1936 Domestic Disturbances

The complexities of love and marriage make good comedy and drama.

libeled lady

This delightful screwball comedy, nominated for Best Picture, brings together William Powell (who was having a stellar year), Myrna Loy (surprise, surprise, playing Powell’s love interest), Jean Harlow (Powell’s lover in real life), and Spencer Tracy (not playing a priest). Character actor Walter Connolly makes an appearance too as the bumbling rich father of Myrna Loy (almost a reprise of his role as Claudette Colbert’s father in It Happened One Night).

The story contains all the ingredients for delicious romantic chaos: a love triangle, elaborate ruses, fake marriages, complex courting games, and misunderstood intentions. After newspaperman Warren Haggerty (Tracy) prints false gossip about the wealthy, misunderstood Connie Allenbury (Loy), he finds himself facing a libel suit. He calls on Bill Chandler (Powell) to seduce and frame Connie, so the allegations about her being a homewrecker will become true. Haggerty’s fiancee of two years (he’s always missing their wedding for work), Gladys Benton (Harlow), reluctantly agrees to pose as Chandler’s wife. However, the little attentions Chandler pays the starved-for-attention Gladys cause her to fall in love with him. Meanwhile, Chandler finds himself falling in love with Connie. All the misguided affections eventually work themselves right and Connie calls off the libel suit.

Though the plot doesn’t present any surprises, the characters’ developments provide the movie’s appeal. The easily manipulated Gladys starts out hating Chandler, but she becomes so engrossed in playing her role as his wife that she comes to believe that they are united heart and soul. Meanwhile, the cold, cautious Connie slowly warms to the suspiciously perfect Chandler. After Chandler breaks through Connie’s ice, he tries to protect her from Haggerty’s scheme and does everything he can to end the suit. Haggerty, the most unsympathetic character, thinks only about his work, but by the end he learns that if he wants to keep Gladys, he needs to treat her like an orchid, not a cactus. (Spencer Tracy gets to say the film’s best line: “She may be his wife, but she’s engaged to me.”) The two couples serves as foils: Loy and Powell’s love is warm and steady, while Harlow and Tracy’s explosive and erratic. All of the chemistry results in explosive laughs and great fun!

dodsworth

William Wyler (Ben-Hur among others) directs this adaptation of a Sinclair Lewis novel starring Walter Huston (grandfather of Anjelica Huston) as Sam Dodsworth and Ruth Chatterton as his wife, Fran. After Sam sells his auto company, Fran, desperate to experience the world and get away from the Midwest, convinces Sam to take her to Europe for six months. However, even as early as the boat ride across the Atlantic, it becomes clear that Fran and Sam have totally different priorities. He’s a total nerd who spends his evenings on the deck to watch for land, while Fran prefers the company of a suave mustachioed foreigner. Once in Paris, the self-conscious Fran craves to be a part of the in-crowd; she feels embarrassed by Sam, an unapologetic American. Then, Sam understands that Fran is afraid of growing old; she continues to persue affairs where ever they go so that she can feel young, attractive, and desirable. Disturbed, Sam returns to the US at Fran’s behest, while she goes off to Switzerland. Over time, Sam becomes suspicious and his heart breaks, while Fran, still contriving to seem young, even refuses to call her daughter on the birth of her grandchild. After a dashing, waltz-dancing Austrian proposes to Fran, she ditches Sam and files for divorce. Seeing him off on the train, she acts almost flippant, while he nearly crumbles. Lost and forlorn, Sam travels through Europe on his own. In Naples, he happens to meet an acquaintance, the widow Mrs. Edith Coatwright (Mary Astor). They develop a beautiful, easy-going life together, while Sam recovers from his emotional wounds. Suddenly, Fran calls to say that her marriage with the Austrian is off and she wants Sam to go back to the US with her. Like an obedient dog, he follows Fran and leaves Edith behind. Quickly, however, Sam sees how superficial Fran is as she makes snobby comments about other passengers. He escapes from the ship and, hooray, returns to the arms of Edith in her ramshackle Neopolitan villa.

I must confess that the themes of this drama really appealed to me: what happens to a couple when they begin a new chapter of life together? does the change bring them closer or does their rootlessness suddenly force them apart? how do people change when they are removed from their routines and homes? Though a familiar trope, these questions often result in great stories, like Midnight in Paris or The Virgin Blue, a novel by Tracy Chevalier I happened to read after watching this movie.

For a couple married for twenty years, Sam and Fran seem to know little about each other. Fran has been trapped and stiffled, I would wager, by her role as a wife. Now that her daughter is an adult, Fran’s only responsibility is to pour Sam a drink every evening when he comes home from work. Though Fran is no by means a likeable character, I pitied her for her the lack of an inner life, her lack of confidence, and her inexperience of the world. The clear protagonist, Sam handles his wife’s indiscretions and infidelities well. He respects her decisions, as much as it pains him to do so. However, with the help of Edith, he goes through an exciting transformation and, by finally leaving Fran for good, Sam finds joy in living.

