Word: plotting
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...rights, is jailed again for singing to flowers. Again he escapes, chases a pretty girl (Rolla France) into the phonograph factory, is herded into line, disrupts the phonograph-assembling routine with his fumbling individualism, finally confronts the phonograph tycoon, his old convict pal, disrupting also his routine. The plot now begins to spin like a pinwheel. Blackmailers, a love interest, the police, a fabulous Magic Park for lovers, a lost suitcase with the tycoon's fortune, make a buoyant arrangement in nonsense, ending with a ceremony to celebrate the factory's wiring for entire mechanization, no humans required...
...opportunities for entertainment in Boston this week are distressingly curtailed, what with the theatres dark and "The Woman in Room 13" distributed about the town at the Fenway, Modern, and Beacon. It is a weird "plot pourri" of all the tales handed in at the Fox office this last twelvemonth. Miss Landi tramps along through a divorce court, a murder court, and out to the glaring sunlight of a tennis court where she serves very badly, and back again into prison to see her husband serve for his double fault. It is a grotesque slow-moving business made possible...
Congress Dances is a new cinemusical type, noteworthy for its formality, charm, wit and innocence. It accents spectacle and pace, largely ignores plot implications. Conrad Veidt, an expert in menace parts who resembles Alfred Lunt, lets his face alone in this picture and is as cheerful a villain as he can be a gloomy hero. Lil Dagover is also on view as Tsar-bait. The Hollywood technique of getting the maximum out of a gag or situation is notably lacking in Congress Dances, hence its U. S. success is doubtful. Good shots: Metternich in a darkroom reading code despatches against...
...strangely enough, the music remains fresh and interesting. Now and then a good tone makes you forget the creaky old plot. The pleasant old waltz, "My Hero," comes untarnished. And so, though there is no wit left in "The Chocolate Soldier," there is song, song that this reviewer would rather have rendered instrumentally as Biergartenmusik wafting blithely across the Pilsener foam...
...World and the Flesh treats the Russian revolution in a new manner for the cinema, using it as the material for blood & thunder romance in the style of Rafael Sabatini. It is a well directed and adequately authentic picture, damaged mainly by prolixity of plot and by reverberations of George Bancroft's guffaw. His laughter is of a sort to suggest that he has just heard a joke which he does not understand...