International House (1933)

International House
Directed by A. Edward Sutherland
Written by Francis Martin and Walter DeLeon
1933/US
Paramount Pictures
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Repeat viewing/Criterion Channel

[Peggy finds a litter of assorted kittens on her seat]
Peggy: I wonder what their parents were.
Professor Quail: Careless, my little dove cake, careless.

Another preposterous story allows Paramount to show off its stable of talent.

Professor Wong  is ready to show off and sell his new invention, “radioscope” – i.e., television.  People come from all over the world to the International House Hotel in Wu Hu (you can imagine the jokes), China to bid on the phenomenon.  The principal rivals are a Russian (Bela Lugosi) and young American Tommy Nash (Stuart Erwin).  Both of these have romantic troubles.  Professor Quail (W.C. Fields) drops in in his auto-gyro.  With Burns and Allen; Rudy Vallee; Sterling Holloway; Francis Pangborn; Cab Calloway; and Baby Rose Marie.

This is 68 minutes of fun.  But Cab Calloway’s “Reefer Man” number alone makes the film worth watching.  Baby Rose Marie belts out a perverse version of “My Bluebird’s Singing the Blues”.  I enjoyed myself.

This Day and Age (1933)

This Day and Age
Directed by Cecil B. deMille
Written by Bartlett Cormack
1933/US
Paramount Pictures
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First viewing/Criterion Channel

“And these children that you spit on
As they try to change their worlds
Are immune to your consultations.
They’re quite aware of what they’re going through. – “Changes” by David Bowie

Cecil  B. DeMille makes even a crime story into an epic.

A high school holds a “Boy’s Day” in which the senior boys shadow city officials such as a District Attorney, a Chief of Police, a Judge, etc.  Simultaneously, a Jewish tailor is slain by Louis Garrett (Charles Bickford), the boss of a protection racket.  The boys try to get justice for their friend from the officials they are shadowing.  They learn the justice system is entirely corrupt.  So they organize the boys from all the high schools to apprehend Garrett for some vigilante justice.  Part of their scheme involves Gay Merrick’s (Judith Allen) agreement with her boyfriend (Richard Cromwell) to detain an enforcer who “likes his olives green”.  With John Carradine under the name John Peter Richmond in a small part as an Assistant Principal.

This is a strange movie to say the least.  The story and dialogue are somewhat naive.   But deMille directs the cast of thousands to great effect.  The “trial” at the end reminded me of the trial by the criminals in Fritz Lang’s M (1931), without the pathos of Peter Lorre. Very pre-Code.

 

I’m No Angel (1933)

I’m No Angel
Directed by Wesley Ruggles
Written by Mae West
1933/US
Paramount Pictures
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Repeat viewing/Criterion Channel

Tira: Beulah, peel me a grape.

This has everything a Mae West movie should have, including a young Cary Grant.

Tira (West) is a sensation with her act in the sidehow of a circus.  She plays her many admirers like a fiddle.  Most of this involves the receipt of diamond bracelets and some sexual innuendos.  Finally, Tira is courted by Kirk Lawrence (Kent Taylor) and he asks her to marry him.  Problem is Kirk is already engaged.  Both the fiancee and friend Jack Clayton (Grant) try to persuade her to drop him.

Jack does succeed in breaking up the relationship but only because he falls in love with Tira himself.  When he hears damning information, he calls off their engagement.  This leads to a funny breach of promise trial.

The suggestive one-liners fly and West does some good musical numbers.  I’m especially fond of “They Call Me Sister Honky Tonk”.  I enjoyed this one a lot.

