Rose-Marie
Directed by W. S. Van Dyke
Written by Frances Goodrich, Albert Hackett and Alice D.G. Miller
from a musical by Otto A. Harbach and Oscar Hammerstein II with music by Rudolf Friml
1936/USA
Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer
First viewing
Marie de Flor: That’s the worst orchestra and the worst conductor I’ve ever sung with! [To the tenor] Marie de Flor: And what was the idea of holding every high A longer than I did?!?
This sentimental musical was the second starring the Jeannette MacDonald/Nelson Eddy pairing and became their best-known film.
MacDonald plays Marie de Flor, a temperamental operatic soprano. When she discovers her brother (James Stewart) is in trouble with the law and needs money, she heads incognito off to the Canadian backwoods with an Indian guide. There she meets Mountie Sgt. Bruce (Nelson Eddie), who is on the track of her brother. He guesses her identity almost immediately but pretends not to know so that she will inadvertently guide him to his quarry. Meanwhile, they fall in love. With Allan Jones as the opera tenor and Una O’Connor as Marie’s maid.
This is not as sappy as it might appear from seeing the “Indian Love Call” clip out of context as it is often anthologized. Nelson Eddy can’t help being wooden but Jeanette MacDonald is a natural comedienne and in splendid voice here. The scenery (Lake Tahoe IRL) is magnificent and James Stewart makes quite a handsome and rakish outlaw in a small part. Even the “Indian Love Call” is touching when seen in context and in its various reprises.
I wonder if a popular entertainment could be made today where the first five minutes or so was a unsubtitled excerpt from Guonod’s Romeo and Juliet and the conclusion featured a long extract from the conclusion of Tosca. Somehow I doubt it. Nelson Eddy was so jealous of Allan Jones’s performance that he persuaded the studio to cut Jones’s big aria. Jones did put Eddy to shame in the singing department.
