Funny seeing other reviewers complain about what this movie is not. Not that they are wrong; if you want a big emotional dramatic finish, you're better off with Gone With The Wind or Casablanca or a dozen other movies which do just that.
This could have been one of those movies, but it isn't; Upperworld is a gentler film. Watching this after, oh, Skyscraper Souls, immediately shows the difference: our central tycoon is not a man of steel and grit but a mere human being, trapped by his own success. He's a devoted husband and father to the extent his life allows; his wife is equally devoted -- and divided.
This trap is of course also a world of privilege, and Upperworld is interesting for highlighting the effect this has on others -- in this case, the policeman who makes the mistake of treating our wealthy protagonist as subject to the same laws as everyone else. Most movies would have this as central plot; an open/shut issue to either satisfy or outrage the viewer.
His driver tells us straight up that the best place to find a girl is not on stage but in a library. But his life doesn't involve libraries; chance encounter brings him a showgirl instead. Their subsequent friendship isn't based on extramarital desire but simply companionship. But (as we soon see) even that he cannot pursue without consequences.
So we have what starts out almost as romantic comedy. Made in 1934 but written years earlier, the Depression hardly registers. By the time Warren William and Ginger Rogers are singing by the piano, it feels almost like a deliberate effort to take us away from the man-at-the-top characters he was portraying in 1933.
By the middle, we've moved into more of a crime-story vein, as J Carroll Naish's character becomes more involved. What seemed like comedy becomes closer to tragedy.
While we are accustomed to seeing the last act of such a drama wrought with more flash and sizzle, legal procedure is actually more humdrum than movies usually make out; the gentle tension here is nicely carried in the slow-but-sure pacing, and Warren William's measured performance.
As I said at the top, plenty of movies have more explosive finishes. But Upperworld isn't so much about dramatic finish as showing that difficulties and disappointments exist even for the apparently successful -- trapped by their own success.
This could have been one of those movies, but it isn't; Upperworld is a gentler film. Watching this after, oh, Skyscraper Souls, immediately shows the difference: our central tycoon is not a man of steel and grit but a mere human being, trapped by his own success. He's a devoted husband and father to the extent his life allows; his wife is equally devoted -- and divided.
This trap is of course also a world of privilege, and Upperworld is interesting for highlighting the effect this has on others -- in this case, the policeman who makes the mistake of treating our wealthy protagonist as subject to the same laws as everyone else. Most movies would have this as central plot; an open/shut issue to either satisfy or outrage the viewer.
His driver tells us straight up that the best place to find a girl is not on stage but in a library. But his life doesn't involve libraries; chance encounter brings him a showgirl instead. Their subsequent friendship isn't based on extramarital desire but simply companionship. But (as we soon see) even that he cannot pursue without consequences.
So we have what starts out almost as romantic comedy. Made in 1934 but written years earlier, the Depression hardly registers. By the time Warren William and Ginger Rogers are singing by the piano, it feels almost like a deliberate effort to take us away from the man-at-the-top characters he was portraying in 1933.
By the middle, we've moved into more of a crime-story vein, as J Carroll Naish's character becomes more involved. What seemed like comedy becomes closer to tragedy.
While we are accustomed to seeing the last act of such a drama wrought with more flash and sizzle, legal procedure is actually more humdrum than movies usually make out; the gentle tension here is nicely carried in the slow-but-sure pacing, and Warren William's measured performance.
As I said at the top, plenty of movies have more explosive finishes. But Upperworld isn't so much about dramatic finish as showing that difficulties and disappointments exist even for the apparently successful -- trapped by their own success.