So before all you lovers out there start planning trips to Europe, watch this movie: new people and sights might put an end to the honeymoon.

1936 Show Business Dramas

I’m beginning to make the distinction between movie musicals and musical movies. San Francisco and The Great Ziegfeld fall in the latter category. They include plenty of musical numbers, but they are set on the stage; the songs neither reflect characters’ inner thoughts nor advance the story.

SAN FRANCISCO

I can’t help thinking that the scratched DVD ruined my enjoyment of San Francisco. As much as I love the sparkling Jeannette MacDonald, I lost all interest in her character, singer Mary Blake, by the end of the film. Mary must must choose between her love for bar/music hall owner Blackie Norton (Clark Gable) and her dream of singing opera. Blackie forces her to make that choice, because he can be a possessive turd. Mary initially chooses Blackie, but when he won’t commit to a wedding date and punches their mutual friend, a local priest (Spencer Tracy), in the face, Mary leaves him for good. She finds success and fame at theTivoli and nearly marries the generous Jack Burley, manager of the SF opera company. A short time after, however, the 1906 earthquake throws all ofSan Francisco into chaos. Blackie gets his priorities straight, finds religion, and is reunited with Mary.

Perhaps some of my disappointment in this “romantic” movie stems from disliking Blackie Norton. Like the characters in the film, I didn’t approve of the way he treated Mary. Yet, by the time Blackie goes through a transformation and decides to become a better man (one presumes, now that his cold, dark atheist heart has found the light of God), I was bored — although as I said before, the eye-rolling could have been due to how many times I had restart the DVD.

So why did I watch this movie so persistently to the end? I wanted to see the incredible montage showing the earthquake’s destruction of the city. After watching the movie, I looked at pictures on Wikipedia and the movie appears to have accurately shown the extent of the damage not only from the earthquake, but from the subsequent fires and dynamite explosions (the dynamite was supposed to have stopped the fires, but it didn’t work).

A word of warning: only watch this movie if you are prepared to hear the title song, “San Francisco,” in your head for days. I made the mistake of consulting the sheet music, which I happened to have in my Great Movie Musical Songbook, so this catchy marching tune will be forever emblazoned on my mind.

Here’s the trailer:

THE GREAT ZIEGFELD

Released four years after the death of Broadway producer Florenz Ziegfeld, The Great Ziegfeld employs a stellar cast to tell Flo’s life story and to recreate the glamour of the 1920s. Ziegfeld’s Follies became a Broadway institution, nay, an American institution that “glorified the American girl” by dressing her up in satin and other shiny things. The annual Follies revue also introduced vaudeville performers, most notably Eddie Cantor and Fanny Brice, to a larger audience, and gave us some memorable songs (“A Pretty Girl Is Like A Melody”, “Second Hand Rose”, “My Man”). In addition to his revues, Ziegfeld produced some of the earliest American musicals: Show Boat (Kern/Hammerstein, 1927), Rosalie (Gerwshins et. al., 1928), and Whoopee (Donaldson/Kahn, 1928). (Just for context, at this same time, Fred and Adele Astaire were having their hey-day on the stage, and Cole Porter’s Broadway career was just beginning.) All this musical theater history tickled me to no end — a good thing too since the movie is 3 hours long.

The movie opens on the 1893 Chicago World’s Fair, where young Ziegfeld, Jr. is trying to lure passersby to see Sambo, the world’s strongest man. In this first scene, we observe all of Ziegfeld’s core traits, which remain constant his whole life. Though Ziegfeld’s show business origins are humble, he received an excellent cultural education from his father, the founder of the Chicago Musical Conservatory. Ziegfeld loves women, knows how to charm them, and always offers fashion advice couched in a compliment. A ruthless, but subtle businessman, he understands how to manipulate others to get what he wants. However, as an ambitious workaholic, Ziegfeld always verges on broke; whatever money he makes he invests in bigger, more extravagant shows, even before the last one is paid off. When Ziegfeld finally gets his finances in order, the stock market crashes. His wife must return to work on the stage, and Ziegfeld dies a poor man.

Strong performances from the leads, as well as from two great stage performers, Ray Bolger and Fanny Brice, who appear as themselves, made this movie a joy. The likeable William Powell (The Thin Man) stars as Ziegfeld, and because Powell never appears in a movie without Myrna Loy, she plays his sensible second wife, Billie Burke (who, Wikipedia tells me, played Glinda the Good Witch in The Wizard of Oz). Luise Rainer won an Oscar for her performance as Ziegfeld’s first wife, Anna Held. A fickle, jealous French actress, Anna continues to love Ziegfeld even after she divorces him. Despite the good acting from Loy, Powell, and Rainer, I was totally taken with Fanny Brice and Ray Bolger.

