Watching Clarence Brown’s work as editor on Tourneur’s The Blue Bird, I was reminded of one of the former’s films mentioned by Kevin Brownlow in an introduction he gave for Brown’s The Eagle at a screening at the Phoenix. A tantalising clip was of Smouldering Fires was shown at that event yet, not tempted by grimy YouTube nth gen copies; I’ve yet to see the film… holding out for the quality, context and company it deserved.
Patience is its own reward as, out of nowhere, it did come
to pass that Mr Brownlow was to present his own copy at the Cinema Museum as
part of the monthly Kensington Bioscope screenings of unusual and hard to find
and, in this case, almost impossible
to project, silent celluloid.
Tully Marshall, Malcolm McGregor and Pauline Frederick |
So it was that we headed back into the depths of South
London, memories stirred by the Walworth Road, the White Bear theatre pub and
the absence of the once-unavoidable smell of garlic from Pizzeria Castello
Restaurant on the Elephant roundabout.
This was my first visit to the Cinema Museum and… what a great venue, full of the
musky remnants of the picture house past and a viewing room making full use of
the former hospital’s spaces. There were excellent home-made flans and the
unique warmth generated by a room full of many dozens of silent film buffs (is
there a collective noun? How about a Silence of…or a Pickford of...?).
Mr Brownlow mingled – our living connection to so much of
the silent past. He told a story of a phone call from Harold Lloyd in response
to a fan letter he’d written from school in the late forties… film stars just
don’t do that anymore but then maybe they don’t make fans quite like Kevin
either.
First up was the Lloyd short Now or Never (1921) which was a concentrated shot of the man’s fearless comic invention
– even in the face of crashing train wheels Harold stays calm…hilariously so. Mildred
Davis plays the girl charged with looking after a Lonesome Little Child called
Dolly (Anna Mae Bilson) who takes her along on a train trip to meet her old
flame only to find Dolly’s Dad (William Gillespie) is also on board… Harold is
soon pressed into child-minding.
John Sweeney played along with prescient piano… he and Harry
must have played this duet before – let’s face the music and laugh!
Then the main dish, Clarence Brown’s Smouldering Fires which, Mr Brownlow revealed, nearly convinced
some studio bosses it was a Lubitsch and thereby helped ensure him a healthy
contract at Universal. It is a very witty film with some great performances but
it also carries a dramatic wallop that brings the best out of Pauline Frederick
who gives a performance that a few years later might well have been
Oscar-worthy.
Frederick had years of stage experience even before her
film career and yet Brown told Brownlow that she suffered from terrible nerves
for the first couple of days of the shoot. Playing the ”older women” at the age
of 41 to baby-faced Malcolm McGregor’s 32 and Laura La Plante’s luminescent 20
must have been a challenge – one she met with a brave and extraordinarily
honest performance. The experience of the great Tully Marshall is on hand to
offer a counter-balance of expressive depth whilst the youngsters struggle to
act through their prettiness.
Malcolm McGregor acts his age... |
This is that rarest of things, a mainstream film aimed at
the middle-aged market… and one that doesn’t take the easy way out.
It starts as almost as an office-based romantic comedy with
a twist: the senior executive in Vale Inc. is a woman, Jane Vale (Frederick),
who has inherited the firm from her father and worked tirelessly to far exceed
his achievements by always putting the business ahead of herself and the chance
for a personal life.
She chairs meetings eating away at her lunch and
ruthlessly dismisses suggestions that are not in the best interests of her
company. Her right hand man, Scotty (Tully Marshall) keeps a little pad to
instantly terminate the contract of any employer displeasing Miss Vale; one of
the board doodles an insulting cartoon lampooning her lack of love and he’s
gone. Secretary Kate (Helen Lynch) dreams of being on stage and is let go after
biting back and every time Scotty hands Jane one of his nice pencils she keeps
it…
One of the young managers has a radical idea to improve
productivity but Jane initially dismisses, when he argues his case and openly
disagrees with her he looks set for the chop – “too ambitious” – but she
relents and instead invites him onto the board, impressed with his honesty and
integrity.
Gradually the two get closer and the staff begin to
gossip. There’s an excellent sequence on the shop floor in which the camera
literally follows the word-of-mouth as it works its way from machinist to
machinist.
Robert arrives and faces humiliation as one of his more
difficult charges, Kate Brown (Helen Lynch), over-steps the mark. A male
co-worker laughs at Robert who knocks him down, there’s a brief fight and
emerging victorious, Robert tells the whole factory there’ll be no more rumours
running down the woman who is going to become his wife…
Jane listens on unseen and delighted at this unexpected
declaration, after all these years of disciplined self-denial she may have
found the love of her life… Scotty looks worried.
Things progress and the couple get engaged and then disruption
is brought by the arrival of Jane’s younger sister, Dorothy (Laura La Plante).
Initially Jane is convinced that Robert is just a gold digger – no one of his
age would marry a woman of her sister’s age for anything other than financial
gain, or at least she thinks.
Can Jane keep up with the youngsters? |
But Robert’s feelings turn out to be way more complex
than that and a uneven love triangle soon develops that threatens to render all
parties’ lives a misery… things do not proceed as simply as you’d think.
The version shown was a 16mm print designed for home
viewing. It is of a longer cut than some European versions and comes complete
with the original tints. It was very hard to project and the Cinema’s
projectionist in addition to spending days restoring the stock also had to
proceed very cautiously during the screening with the odd stop and start.
But it was well worth it a superb film from Mr Brown and
a great performance from Pauline Fredericks – both up there with the very best
of silence.
Accompaniment was provided by Cyrus Gabrysch who calmly
dealt with any interruptions and wove some lovely lines as the story veered
from comedy to calamity…
A great venue and a great cast of characters on and off
screen: next month’s treat is Bare Knees
– another fun evening is in store. More details can be found on the Bioscopesite and, of course on Silent London.
Thanks also to Greta de Groat and her excellent Pauline Frederick website from which I appropriated some of the scans above.
Pauline takes direction from Clarence |
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