Showing posts with label Florence Vidor. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Florence Vidor. Show all posts

Sunday, 21 June 2020

The films of Julia Crawford Ivers… The Intrigue (1916)/A Son of Erin (1916), Kino Lorber Blu-ray


History is addictive and that’s not something my tutor would have expected me to say when I under-delivered on my essay tackling Stalin and the Nationalities… but one thing, literally, leads you to another and to make sense of things, to get the bigger picture, you always have to keep on digging. In the case of Julia Crawford Ivers, a woman who I knew nothing about pre-lockdown, I am now starting to understand just a little of her motivation as both a writer and director.

This handsome Blu-ray set from Kino Lorber, includes four films either written by or written and directed by Ivers and compliments her film, The Call of the Cumberlands (1916) included on the company’s exhaustive but not exhausted boxset of Women Film Pioneers. If she has been known at all, it has mainly been as the principal screenwriter for William Desmond Taylor – with whom she made some twenty films – and, naturally, as one of the suspects in his murder (for which my sources tell me, the main suspect is MMM, but keep that under your hats…).


This set majors on The Intrigue, a science fiction spy adventure from 1916, and whilst it’s very interesting it was A Son of Erin (November 1916) written and directed by Ivers that drew my eye the most as it had a number of thematic parallels with Cumberlands (January 1916); humble men making good, steadfast romance in a changing world and corruption in public office.

Where an honest man is needed most… in politics!

Both films star Dustin Farnum as likeable men from traditional backgrounds – the mid-west in Cumberlands and ol’ Ireland in Erin (aka Éire in old English money) – who are drawn away from their trueloves, Sally and Katie, both played by Londoner Winifred Kingston who later became Mrs Farnum (remaining so until his death in 1929). More connections and they’re also both in The Intrigue in un-credited roles. In both roles the women sacrifice a lot in order to support their man’s ambition and whilst they trust that this will be rewarded, there is no guarantee. Any echoes in Ivers’ support of Taylor are purely speculative but she was an all-rounder, who had fulfilled so many roles in cinema and who produced as well as directed and certainly let the likes of Taylor and Frank Lloyd take the full credit for some collaborations.

Winifred Kingston and Dustin Farnum
Farnum is a happy go lucky fella Dennis O'Hara, a “simple soul” who dreams of being a New York Cop, so many of whom were indeed Irish. Katie sells her best pig to the local landlord to fund his trip out to America leaving herself vulnerable to the Englishman’s unprincipled advances as well as the chance her man just will not make it. Dennis duly arrives in the city and fails to secure anything other than work as a navvy; another famously Irish occupation.

The City is corrupt though and we see the unofficial alliance between the councillor O'Keefe (Wallace Pyke) and city contractor, Hardy (Lee Willard), both of whom are paying of a police force that also collects protection money from local retailers, including one who appears to be a madam. Against all this is a civic reformer, John D. Haynes (Hugo B. Koch), a man clearly in need of allies.

Selling her best pig
Dennis’ popularity earns him the chance to join the force – they need the “dago vote” in the next election - and he progresses to sergeant – “the Big Brother of the tenement block”, a few decades before that phrase would change in meaning. Ivers spends good time on establishing her characters and there’s a nice scene with Sgt O’Hara sharing an apple with a street seller. Trusted by all sides, his crooked Captain finally tests him, by asking him to collect the protection money. He refuses and ends up in court as part of a newspaper investigation into corruption. Here he shows his honesty and loyalty and gets a job as a building inspector where he helps uncover a corrupt concrete racket. Finally, he is enlisted by Haynes to help in his campaigning and helps to persuade the East Side to vote for reform.

The honest man enters politics
Back in Ireland, the evil landlord tries to hide Dennis’ letter inviting Kitty to finally join him and assaults her instead only to be rebuffed by her greater intensity. This is exactly what happens to Kingston’s character in the Cumberlands, both physically best male aggressors; so much for damsels in distress, Ivers’ women are forces to be reckoned with! Having given everything she had to help Dennis succeed, Kitty heads off in the sure and certain knowledge that their partnership will be stronger than ever.

