Kevin Brownlow was in his element, retelling the tale of his pursuit of this print of The Signal Tower over many years with a recalcitrant collector, a self-made millionaire builder with a penchant for train films and fifties American TV shows. Mr Brownlow finally won over the covetous constructioneer who released his grip in the face of unrelenting enthusiasm and graciously agreed to pass on the treasure and all of his collection in his will.
You can understand the man’s own passion for this is a
film to make the rail enthusiast’s pulse race that bit faster in fact, this is
a film to increase everyone’s BPM as Clarence Brown winds the tension to almost
unbearable levels: a runaway train speeding down towards a defenceless
passenger train, a signal man fighting the elements and time to dislodge the
tracks and faced with the horrific dilemma of having to save the many whilst
his wife is under imminent threat from a boozed up Wallace Beery with only one
thing on his mind with a very vulnerable Virginia Valli…
Rockliffe Fellowes and Frankie Darro |
It’s a dramatic scenario and one that required a great
deal of sinuous dexterity from accompanist Cyrus Gabrysch who provided the
emotive musical fuel for this clash of metal, man and machines: a run-away
pianist who matched the film beat for beat. For the musician every note’s a
dead man’s handle – for the train, everything stops if you release your grip
but the music is dependent on a thousand stabs of precise pressure: all the
right notes and in the right order with Beery’s leery menace as much a threat
as the speed of those locomotives.
The Signal Tower
is a film of contrasts with glorious pastoral scenes of engine steam drifting
through the mountainous woodlands being very reminiscent of Brown’s mentor Maurice Tourneur – the man KB reminded us he had approached for a job having
virtually no experience: the former car salesman promising that he would become
the perfect disciple an act of hutzpah that began the career of the man who
would eventually direct so many Greta Garbo films.
Rockliffe Fellowes |
Those misty mountains contain a signal box vital to the
effective running of the railroads and manned by just two men each working
twelve hour shifts. The splendidly-named, Rockliffe Fellowes plays one of those
“Tower Men”, Dave Taylor, whose wife Sally (Virginia Valli of Wild Oranges and The Pleasure Garden fame) and young lad Sonny (Frankie Darro) live
in an idyllic wooden house near the tower – three miles from the nearest town.
Dave’s partner Old Bill (James O. Barrows) is indeed old
and one-handed and so is replaced by Joe Standish (Wallace Beery) a man who’s
flash suit and polished shoes mark him out as self-obsessed from the start and
who is referred to as a “railroad Sheik” by one of the company’s engineers.
Dave lets Joe take over old Bill’s old room and he soon
sets his sights on Sally even though her cousin Gertie (Dot Farley) initially acts
as a kind of shield for his unabashed “sheik-ness”. Sally sends Gertie away to
pay more attention to her fiancé unwittingly removing her own last line of
defence… Joe soon makes his move and Dave kicks him out…
A storm is brewing though and as events take a serious
turn on the mountain, Joe arrives late and drunk in the heart of a crisis –
forcing Dave to choose between Sally’s safety and his responsibilities to
protect the passengers. In the wind and rain the family pull together as the
tension bore down on the audience… we applauded long and loud relief expressed
clearly in every clap of hands.
Wallace Beery and Virginia Valli |
Beery does his usual top notch job – his intensity
belying his lighter, more likeable edge whilst Valli was the perfect
complement, resolution that cuts through febrile emotional response. Rockliffe
Fellowes is the perfect heroic straight man to the chaos all around whilst
young Darro plays well aided and abetted by Jitney the Dog.
A massive tip of the hat to cinematographer Ben F.
Reynolds who had previously worked on Greed – no higher recommendation is
necessary.
Jitney the Dog is on the right. |
On the under card were a trio of curios from Mr Brownlow’s
celluloid cellar… which broadly matched the themes of the main film.
First up was a British pastoral documentary A Day with the Gypsies (1920) directed and photographed by Cecil Hepworth. The film was a little treat featuring
some lovely shots of twenties Sussex countryside although the location is
uncertain and so felt they saw Kent?
A John Ford film was next, a confusing comedy called By Indian Post (1919) in which a love
letter from gets stolen from Jode MacWilliams (famous Irish-American cowboy
actor Pete Morrison) by a fellow ranch hand and only arrives at its intended
target with the help of a native American called Two Horns much to the delight
of intended target Peg Owens (Magda Lane).
The prelims were concluded with breathless final reel of The Lucky Devil (1925) featuring Richard
Dix racing car number 13 to victory in a wacky race of relentless pace… John Sweeney accompanied all three and may
well have broken the speed limit on this last film.
Another splendid Wednesday evening in Kennington and, whilst here's a rough copy of The Signal Tower on Youtube and a cheap DVD available from Alpha on Amazon - neither will compare to seeing the film projected on screen...
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