 

Design for Living (1933)

Design for Living
Directed by Ernst Lubitsch
Written by Ben Hecht from a play by Noel Coward
1933/US
Paramount Pictures
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Repeat viewing/Criterion Channel

Gilda Farrell: We’re going to concentrate on work – your work. My work doesn’t count. I think you boys have a great deal of talent; but, too much ego. You spend one day working and a whole month bragging. Gentlemen, there are going to be few changes. I’m going to jump up and down on your ego. I’m going to criticize your work with a baseball bat. I’m going to tell you every day how bad your stuff is until you get something good and if it’s good I’m going to tell you it’s rotten till you get something better. I’m going to be a mother of the arts. – – No sex.
George Curtis, Tom Chambers: No.
Gilda Farrell: It’s a gentlemen’s agreement.

Fortunately Gilda is no gentleman and Ernst Lubitsch takes his celebrated touch just about as far as it can go in this delightful, sophisticated comedy.

The setting is Paris, France.  As the story starts, Gilda Farrell (Miriam Hopkins) is drawing a caricature of two young men who are sleeping in their train seats.  These are George Curtis (Gary Cooper), a painter, and Tom Chambers (Fredric March), a playwright.  Gilda is a commercial artist who works for strait-laced Max Plunkett (Edward Everett Horton).  Both men start flirting with Gilda in French.  But soon enough it comes out that they are all Americans.

The two men share a flat in Paris.  Both fall in love with Gilda and she with them, but Gilda can’t decide who she likes most.  Finally, she decides they should remain platonic friends. She will move in and act as taskmaster and muse for the artistic endeavors of the men.

Before you know it George has a gallery show and Tom’s play is produced in London. When Tom has to travel to participate in the production, George is left alone with Gilda. Thereafter, all bets are off.

Turn about is fair play and the year after making the two-women-love-one man triangle in Trouble in Paradise (1932), Lubitsch pulled off an even more audacious two-men-love-one-woman triangle in this film. And all the parties remain so civilized!  The Ben Hecht screenplay sparkles as bright as the acting and direction. Very, very Pre-Code and highly recommended.

Murders in the Zoo (1933)

Murders in the Zoo
Directed by A. Edward Sutherland
Written by Phillip Wylie and Seton I Miller
1933/US
Paramount Pictures
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First viewing/Criterion Channel

Eric Gorman: [Said while sewing Taylor’s mouth shut] Mongolian Prince taught me this, Taylor. An ingenius device for the right occasion. You’ll never lie to a friend again, and you’ll never kiss another man’s wife.

If they had ditched the comic relief and the young lovers, this could have been an effective horror film.

Eric Gorman (Lionel Atwill) is a megalomaniac and is insanely jealous of his young wive Evelyn (Kathleen Burke “The Panther Woman”).  Worse he has a cruel, sadistic streak.  He and wife have just returned from a trip to the Orient where they collected animals for the zoo.  Despite Eric’s past horrific revenge on those who dare to come near her, Evelyn started a romance with Roger Hewitt (John Lodge) on the voyage home and has decided to leave Eric.  The body count mounts.

Simultaneously, we get the story of antivenin researcher Dr. Jack Woodward (Randolph Scott) and his fiance (Gail Patrick).  In addition, the zoo has hired Peter Yates (Charlie Ruggles) to publicize the new animals.  He attempts to do this despite the fact that he is plastered 100% of the time.

I don’t know why but Lionel Atwill always gives me the creeps.  He seems to relish performing these perverse characters just a little too much.  The horror parts are really solid.  The rest of the movie is the definition of mediocre.

Trouble in Paradise (1932)

Trouble in Paradise
Directed by Ernst Lubitsch
Written by Samson Raphaelson from a play by Aladar Lazlo
1932/US
Paramount Pictures
IMDb page
Repeat viewing/Criterion Channel
One of 1001 Movies You Must See Before You Die

Mariette Colet: Afraid I’m ruining your reputation, Monsieur La Valle?
Gaston Monescu: No, yours, madame.
Mariette Colet: Monsieur La Valle, I have a confession to make to you. You like me. In fact, you’re crazy about me. Otherwise, you wouldn’t think about my reputation. Isn’t that so? But, incidentally, I don’t like you. I don’t like you at all. And I wouldn’t hesitate one instant to ruin your reputation…

If you are going to do a love triangle, it should be with this panache, otherwise known as the “Lubitsch touch”.

