Pretty much every character in this film is stereotypical, but since the film employs absolutely first rate actors in every role and has a decent and easy-to-take screenplay, they manage to pull the story of a somewhat gold-digging girl looking for The Better Life, aided and abetted by a classy down-at-the-heels member of Society, up to a near A-level effort, even if the budget remains strictly B-level. I've never understood why Irene Ware didn't 'make it' in Hollywood. She was extraordinarily pretty without being beautiful, had a delightful personality, and was a good actress - not unlike a B version of Marguerite Churchill (also a B personality, but in more perhaps B-plus films), Wendy Barrie or Virginia Bruce, all of whom shared those same attributes and did romantic comedy with the best practitioners of the art. Sidney Blackmer simply cannot be bad, and he is quite charming in his role here. Indeed, for all practical purposes he would appear to be the leading man, except that it doesn't quite turn out that way. (What is called "the kitchen scene" here, between Ware and Blackmer, and mentioned by other reviewers, is probably the highlight of the movie and might have achieved a kind of minor immortality if done in an A film by, say, William Powell and Carole Lombard.) Russell Hopton as the target Miss Ware really does go for manages to play it tough and classy at the same time and we are not surprised he turns out to be an ex-bootlegger. Hopton died a suicide a decade later, only 45, but in all his best tough-as-nails roles, he looks like the last person on earth who would commit suicide! (See G-MEN for vindication.) Betty Compson went from silent screen stardom to talking B-films to near-bit 1940s roles, but survived pretty well (see her in an atypical but rather memorable role in Lugosi's THE INVISIBLE GHOST) and is charming here. In fact, the whole cast is admirable, with the possible exception of Edward Gargan, who here, instead of playing his usual lovable-if-dumb cop or workman, plays a loudmouthed bully who is the only really objectionable character in the film (even if the others are somewhat mercenary, they are at least charmingly so). Of course, this is very early Gargan and he is only doing what the script and the director ask of him, so even he is admirable in his way, I guess. Anyway, this is a film that could easily have been made for an A studio with a top A cast - Carole Lombard/Jean Harlow and Ronald Colman/William Powell, then Clark Gable/Spencer Tracy and Norma Shearer/Myrna Loy would not have been the least bit out of place in the four leads, and one can imagine Nat Pendleton in the Gargan role. If it had been done by them, it would probably have had an even better script, certainly better production values, and most likely be better remembered today. But I doubt it would really have been substantially more enjoyable than this little and rather unjustly forgotten B effort.
Review of False Pretenses