OK, it’s not a great film and Ivers’ is not a great director but she is a very competent film maker and creates entertaining stories with characters that ae recognisable and rewarding to watch; inspiring cinematic ideals for the largely working class, “simple souls” who watched in their millions.

As in Cumberlands, Ivers' uses natural light to create sentimental shots
The Intrigue has more dash and daring do yet is also interesting from a political perspective. The story concerns and American inventor Guy Longstreet (Cecil Van Auker), who comes up with a deadly X-Ray gun that could win either side the Great War currently being fought across the Atlantic. The US was not involved at this point and the film reflects this both in the American military’s lack of interest in the weapon and in the ultimate fate of the deadly ray-gun.

In the middle of all this is a competent caper directed by Scotland’s Frank Lloyd described in Anthony Slide's engrossing commentary as perhaps the consummate Hollywood director with over 125 feature films across a forty year career that included the singular feet of three Oscar nominations in one year (1929). Here he is certainly still learning his craft but there are some good cross-cuts linking characters and their thoughts, repeated use of “iris outs” when changing scene and some in-camera trickery enabling one character to consider his options in close up whilst his friend and collaborators appear in long shot/as small versions below, in his mind’s eye.

The weapon maker weighs up his options...
The cinematographer having to perform these feats was none other than Ivers’ son, James van Trees who enjoyed a long career himself, there on merit and not just family connections, not eventually anyway! Interesting how “small” a place Hollywood is at this stage and how interconnected so many are.

Having been rejected by his own war pigs, Longstreet takes his device to Europe and looks to sell to one side – un-named but in Germanic uniform – whilst the other sends it’s best spy to follow progress as the American returns home to finish construction of the mass destruction elements of his weapon. Rather than send A Man, who would be obvious, they decide to send Countess Sonia Varnli as played by stage star Lenore Ulrich who we have already seen working as a nurse in a field hospital. The Countess decides to send her assistant as played by Florence Vidor, as herself and to smuggle herself on board as a peasant girl. Florence’s husband was of course King, and he has an uncredited appearance as a chauffeur. I hadn’t realised that after divorcing King Vidor in 1924, Florence would go onto marry famed violinist Jascha Heifetz, one of the greats and a huge influence on my violinist Uncle.

Florence Vidor and Lenore Ulrich
But I digress, Anthony Slide is slightly disappointed in Lenore’s performance and I have to confess I’d hoped Florence would have been given more to do as her "understudy", but the latter is mostly impressive if patchy. A discovery of David Balasco – along with so many from Mary Pickford to Barbara Stanwyck – Ulrich had been in films sporadically since 1911 but seems a little ill at ease here, over emoting initially and, as Slide observes, seemingly happier to play the role of peasant girl than sophisticated Mata Hari. She does OK but there is the occasional hand to forehead moment and her huge expressive eyes are quite distracting in close up!

Lenore Ulrich's big eyes, spy...
The big baddy in all this is the Baron Rogniat as played by Liverpool’s own Howard Davies (by the way, coming in 2023, Silent Scousers: a study of the La’s who starred and the Maggie’s who made it (Faber)) who knows exactly how to wield and evil moustache. He aims to steal the weapon’s secrets and kill off the inventor… only the Countess/cleaning woman can save the situation! Yes, again we have yet another woman of agency from Ivers and one who will indeed dictate the outcome she thinks best.

On the right, Howard Davies from Liverpool
That I won’t spoil as these are all films that should be seen by anyone who wants to see that bigger picture of early Hollywood; the three dimensional jigsaw puzzle that has a smaller and smaller section devoted to DWG the further we move into the second century of cinema.

The Intrigue also comes with the surviving fourth reel of The Majesty of the Law (1915), written and directed by Ivers’ along with all of Ben Blair (1916) directed by William Desmond Taylor from Ivers’ script. There’s also an essay in the booklet from Ivers’ expert, film historian April Miller. It’s available direct from Kino Lorber in the US but you will need to order from Amazon.com to get delivery to Europe.

No sheep were harmed in the making of the film... probably.


