opportunity to hear “Thanks for the Memory” again in its original version. The rest of this review-style movie … not so much.
S.B. Bellows (W.C. Fields) owns a cruise-liner, the Gigantic which is in a Trans-Atlantic race with the rival Colossal. Bellows intends to board the Colossal to sabotage its effort but he gets on the wrong ship. On the Gigantic, Buzz Fielding (Bob Hope) is emceeing a radio broadcast of the race. His fiancée (Dorothy Lamour) accompanies him but soon gets captivated by a young inventor. Near the end, Bellows’ daughter Martha (Martha Raye) is picked up from a ship-wreck. She is known for breaking mirrors with her face and otherwise causing havoc. With such specialty acts as Shep Fields and His Rippling Rhythm Orchestra, Ben Blue, Kirsten Flagstand, and Tizo Guizar.
This movie has little to recommend it besides the song unless you are a fan of W.C. Fields. In that case, he does his classic golf and billiard sketches and participates in other funny business. I thought it was interesting that Fields and Raye got top billing. Bob Hope who has the most on-screen time, I think, is well down with Shep Fielding on the poster.
Ralph Ranger and Leo Robin won an Academy Award for Best Music, Original Song
for “Thanks for the Memory”, which went on to become Bob Hope’s theme song.
Clip – Bob Hope and Shirley Ross singing “Thanks for the Memory”
Letter of Introduction Directed by John M. Stahl
Written by Sheridan Gibney and Leonard Spigelgass; story by Bernice Boone
1938/USA
Universal Pictures
First viewing/Netflix rental
[box]Tagline: Truly Great Entertainment – Great in theme…great in cast…and the great scalawag Charlie McCarthy[/box]
This is a truly odd little movie and not particularly interesting either.
Kay Martin (Andrea Leeds) is a struggling young actress who lives in a theatrical boarding house with a dance team (George Murphy and Rita Johnson), a ventriloquist (Edgar Bergen) and Cora (Eve Arden). She has been carrying around a mysterious letter of introduction for months, believing it will get her a break in the theater. Barry, the male half of the dance team, is in love with her.
When aging alcoholic movie star John Mannering (Adolphe Menjou) returns to town with his fiancee (Ann Sheritan), Kay takes the letter to him. It is a letter from Kay’s mother informing Mannering that he is Kay’s father. Mannering is overjoyed at the news but reluctant for the public to find out since he thinks it would age him to have a daughter about the age of his fiancée. But he does want to spend lots of time with Kay, leading everyone, including Barry and the fiancée, to believe they are having a fling.
Any movie with Eve Arden can’t be all bad and there is nothing exactly wrong with this one despite some melodrama. The odd thing is that some long sequences of Edgar Bergen’s comedy act with Charlie McCarthy have been shoehorned into the story. Whether this adds to the movie will depend on your opinion of the act.
Sex Madness Directed by Dwain Esper
Written by Joseph Seiden and Vincent Valentini
1938/USA
Cinema Service Corp.
First viewing/Netflix rental
[box] First title card: Down through the ages, has rushed a menace more dangerous than the worst criminal. Syphilis. Let us seize this monster and stamp out forever its horrible influence.[/box]
King of Schlock Dwain Esper brings us another abysmal “educational” exploitation film, this time about the scourge of syphilis.
The story begins with a reformer giving a rant about syphilis and the “sex industry”. His son complains that his father is not up with the times and leaves to “see a friend”. He winds up at the most chaste burlesque show on record. The audience is full of leering horn dogs, however. Meanwhile, a girl laments her boring job in the reformer’s office. Her clearly lesbian co-worker encourages her to become a stripper and takes the girl to the same burlesque show where she makes a pass. This prelude has little relation to the remaining story which concerns one of the burlesque dancers, Millicent.
Poor Millicent is deeply in love with her small town boyfriend Wendall. But Millicent foolishly left for Sin City (New York) after winning a beauty contest intent on winning fame and fortune. The only job she can get is as a “party girl”. At her first party, she is given a few sips of champagne and “gives herself” to a man. She immediately falls ill with syphilis from this one indiscretion. She must seek work in the burlesque show. Millicent gets help from a kindly doctor who says after a few months of treatment she can go home but must continue treatment until she is fully cleared before she can marry Wendall. He warns against quacks who promise quick cures for big bucks.
But Wendall can hardly wait to get married and Millicent finds a doctor who tells her for $100 she will be cured within a month. After the “cure” the couple marries, but in about a year the baby gets sick and Wendall is having problems with his eyes ….
