Showing posts with label Lyle Talbot. Show all posts
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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.

November 22, 2021

Jail Bait (1954).

Review #1761: Jail Bait.

Cast: 
Lyle Talbot (Inspector Johns), Steve Reeves (Lt. Bob Lawrence), Herbert Rawlinson (Dr. Boris Gregor), Clancy Malone (Don Gregor), Dolores Fuller (Marilyn Gregor), Timothy Farrell (Vic Brady), Theodora Thurman (Loretta), Bud Osborne (Paul McKenna), and Mona McKinnon (Miss Willis) Directed by Ed Wood (#183 - Plan 9 from Outer Space, #536 - Glen or Glenda, and #537 - Bride of the Monster)

Review: 
Sure, there are a handful of films to associate with Ed Wood that can be seen by anyone that stick in the cult consciousness, even though he did not direct as many films as one would think. His first feature film as director as Glen or Glenda (1953), if you remember; it was the first of ten features, although he ventured into decidely more racy intent with the last four (with the last one coming in 1972, six years before his death), and this isn't even counting his ventures in television (aired or not) and his screenplay contributions. It probalby makes sense that the films he was best known for involved sci-fi horror, but Jail Bait (1954) is in fact the first of two crime films that he would end up doing in his line of work. As such, Wood wrote the film with Alex Gordon, who actually would work again with Wood in Bride of the Monster (1955) while being more known for producing several films for American Interational Pictures in the span of a decade (such as The Lawless Rider). It may interest you to note that this was the first feature film for bodybuilder-turned-actor Steve Reeves, who later became popular in the decade for his work within Italian-made sword-and-sandal films (as such, this is actually one of only two American movies he ever did). This was the second of three appearances for Lyle Talbot, who actually was known for never saying no to any film offer. Herbert Rawlinson is here for his final film appearance in a lengthy career (since Bela Lugosi was not avaiable), and he actually died the day after he filmed his scenes of lung cancer.

One has to remember that Ed Wood really wanted to make serious movies. At the very least, he is certainly not the worst filmmaker of all-time (not in a world where Coleman Francis exists), and he probably isn't even the worst of his era. But he surely was not quite lucky with actually developing a fully competent feature if you look at stuff like this film, which believe it or not is probably less watchable than what would come from Wood. There is a reason folks remember Plan 9 from Outer Space (1959) moreso than this one. The title is obviously trying to bait you on, but it actually refers to one of the characters saying a gun is "jail bait". Of course, the true indicator comes with its attempt at a music score, a mixture of flamenco guitar and piano, which plays through the whole movie at if the whole film needed a jazzy score. Instead, it might drive one bonkers, because it doesn't exactly go with the attempt at film noir at any point in time, particularly since one will probably be making fun of the fact that all the action happens to take place at night. In short: the movie seems made of cardboard even at 71 minutes, but at least you can see the attempts at legitmacy within a stock attempt at hostage/troubled youth noir. Somehow, this seems like the kind of film that could have been cut in half and not really lose that much detail (in fact, there are prints that include a scene added in entirely to pad the length, and all it involves is a routine involving blackface minstrel); the face-swapping hostage stuff doesn't even happen until quite late in the feature (which might make one chuckle a reminder from another certain movie involving swapping faces), and a movie with little cast-mates won't exactly generate great tension. In short: it might not have as many dubious qualities to make light of like Wood's other features (trust me, if you look hard enough, you'll find them), but it doesn't exactly mean it is better than being a middling experience. Talbot and Rawlinson are probably the most professional of the attempts in acting, in that their rote nature is far more suited than one-time grocery-men or burly builders. Farrell barely even qualifies as a surly adversary, while Fuller and Thurman might as well be broomsticks. What you get here is a movie that would have been entirely forgettable without Wood as director, pure and simple. It drones and plods like a generic time, albeit one that isn't exactly as watchable as some of his other works, if you can understand that. As a whole, folks who want to look on Ed Wood and the six theatrical movies he made as director won't struggle with this film, whether they think it is a big turkey or not. 

Overall, I give it 4 out of 10 stars.

Next Time: Myra Breckinridge.

February 1, 2014

Movie Night: Glen or Glenda.


Review #536: Glen or Glenda.

Cast
Bela Lugosi (The Scientist), Timothy Farrell (Narrator/Dr. Alton), Ed Wood (Glen/Glenda), Dolores Fuller (Barbara), Lyle Talbot (Inspector Warren), Charlie Crafts (Johnny), and Conrad Brooks (Banker / Reporter / Pickup Artist / Bearded Drag) Directed by Ed Wood (#183 - Plan 9 from Outer Space)

Review
Glen or Glenda was Ed Wood's first film that he directed, and boy, it is a real weird one. Inspired by the story of Christine Jorgenson, producer George Weiss decided to exploit it for a film of his own, sans Jorgenson. Wood was recruited to star and direct this film, the only one he did not also produce, also recruiting Bela Lugosi (in the last stages of his career) to star as...a scientist with the most bizarre dialogue ever written for a non narrator, and the way he says "Beware! Beware of the big green dragon that sits on your doorstep. He eats little boys... Puppy dog tails, and BIG FAT SNAILS... Beware... Take care... Beware!" makes me laugh. Lugosi may ham it up (Did I mention at one point he says "Pull the Strings" over footage of buffalo over and over?), but he at least looks like he's having some fun. Or maybe it's the money he was paid that made him satisfied. Lugosi is not the narrator though, that goes to Timothy Farrell, who doesn't fare any better. The dream sequence is either brilliant in its own way for trying to portray the subject matter, or idiotic because it only pads the movie even longer, and I guess in a way it's both brilliant and idiotic, but oh well. Wood (starring under the fake name Daniel Davis) isn't awful, though his technique of making people disappear wouldn't garner any praise from anyone. So which Wood film is better (a subjective word in this case), this or Plan 9? They both are inherently terrible, but Plan 9 is ultimately a smudge better, even if it is for it's mind blowing stupidity that works over Glen or Glenda's valiant, but failed attempt at drama. There is just one more film left for this week, and yes, it is another Ed Wood film. Stay tuned, folks.

Overall, I give it 4 out of 10 stars.