The story begins in Venice.  Suave gentleman Gaston Monescu (Herbert Marshall) has invited Countess Lily (Miriam Hopkins) for dinner and possible seduction in his rooms. Before the dinner is over Lily and Gaston have discovered they are both con artists and thieves.  Their mutual admiration of their skills leads to love.

Time passes and the two are living together in Paris.  There they learn of Madame Mariette Colet (Kay Francis), a widow and perfume heiress. Gaston steals her extremely expensive evening bag.  She offers a generous reward, more than could be got from fencing the bag, so Gaston returns it to her.  The attraction is immediate and Mariette offers him a job as her secretary.  The two begin a delicious flirtation and seduction.  Gaston spends less and less time with Lily.  But Lily is not about to let him go without a fight.  With Edward Everett Horton and Charlie Ruggles as Mme Colet’s suitors and Robert Grieg as a butler.

This film exemplifies the “Lubitsch touch” with its sophisticated wit and tasteful sexuality. Kay Francis’ wardrobe and the art deco sets are also spectacular.  Kay is at her warmest and sexiest.  Well, everything about it is practically perfect.  A delight and highly recommended.

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Dixiana (1930)

Dixiana
Directed by Luther Reed
Written by Luther Reed and Anne Caldwell
1930/US
RKO Radio Pictures
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First viewing/YouTube

Peewee: Madame, do you know the cigar game?

Unless you are a fan of mediocre melodramatic operettas, the only reason to see this is the comic relief provided by Wheeler and Woolsey.

The story takes place in the antebellum South, mostly in New Orleans.  Dixiana (Bebe Daniels) is the star of a “circus” (looks more like some kind of musical review).  She loves Carl Van Horn (Everett Marshall), a Southern gentleman.  He brings her home to meet his parents and her mother will not have a circus performer in the family.  In the meantime, evil casino owner Royal Montague (Ralf Harolde) schemes to make her his own.

Bert Wheeler and Robert Woolsey are performers in the show and are always around when something is going on with Dixiana.  Dorothy Lee shows up late in the proceedings to do her obligatory song and dance with Wheeler.  Bill ‘Bojangles’ Robinson does a tap dance in the show.  It was his first film appearance.

If this had not had Wheeler and Woolsey, I would not have watched it.  They were enough to provide some entertainment.  Otherwise this is just mediocre.  The songs, other than the Wheeler and Lee number aren’t catchy and are sung in overblown operatic voices.

 

This Is the Night (1932)

This Is the Night
Directed by Frank Tuttle
Written by Benjamin Glazer and George Marion Jr. from a play by Henry Falk and Rene Peter
1932/US
Paramount Pictures
IMDb page
First viewing/Criterion Channel

Gerald Gray: Claire, the moment you meet a man, right after you’ve said ‘how do you do?’ you should add ‘my husband throws javelins’.

Sophisticated early screwball comedy has that Lubitsch touch, without Lubitsch.

Stephen Mattewson (Cary Grant) is competing in the javelin event at the 1932 Los Angeles Oympics.  He returns home to Paris early, just in time to catch wife Claire (Thelma Todd) evidently planning a trip to Venice with paramour Gerald Grey (Roland Young).  Friend of the family Bunny West (Charles Ruggles) tells Stephen the two tickets were for Gerald and his new wife.  Stephen insists that he and Claire will accompany them on the trip.  So Gerald has to come up with a wife.  He does, in the form of poor but spectacular Germaine (Lili Dalmita).

The foursome plus Bunny arrive in Venice.  From there on it is a comedy of errors in which everybody really knows what’s going on but each is trying to milk the last bit of embarrassment for the others out of the situation.

I have special affection for Young and Ruggles and they add a lot of wit to the film.  Cary Grant already had a handle on the perfect delivery for this kind of dialogue.  Paris and Venice are obviously on the studio back lot but charming none-the-less.  This picture contains some sung dialogue – as when taxi drivers inform the world that “Madame has lost her dress!  I got used to this rapidly.  It is not a musical by any means, though. Recommended.

This was Grant’s first film performance.

 

Merrily We Go to Hell (1932)

Merrily We Go to Hell
Directed by Dorothy Arzner
Written by Edwin Justus Mayer from a play by Cleo Lucas
1931/US
Paramount Pictures
IMDb page
First viewing/Criterion Channel

Joan Prentice: I spent the morning realizing that we’re living in a modern world – where there’s no place for old-fashioned wives. You seem to want a modern wife and that’s what I’m going to be. You see, I’d rather go merrily to Hell with you than alone.

The sad story of marriage to an alcoholic, expertly delivered by Sylvia Sidney and Fredric March.

Jerry Corbett (March) is an alcoholic newspaper reporter/aspiring playwright.  One night he chances to meet heiress Joan Corbett at a party.  He is attracted and she appears to be swept off her feet despite his evident inebriation.  During their courtship, Jerry lets Joan down over and over again.  Joan’s father violently objects to Jerry and opposes their eventual plans to marry.  But Joan remains madly in love and he realizes he can’t stop them and goes with the flow.

Joan helps Jerry sober up, settle down, and finish writing his play, which is about his breakup with his ex-girlfriend.  They are happy during this time.  Then the play is accepted for production.  The leading lady is the ex-girlfriend and soon Jerry is off the wagon again. The couple moves to New York.

The play is a great success.  Jerry shows up very late and totally blotto to his own cast party.  He takes up with the ex-girlfriend again, making no effort to disguise this from Joan.  So Joan decides that what is good for the gander is good for the goose.  She begins drinking and starts going to drinking parties with other men, including Charlie Baxter (Cary Grant).  Things sort of go downhill from there.  Can Hollywood pull out a happy ending?

I have long maintained that Fredric March makes the most believable drunk in classic cinema and Sylvia Sidney is a favorite.  Arzner saw that the production of this sad story was told with realism and a light touch on the melodrama.  Very worth seeing.

Restoration trailer – English with French subtitles

Other Men’s Women (1931)

Other Men’s Women
Directed by William A. Wellman
Written by Maude Fulton and William K. Wells
1931/US
Warner Brothers
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First viewing/Amazon Prime rental

Bill White: I love you, Lily. And I want ya. And if you are here or near me, I’ll take you. You understand? I’ll take you.

William Wellman blends exciting railway action with a love triangle made more palatable by the excellent acting of all concerned.

Bill White (Grant Withers) is a hard-drinking locomotive engineer and ladies’ man.  He is currently hanging out with drinking buddy Marie (Joan Blondell) who is after him to marry her.  He shares duties in the same locomotive with colleague and best friend Jack (Regis Toomey). Both are railroad men through and through.  Jack thinks Bill should settle down and invites him to dinner at his home with his wife Lily (Mary Astor).  Bill eventually moves in with the couple and quits drinking.

There has been an unspoken sexual tension between Bill and Lily.  One day, they declare their love and seal it with a kiss.  Bill decides the best thing to do is move out which leads Jack to figure out something is going on with Bill and Lily.

This revelation occurs on the locomotive and the two begin fist fighting furiously.  In the process, Jack is thrown off the train.  The incident leaves him blind.

Bill begins drinking again and is back with Marie.  I think I’ll stop here except to say that the climax of the film is an unbelievable but spectacular.  With James Cagney in a small speaking part as one of the railway workers.  He even does a little dance (see below)!

I love Mary Astor and I thought she was very appealing in this.  It’s Grant Withers’s movie though and he acquitted himself admirably.  As did everyone else.  If the fairly standard tragic love triangle is pretty routine, there is all that spectacular train action to enjoy.