Rome Express
The invention of
Launder & Gilliat’s The Lady Vanishes, a film that puts Hitchcock in his place amongst
English directors on a trip from Paris to the Second Empire of “old man
Mussolini”, illicit lovers aboard and a man much sought after (”the Poole of London”) and the head
of the Sūreté, bug man (coleopterist)
for the warm hills on his holiday (cp. Marie Celeste, dir. Henry
King), and an American movie starlet with the miraculous name Asta Marvelle and her publicity
man (“I was once press agent to Tom Mix’s horse, good enough for
anybody, ain’t it?”), and a “famous millionaire, philanthropist
and art collector” basking in renown more or less and pining for a Van Dyck stolen away from his avid gaze. “You’d not have made a good director, Mills,”
cp. The Rains Came (dir. Clarence Brown).
“Discretion
is the better part of wagon-lit.”
The complexity of
filming and the Continental, even global variety (“a fool is a fool the
world over”) are eloquently and very precisely remembered in
Annakin’s Those Magnificent Men in
Their Flying Machines, and from here a line extends through John
Ford’s Stagecoach to
Asquith’s The V.I.P.s
and Russell’s French Dressing. Cf. Ophuls’
La Signora di tutti for the film star with a past, Zurta’s exit figures in The 39 Steps and is no doubt remembered in Kubrick’s 2001: A Space Odyssey for the fade-out
to a sign proclaiming—
ROMA
STAZIONI TERMINI
ARRIVI
etc.
Mordaunt Hall of the New
York Times gave the palm to Sternberg (Shanghai
Express) but granted this “a well-produced and generally compelling melodrama.”
Variety, “a combination of Grand Hotel and Shanghai Express, nevertheless it is original in conception and
execution.” TV
Guide places the murder victim among the suspects, or as Bishop (“that
prize bore”) says, “I have a theory about this case—the
deceased wasn’t killed at all!” Michael Brooke (BFI), “a delightful comedy-thriller”, citing C.A. Lejeune (The Observer)
on “the first time in the history of British films...” Film4, “enjoyable”. Hal Erickson (All
Movie Guide) gives it to Goulding, “fast-moving
British imitation of Hollywood’s Grand
Hotel formula.” Halliwell’s Film Guide, “the script needs modernizing”,
citing Basil Wright, “a first class craftsman’s job.”
Land
Without Music
This is a
notoriously able transmission of Whistler’s experiences in London,
transferred from the art of painting to the art of music. It features Justice
Frankfurter’s favorite tenor, a perfectly-realized comic performance by
Jimmy Durante, and a snap-crackling furious sense of style exemplified from the
outset in the artful credits.
Inspector Hornleigh on Holiday
At sunny
Brighthaven, where the sea is raging, the sun pops in when you pop out, and the
captain who doesn’t know port from starboard drives his car right over a
cliff.
Which leads to
the late scion of an ancestral house, and the Chelsea Bridge and Social Club,
and St. Anne’s Hospital, where the dead are passed on for insurance
money.
An exceptionally
fine satire, properly morbid, by Gilliat & Launder and J.O.C. Orton
(“excellent script”, says Halliwell’s Film Guide).
The Inspector in
disguise as an able seaman and a Harley Street physician has to deal with a
certain Jack dressed up as a hospital matron.
Charley’s (Big-Hearted) Aunt
Oxford, Bowgate
College, Cambridge next.
In Birmingham, where
the nuts come from, there lives a lady...
Antiquities and
has-beens, educational cruises (“the bunk”) and so forth.
Sir Eustace
Bowgate with an ‘at on, “Beer Is Best”.
They know the
play at Oxford, see it right before their eyes, and still...
Arthur Askey and
group going to school in the worst way, a perfectly-pitched comedy on the
‘igher education.
The Ghost Train
An absolutely
marvelous piece of cod, hot and steaming, and it comes with lots of potatoes
done to a turn while Tommy Gander stops his train to get out and fetch his hat.
Just the thing
when you’ve had a hard day at the War Office and the blooming Nazis have
been terrorizing your house from above.
“If this is
the Cornish Riveera, give me Camberwell!”
Inspector Hornleigh Goes to It
To an Army base,
a ranker this time, against scrounging from the stores. Sergeant Bingham
tangles them in a Nazi spy ring.
Now this is the
latest chapter in Hornleigh’s memoirs, “The Fifth Column”, a barmaid,
an Upper Allingford dentist, a London school evacuated to a village hotel,
dentist’s wife and headmaster at the center of things, and Bob’s
your uncle.
The peculiar
thing, as the Inspector early observes, is the method of transmission, no fixed
wireless location, letters posted to a fictitious London address, the night
mail from Cardiff infested with spies.
Screenplay by
Frank Launder, J.O.C. Orton and Val Guest.
Sons of the Sea
The Royal Mail by
steam to America and back for the first time, with improvements for the
emigrant passengers bound in sailing ships for profit.
Efforts of the
McIver firm, loss of the Gigantic upon launching, the general
difficulty, dissolution, new partnerships.
Forde talks
American and British equally well, therefore he is the right man for the job, a
tale of great enterprise and merit enchantingly filmed with Michael Redgrave
and Valerie Hobson and a magnificent cast to emphasize the seafaring bond a
century old between England and America and proclaim the unity of purpose
against tyranny just at the time America entered the war.
Atlantic Ferry is the British title.