Anyone who attended this masterpiece expecting erotic thrills was sorely disappointed. Anyone who expected acting was a fool. This is bad, bad stuff. Still, I got several big laughs out of some of the really ludicrous situations so all was not lost. The ending must be seen to be believed.
The Masseurs and a Woman (“Anma to onna”) Directed by Hiroshi Shimuzu
Written by Hiroshi Shimuzu
1938/Japan
Shôchiku Eiga
First viewing/Streaming on Hulu Plus
I think these slice-of-life films by Shimuzu are delightful even if they are mostly uneventful.
Two blind masseurs migrate with the seasons, serving seaside spas in winter and mountain spas in summer with the rest of their kind. We meet them walking up the hill to their mountain employment. Their great joy is overtaking other pedestrians and passing them by. When they arrive, one becomes interested in a mysterious lady client from Tokyo. She also interests a single man raising his young nephew. The rest of the story looks at the interactions of these people and the masseur’s efforts to work out what the lady is doing at the spa.
I’m trying to figure out why I find these Japanese films so interesting while I would probably be bored with a Hollywood story that was about so little. Maybe it is that the Japanese films feel like real life. At any rate, Shimizu is rapidly becoming a favorite director.
Of Human Hearts Directed by Clarence Brown
Written by Bradbury Foote from the story “Benefits Forgot” by Honore Morrow
1938/USA
Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer
First viewing/Warner Archives DVD
[box] Rev. Ethan Wilkins: [after Jason has rejected and mocked the old black coat that sister Clarke has donated him] Pride… Pride and selfishness. They’re out of place in our family, Jason. Unless you conquer them they’re going to make you unhappy, and those who love you unhappy, too. All you seem to think about is that “doctor book.”[/box]
This picture has everything going for it but the story was a bit too slight to hook me.
Preacher Ethan Wilkins (Walter Huston) receives the call to minister to a tiny community on the American frontier in Ohio. When he arrives with his wife Mary (Beulah Bondi) and 12-year-old son Jason, the townspeople renege on the promised salary of $400 per year and will provide most of the remainder in old clothes and food. Ethan and Mary are resigned to this but Jason chafes under this system of charity and hand-me-downs all his life. Ethan is quick to whip Jason for ingratitude or talking back. Mary secretly pets the boy.
Jason makes friends with the vaguely alcoholic town doctor (Charles Coburn). A medical book he borrows gives him his life’s calling. When he is grown, Jason (James Stewart) leaves for Baltimore to go to medical school. Although, he also works at the school he must constantly write home for money. His mother continuously sells the few valuable possessions the family accumulated before moving to Ohio to finance her son’s education.
When Jason, goes off to serve in the Civil War, he eventually stops writing home causing his mother to think he may have been killed. In her anxiety, she writes to the President. With an unrecognizable John Carradine as Lincoln, Guy Kibbee as the greedy local grocer, and Gene Lockhart as Jason’s schoolmate and sidekick.
The acting and production of this film are top-notch. The only thing I can fault is the lack of action in the story. It is basically one example after another of Jason’s ingratitude. It is a common every-day kind of ingratitude that kind of made the movie drag for me. This film remains an example of some very fine Golden Age acting and is probably worth seeing for that alone.
Beulah Bondi was nominated for a Best Supporting Actress Oscar for her performance in Of Human Hearts.
The Terror of Tiny Town Directed by Sam Newfield
Written by Fred Myton and Clarence Marks
1938/USA
Jed Buell Productions/Principal Productions
First viewing/Netflix rental
[box] Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen and children of all ages, we’re going to present for your approval a novelty picture with an all midget cast, the first of it’s kind to ever be produced. I’m told that it has everything, that is everything that a western should have.[/box]
I found myself actually enjoying this exploitation picture. I have definitely seen worse Westerns.
The Terror of Tiny Town features every component of the Westerns of the day including: feuding ranchers, a Romeo and Juliet romance between their kin, a cattle-rustling villain, his saloon-singer sweetie, a corrupt sheriff, and comic-relief townspeople. But this Western adds a bunch of songs that are just the icing on the cake.
Is it wrong to enjoy an all-midget, all-singing Western? Then I must plead guilty. Once I got past the concept, I enjoyed it as much as the best “B” Western I have ever seen.
The plot isn’t important. It’s all the funny interactions of Blondie, Dagwood, Baby Dumpling, and Daisy the Dog whom the actors make leap out of the comic strip. Don’t wait as long as I did to find out what this series was about.