Here’s the Fanny Brice sequence:

And here’s Ray Bolger in a hilarious and fantastic routine which leads to other musical numbers (unfortunately, without him) and ends with a fashion show. In the movie, this revue takes place in the nightclub on the roof of the New Amsterdam Theater. For a more accurate impression of Ziegfeld’s nightclub shows, take a quick look at this 1929 clip featuring chorus girls and Eddie Cantor’s act.

In short, this blockbuster biopic offers a taste of Ziegfeld’s lavish, over the top shows. If you have any interest in Broadway history, see it.

1934 MGM Men

To finish up 1934, I watched The Thin Man and Tarzan and His Mate, two installments from different MGM series featuring ever-popular characters.

the thin man

Two murders, an unidentified body, and a missing inventor cause Nick Charles (William Powell) to return to detective work. With his darling wife Nora (Myrna Loy) and intrepid terrier Asta by his side, Mr. Charles cracks this case at the climactic dinner party, which all the suspects are forced to attend. In this funny scene, Mr. Charles solidifies his conclusion and reveals the murderer to an aghast table.

William Powell shines as the clever sleuth, who when he isn’t drinking martinis, plies his wit.

Well, can’t you tell us anything about this case?

Yes, it’s putting me way behind in my drinking.

Powell and Loy make a cute couple, but I hoped she’d get to do more detectiving than pretty-little-wife-ing after her hilarious performance in Love Me Tonight. I will admit, however, that I found Nora and Nick’s playful, loving relationship thoroughly refreshing. Meanwhile, Powell takes a more fatherly stance toward Maureen O’Sullivan (aka Tarzan’s mate), who plays the missing investor’s crazed and hysterical (not in the funny sense) daughter.

Though I was disappointed by this first Thin Man movie (it wasn’t as funny or exciting as I had expected), I can understand why these films and characters are so beloved.

A fan on Youtube has put together some clips from three of the movies. It’s a good representative sample:

tarzan and his mate

Maureen O’Sullivan turns 180 degrees from a hysterical girl to the resourceful, free-spirited Jane in this sequel to Tarzan the Ape Man (1932) — which I haven’t seen. It’s not hard to understand why hunter Harry Holt is after her and all the ivory in the African jungle. However, Harry brings along his obnoxious and creepy friend Martin, who lost all his money and desperately wishes to become wealthy again through the ivory trade. Martin feels no remorse (and Harry isn’t much better) at ruthlessly exploiting the natives, who accompany them on their safari. They seek an elephant graveyard beyond a sacred mountain and, if they’re to get there alive, they need Tarzan’s help.

Though Harry is leading the safari, his primary mission is to bring Jane back to London. He tries seducing her with Parisian dresses and perfume, while Martin, after watching Jane’s silhouette as she undresses in a tent, starts putting on the moves behind Harry’s back. Yet, Jane knows her heart lies with the ululating, single-clause-sentence-forming, loyal, brave, athletic, and affectionate master of the animals Tarzan (Johnny Weissmuller). He brings her breakfast every morning with the greeting “Good morning. I love you.” and catches her whenever she jumps out of trees. Jane loves the simplicity of their life and, despite the little sophisticated conversation, she keeps herself entertained and occupied with the company of the apes. Though Jane relies on Tarzan for protection and sustenance, she holds her own in the final battle sequence — when a rival tribe attacks the safari and calls in lions to attack.

This movie reminded me very much of King Kong because they share the same depiction of “adventure!”:  superstitious, primitive natives, none of whom have any personality of course; the harsh jungle filled with amazing creatures who want only to eat you (actually, the animal sequences in Tarzan and His Mate really made the movie for me); a sexy lady in a skimpy outfit. However, the significant distinction between the two films — that one is a tragedy and one is romance — make the viewing experience totally different.

To my surprise, I thoroughly enjoyed Tarzan and His Mate. I’ve never seen so much tiger-, crocodile-, and rhinoceros-wrestling in my life, nor I have witnessed such delightful arboreal gymnastics and chaotic, tense battle scenes. Though the Martin character is totally despicable — he flat out kills one of the young men on the safari who, out of piety, refuses to cross the sacred mountain — it’s fun to have someone to hate. Tarzan and Jane and all their animals friends are pure and good, so the slick Martin and somewhat confused Harry provide the necessary contrast.

Of course, I can’t write about this movie without mentioning the entrancing and titillating scene featuring Johnny Weissmuller’s fellow Olympic swimmer Josephine McKim as O’Sullivan’s body double. Jane has another reason to love Tarzan: he takes her for morning swims in her birthday suit.

And here’s the movie trailer: