It so strongly reminded me of other plots that at time I wasn't sure what I was watching. "Pygmalion", "My Fair Lady," "The Palm Beach Story," "The Lady Eve." Irene Ware, a former Miss United States in real life, is fired from her promising job as a waitress and runs into a drunken but avuncular Sidney Blackmer, a former rich man who is now in hock up to his neck. This was shot in 1934, mind you, and there was a depression.
They concoct a scheme. Blackmer will sell shares in a phony product and with the money they will buy a new wardrobe for Ware, establish themselves at the posh Clifton Hotel, palm Ware off as a society girl only recently released from a convent school with time off for good behavior, marry her to one of the millionaires, and Ware and Blackmer will divide the proceeds.
Now, a standard romantic comedy plot would have Blackmer and Ware falling for each other and getting married, hypothetical imperatives be damned. But this story introduces a young, more eligible husband for Ware, Russell Hopton. He has a little money too, but he's hardly society. He runs a trucking company and is a former bootlegger.
In my humble view, it was a mistake to introduce Hopton. He sounds like a gangster and looks like a cartoon villain out the Dick Tracy comic strips. He seems to have little in the way of jaw or chin, so the whole of his head sits on his maxilla which, in its turn, sits directly on his shoulders. He can't act either.
Oddly enough, Sidney Blackmer delivers a quiet performance full of a kind of fumbling wit. He gets some good lines. When he had the right role -- a seriocomic one, as in "Rosemary's Baby" -- he did much better than he did as a straight villain.
Irene Ware is exceptional, especially for a former beauty queen, because she isn't staggeringly attractive. What she does have is a native but masked sensuality. Her features are plain and pure, a dish of vanilla ice cream, but the way she carries herself and the slender figure she displays in a bathing suit make it possible to grasp why she might win a beauty contest. Her performance may be the best in the movie.
The woman that Blackmer finally marries, Betty Compson, is nearer Blackmer's age and has been in love with him for years. She has a heart of gold. If only her voice didn't sound like the crushing of a multitude of egg shells.
It's worth a viewing. Not two viewings.
They concoct a scheme. Blackmer will sell shares in a phony product and with the money they will buy a new wardrobe for Ware, establish themselves at the posh Clifton Hotel, palm Ware off as a society girl only recently released from a convent school with time off for good behavior, marry her to one of the millionaires, and Ware and Blackmer will divide the proceeds.
Now, a standard romantic comedy plot would have Blackmer and Ware falling for each other and getting married, hypothetical imperatives be damned. But this story introduces a young, more eligible husband for Ware, Russell Hopton. He has a little money too, but he's hardly society. He runs a trucking company and is a former bootlegger.
In my humble view, it was a mistake to introduce Hopton. He sounds like a gangster and looks like a cartoon villain out the Dick Tracy comic strips. He seems to have little in the way of jaw or chin, so the whole of his head sits on his maxilla which, in its turn, sits directly on his shoulders. He can't act either.
Oddly enough, Sidney Blackmer delivers a quiet performance full of a kind of fumbling wit. He gets some good lines. When he had the right role -- a seriocomic one, as in "Rosemary's Baby" -- he did much better than he did as a straight villain.
Irene Ware is exceptional, especially for a former beauty queen, because she isn't staggeringly attractive. What she does have is a native but masked sensuality. Her features are plain and pure, a dish of vanilla ice cream, but the way she carries herself and the slender figure she displays in a bathing suit make it possible to grasp why she might win a beauty contest. Her performance may be the best in the movie.
The woman that Blackmer finally marries, Betty Compson, is nearer Blackmer's age and has been in love with him for years. She has a heart of gold. If only her voice didn't sound like the crushing of a multitude of egg shells.
It's worth a viewing. Not two viewings.