Directed by Alan Crosland
Written by Samson Raphaelson, Alfred A. Cohn, Jack Jarmuth
1927/US
Warner Bros.
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One of 1001 Movies You Must See Before You Die
Opening Title Card: In every living soul, a spirit cries for expression – – perhaps this plaintive, wailing song of Jazz is, after all, the misunderstood utterance of a prayer.
Well, I waited this long to see the first talkie. It didn’t amount to much.
The Rabinowitzes have been cantors at a synagogue for four generations. The current cantor (Warner Oland) is determined that his son Jakie will follow in his footsteps. However, young Jakie sneaks off whenever he can to sing in saloons. When Dad strikes Jakie for his latest indiscretion, he runs away vowing never to return. This breaks his mother’s (Eugenie Bessemer) heart. Dad disowns Jakie.
Jakie makes it big thanks to sweetie Mary Dale (May McCoy). But just as he is headed for his first opening night on Broadway, Dad falls ill and needs to find a replacement to sing on Yom Kippur.
Most of the elements of this movie irritate the hell out of me. First, I just cannot comprehend the appeal of Al Jolson. I suppose he can carry a tune, but his delivery is completely over the top. He also seems annoyingly full of himself. I don’t think any of his songs can be called “jazz”. The story and its emphasis on long-suffering motherhood is melodramatic to the max. Just an historically important dud in my book.
I think I liked The Jazz Singer a little better than you did. Well, there is a lot of cringe as my son calls it, and there is not much jazz here, but as an early vehicle for demonstrating sound in movies it does the job.
There is probably a good reason this is the only Al Jolson movie on the List
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Wow, your little boy is old enough to say cringe! How time flies. I wonder if Jolson’s appeal was specific to that time. There are so many other great singers and performers from that period that I doubt it. I’m going to park myself back there for awhile, anywhere. So many great films that I have not yet review.
Somehow, Ordinary People is preventing me from finishing up 1980.
That was my opinion, too. It’s historically important, but why couldn’t we get a first talkie that was actually worth watching?
Well, at least some good ones followed/