Sunday, 18 March 2012

Marie Prevost in Lubitsch's The Marriage Circle (1924)

The Marriage Circle is slick and lovely Lubitsch. It’s one of the first of his films when I can clearly see his famous “touch” in effect throughout a wittily-directed story of sexual politics in early 20’s Vienna. There are surprisingly few intertitles but lots of cleverly composed shots that help the actors reveal the plot.

There are also some superbly-relaxed performances from a very strong cast who looked like they were having an absolute ball throughout.

Adolphe Menjou plays Professor Josef Stock, almost improbably married to the very earthy-looking Mizzi played by Marie Prevost. The two are at each other’s throats with the lust that brought them together long-ago replaced by irritation and disdain. The Professor would just love to find grounds for divorce whilst Mizzi would just love to find another man.

Their opening scenes are a hoot as they swap the soured indignities of a marriage encircled by familiarity and contempt. Their quick fire exchanges almost make you hear what they’re saying and would have worked very well in sound: think Doris Day and Tony Randall. But Marie is no Doris Day; it’s pretty clear what she’s really after and she’s full of raw expression and bright-eyed, restless energy.

Her attention turns to the husband of her best friend, Charlotte Braun played by an excellent Florence Vidor who reminded me a little of Eleanor Boardman...King Vidor certainly had a "type"! Charlotte's husband is Dr. Franz Braun, the marvellously visaged Monte Blue. Being that kind of girl, Mizzi wants the one she can’t have and sets off in pursuit of mischief.

Seeing his chance, Professor Stock hires a private eye to follow Mizzi and get him the evidence he needs to gain separation. Mizzi doesn’t want to give him the satisfaction but she can’t help herself.

Entertaining chaos ensues as Mizzi tries to manoeuvre Franz away from Charlotte and into her arms. There are near misses aplenty and various cases of mistaken identity as Franz’s colleague, Dr. Gustav Mueller (Creighton Hale) senses his chance may come with Charlotte…who is largely oblivious.

It’s all a bit grown up and very daring, no wonder they were Viennese and not American, even pre-code this was pushing the sexual boat out.

There’s a superbly subtle moment at breakfast when Franz moves towards his wife’s embrace, she is stirring her coffee and he is cracking his boiled egg; Lubitsch focuses just on the two breakfast items as the spoons stop moving and the lovers engage off-shot, above the table.

Masterful stuff and timeless technique.

Lubitsch makes us care about all of the characters though even Mizzi who, as she cries out to Josef, just wants love… The professor himself almost relents but he’s smart enough to know that they’ll never be for the long term.

Of course, we really don’t want Franz and Charlotte to split apart and for their marriage circle to be broken. They’re as right for each other as Mizzi and the Prof are wrong.

Throughout Prevost steals most scenes she’s in, even against the mighty Menjou and this high quality cast. Just why she wants to spoil her friend’s relationship isn’t clear but maybe she’s lost and still looking for the thing that Charlotte has found.

Her openness and physicality is a provocation to the men and audience alike. She's like a prototype Clara Bow: running wild and worldly. She had, after all, been one of Mack Sennett’s Bathing Beauties, during which time she took part in one of the most amusing photo shoots being driven on a motor boat by a dog. This picture, often attributed to Gloria Swanson, is always worth reproducing…credit to the copyright holder and about time you released more Prevost-era Sennett comedies I think!

Prevost signalled her shift in career focus by burning her swimming gear before her first major features for Universal in 1921. This film shows how successful the transition from eye candy to actress was for her. She not only had the looks but the talent: natural and quick witted. In Lubitsch's opinion she was one of the few actresses in Hollywood who knew how to underplay comedy to make it funnier.

The Marriage Circle is available from Amazon.com and is recommended as a showcase of the skill of its director but also, this unfairly remembered actress. Yes it ended badly but she had a life and she had talent and we should salute what she did achieve and not how she came to die.

What is more; I bet she had fun! We certainly did watching her in 2012!

Postscript:
I was partly moved to watch this film by Stacia’s excellent Marie Prevost Project over at shebloggedbynight. She's put in much serious research and righted the wrongs done to Marie's reputation by cheap shots from Kenneth Anger and others.