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January 12, 2023

One Night of Love.

Review #1953: One Night of Love.

Cast: 
Grace Moore (Mary Barrett), Tullio Carminati (Giulio Monteverdi), Lyle Talbot (Bill Houston), Mona Barrie (Lally), Jessie Ralph (Angelina), Luis Alberni (Giovanni), Andrés de Segurola (Galuppi), and Nydia Westman (Muriel) Directed by Victor Schertzinger.

Review: 
Admittedly, you sometimes have to pull a name out of a hat when it comes to looking for directors to spotlight for the first time. Sometimes you have to take stock and realize that some folks can fall by the wayside in the annals of time. Did you know that Victor Schertzinger was an Academy Award nominee? In the first ten years of the ceremony, roughly over two dozen people were considered for the award for Best Director combined, and Schertzinger was one of them, nominated in an brief time with just two other nominees for 1934. So yes, I would say losing to Frank Capra while W. S. Van Dyke is your other competition is possible grounds for a spotlight for a director dead for eight decades. But a man from Mahanoy City, Pennsylvania surely has more to note than something as weird as awards. For one thing, he was a violinist in his childhood, performing with orchestras and bands while attending Brown University and the University of Brussels before moving onto songwriting by the 1910s. His first venture into film came at the request of Thomas Ince. He, along with Reginald Barker and Raymond B. West, were directing the film Civilization, and Ince commissioned him to compose the orchestra accompaniment for the film. He was then recruited to become a director, starting with The Pinch Hitter (1917), the first of a handful of films with Charles Ray (popular for at time in the silent era as a "young wholesome hick") as star. Schertzinger has been called the first artist to write a musical score for a film. In all, Schertzinger directed films in both the silent and sound eras before his sudden death in 1941 from a heart attack at the age of 53. He had directed over eighty films and composed fifty scores, which included: Something to Sing About (1937), which featured a singing and dancing James Cagney, The Mikado (1939), an adaptation of the Gilbert and Sullivan opera with participation from the D'Oyly Carte Opera Company and Road to Singapore (1940)the first of a string of road films with Bing Crosby, Dorothy Lamour, and Bob Hope (there were seven in the next two decades, with Schertzinger directing the first two).

The film was based on an unproduced play developed by Charles Beaahan and Dorothy Speare, while James Gow, S.K. Lauren, and Edmund H. North helped write the screenplay. At the helm as star for this film was certainly a distinctly interesting choice: an operatic soprano nicknamed the "Tennessee Nightingale". She had a couple of film credits to her name at the turn of the 1930s, which included a debut with Irving Thalberg as producer in A Lady's Morals (1930). Moore went to Broadway first in 1920 before making her debut in opera in 1928, where she spent many seasons at the Metropolitan Opera singing countless operas (most notably Louise). She dabbled in film, appearing in eight of them from 1930 to 1939, but opera is generally her most known forte, aside from performances in support of the Allied Forces during World War II. Moore died in 1947 at the age of 48 in a plane crash. Her performance is manageable, one that seems best when performing opera or with songs (such as the title song, as written by the director), while the attempts at romance teeter a bit in credibility. You can see how this ended up being her most noted film as an actress: it hones appeal in her singing with a bit of naturalistic acting that lives and dies on the material. Carminati (an Italian film actor busy since the silent era) fares better, because his wry steely sensibility seems far more interesting as a contrast that doesn't seem implausible. Of course, since it is a film that has to eventually chug its way through misunderstandings, it can only maneuver itself so far with familiar beats. It may interest you to know that Talbot was a member of the first board of directors of the Screen Actors Guild in 1933, with his involvement in the labor union apparently affecting his career when it came to getting leading roles by the mid 1930s. He makes a decent straight man in support, never without edge but not looking to roll their eyes at such oddness. The movie is more of a curiosity with its opera and singing elements than any real romantic push, and it should be mentioned that the film was more of a hit with getting bookings in bigger theaters than with the rural circuit (a positive for Columbia, which saw two of its films vie for awards in the year that was the one for It Happened One Night). It proves involving with the singing done by Moore, which doesn't seem stilted to my ears. The film received six nominations for the Academy Awards, which ranged from its director to its star to its technical production, which resulted in wins for its music scoring and its sound recording alongside a technical award for Columbia Pictures due to its "Vertical Cut Disc Method". As a whole, the movie is a somewhat serviceable romance movie, achieving more interest with its dabbling in opera and singing more than the slowly developing game of insult-and-romance. Average, but a general winner for the folks that needed it most with Moore and Schertzinger to make it a useful curiosity for those interested.

Overall, I give it 7 out of 10 stars.

March 5, 2020

The Bank Dick.


Review #1354: The Bank Dick.

Cast: 
W.C. Fields (Egbert Sousé), Cora Witherspoon (Agatha Sousé), Una Merkel (Myrtle Sousé), Evelyn Del Rio (Elsie Mae Adele Brunch Sousé), Jessie Ralph (Mrs. Hermisillo Brunch), Grady Sutton (Og Oggilby), Franklin Pangborn (J. Pinkerton Snoopington), Shemp Howard (Joe Guelpe), Dick Purcell (Mackley Q. Greene), Russell Hicks (J. Frothingham Waterbury), Pierre Watkin (Mr. Skinner), and Jack Norton (A. Pismo Clam) Directed by Edward F. Cline (#877 - Three Ages)

Review: 
"You've heard the old legend that it's the little put-upon guy who gets the laughs, but I'm the most belligerent guy on the screen. I'm going to kill everybody. But, at the same time, I'm afraid of everybody—just a great big frightened bully"

Comedians can come in all shapes and sizes. They can deliver laughs on screen through sight gags, verbal puns, or through their comic persona. One can see many kinds of personas play out in film if they watch enough of them, and W. C. Fields is one that isn't easily forgotten. he was characterized for his misanthropic persona alongside a distinct hard-drinking drawl, with his strong presence often being identified with Fields (particularly his supposed hatred of dogs and kids). Fields' first talent was in juggling, entering vaudeville in 1898. He made his Broadway debut seven years later before appearing in the Ziegfeld Follies revue in 1915 to entertain the audience with a billiards skit. That year, he made his appearance in film for the first time with Pool Sharks, a short film. Not until 1924 did he return to film (due to stage-work), and he worked with various directors over the following decade ranging from D. W. Griffith (Sally of the Sawdust, That Royle Girl) to A. Edward Sutherland (It's the Old Army Game and five others). Health troubles led to his career slowing down in his final years, where he starred in just five films from 1938 to 1941, while making appearances in four other films in the following three years (along with continued radio appearances) before his death in 1946. at the age of 66. In any case, this was his penultimate starring role, for which he also contributed the story (under the pun name of Mahatma Kane Jeeves), while Richard A. Carroll helped with dialogue. Cline, who also began his career in vaudeville along with being one of the Keystone Kops, served as director, his fourth of five collaborations with Fields (the first was Million Dollar Legs in 1932). He believed in just letting Fields run with whatever he wanted to do, while editing out any undesired ad-libs (which tended to crack up the crew, including Cline at times).

Fields seems right at home with this film, a drunken crank who still manages to generate amusement alongside sympathy that makes for a entertaining sit at 72 minutes. He has a confidence to him in delivering zippy lines (whether when seeming drunk or not) and interacting with the others, whether that means pretending to be a film director or nearly throwing a urn at his daughter. He is exactly the kind of person we love to see be on screen with his flaws because they are the flaws we can see in ourselves. He may mistreat a kid or a mess with a comic foil, but we find ourselves laughing all the same. The film definitely has an episodic feel to it, particularly whether when seeing him as a director or in the saloon or the bank, but it never loses momentum at any rate. The rest of the cast keep up as useful foils, particularly with Sutton, Pangborn, and Howard. They have different manners of interacting against Fields (whether friendly or not), and they keep up with his antics just fine. The film builds itself up to a frantic chase sequence (complete with a re-used gag from one of Cline's earlier works) that makes for silly charm. One will have a fun time with this feature, a stand-out that represents Fields at the top of his game in making one laugh with entertainment. There should be no doubts about watching this to alleviate their curiosity, that much is for sure.

Overall, I give it 8 out of 10 stars.

August 27, 2012

Movie Night: San Francisco.

Review #231: San Francisco.

Cast
Clark Gable (Blackie Norton), Jeanette MacDonald (Mary Blake), Spencer Tracy (Father Tim Mullin), Jack Holt (Jack Burley), Jessie Ralph (Mrs. Burley), Ted Healy (Mat), Shirley Ross (Trixie), Margaret Irving (Della Bailey), Harold Huber (Babe), and Edgar Kennedy (Sheriff) Directed by W. S. Van Dyke.

Review
To begin with, the film is based on the 1906 earthquake of San Francisco. In the long run, the film is a grand spectacle. The cast does a great job, especially at the end, with the despair and misery captured well given the circumstances of the situation. Lastly, the film recreates the earthquake in the last few minutes, and it looks beautiful even to this day. All in all, this film still has entertainment value, that while being a bit dated and slow at times, still holds up after over 70 years.

Overall, I give it 8 out of 10 stars.