There’s a shocking moment in this film when Lon Chaney’s character is tenderly holding his adopted daughter, played by Loretta Young, and kissing her on the shoulder in the way that dads do. Suddenly he realises that this is no longer a child and, in an instant his eyes widen in horror as he realises that his feelings have shifted in an altogether less paternal direction. You only see Chaney’s eyes and that’s all you need for one of the most controlled and expressive actors of the age.
The unease he feels is
shared by the viewer though as you realise that Young was only fourteen at the
time of filming: Pickford in reverse in the most shocking context. By all
accounts the 45-year old Chaney looked after Young protecting her from the
bullying of director Herbert Brenon but this is surely amongst the worst
casting decisions ever made. Young does well and times were different: this was
only play-acting but… really?
Chaney, needless to say, gives a typically committed performance and surely not even Emile Jannings could convey the level of sincerity required to play such a sad clown. It’s the ultimate juxtaposition and you have to really be broken hearted to carry this off – otherwise you’re just another hollow Grimaldi.
The plot owes something to
La Roue (no doubt others) and was
based on the successful play that had wowed Broadway in 1924 with Lionel
Barrymore who may or may not have been lined up to reprise his role on screen. Chaney plays Tito alias Flik one half of a
travelling duo of clowns with partner, you guessed it, Flak (Bernard Siegel)
also known as Simon.
Bernard Siegel |
Tito finds an abandoned
child, an unwanted girl tied to a tree near a river. Heart-rendered he resolves
to keep her much to his co-clown’d chagrin even after naming the child
Simonetta in his honour. As you can imagine there’s pathos a plenty but there’s
something real about these jesters with Chaney and Siegel’s attention to detail
winning you over.
Chaney had already played
a clown in Sjostrom’s He Who Gets Slapped
(1924) and required little prompting to immerse himself in the study of the
ephemera, discipline and make-up of the profession.
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The film fast-forwards a
dozen years and we see Tito’s glowing pride as Simonetta learns how to walk the
wire. She has grown up into young Loretta Young and she is exceptionally pretty
(fast-talking pre-code success was mere years away).
Simonetta becomes part of
the act and helps the boys to greater success. She is also spotted by Count
Luigi Ravelli (Nils Asther) who is immediately captivated and rushes her and
her injured foot to his bedroom… The young girl is shooed off by the Count’s
mother (Cissy Fitzgerald) who – perhaps – senses that she’s a little young for
him.
Then the moment happens
when Tito feels that inappropriate affection and is driven into a deep well of
conflicted emotions. A psychiatrist suggests that what he needs is to go and
see the funniest clown in Italy, but Tito can’t: he is that clown.
The Count spots Simonetta caught in his fence: metaphor intentional... |
At the same therapist we
find the Count who as a result of a surfeit of bohemian excess is given to
bouts of hysterics – he can’t stop laughing. Count meets Clown and they both
decide they’ll be good for one another – perhaps their humours will meet in the
middle.
Their friendship grows and
gradually equilibrium is established for the odd couple but it’s a fragile triangle
as the Count is increasingly in love with Simonetta and her besotted
step-father knows it.
The Flik, Flak and
Simonetta act has grown so successful that they now have theatre residence in
Rome and they play to packed houses, as her grace allows the clowns to act the
fools in love – of course all clowns are romantic failures, what else makes
them so sad?
But there’s also daring do
as Flick flies down from on high with just his head balanced on a wire attached
up near the gods… Clowns live dangerously.
No spoilers… The Count
proposes to Simonetta and relations are stretched to the limit as the plot
delivers twists and tumbles you’d expect from Flik.
Young acts well beyond her
years which seemed to be her speciality – she married Grant Withers aged 17 in 1930 and
was a teen star of pre-code films such as Show
Girl in Hollywood and The Truth About
Youth. She was only 20 making Born to
be Bad and showing up a rather wooden Cary Grant with her ferocious performance as the mother who refuses to let her seven-year old son go into his care.
Nils Asther has extraordinary screen presence as well: a believably vulnerable romantic lead who is also rather unsettling as the man who can’t stop laughing.
But it’s Chaney’s show and
you can only marvel at the controlled expression: a face that can make you
smile one second and uncomfortable the next. When the breaks come off and Flik
takes his misery onto the stage it’s a special effect all on its own.
Laugh, Clown, Laugh is on the TCM Archives - The Lon Chaney Collection which is available
from Amazon and other good online retailers.
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