Showing posts with label Douglas MacLean. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Douglas MacLean. Show all posts

Friday, June 25, 2021

Review - Bell Boy 13

 June 26, 2021
 
Bell Boy 13 – US, 1922
 

There’s an old saying regarding the impact of familiarity that must be tempered from time to time, for while it would be great if every movie were a complete original, the truth is that audiences often prefer what is recognizable. It is no wonder then that some of the earliest movies were adaptations of popular novels and why early physical comedy was sometimes little more than one person hitting and another falling down. After all, when you cannot rely on words to move the narrative forward, perhaps it helps to be able to identify the structure early on.
 
One of the most archetypical narrative tropes to develop during the silent era involved a lazy wealthy young man and the sweet young lady who refuses to marry him unless he proves himself worthy. It was a variation of the duck-out-of-water theme, and it presented its protagonist with a number of comic opportunities, many of which relied on the notion that those born wealthy were out of touch with common people. In 1920, it was Buster Keaton who stepped into this role in his first feature length film The Saphead; two years later, it was Douglas MacLean in William A. Seiter’s Bell Boy 13.
 
Like most early slapstick comedies, the narrative of Bell Boy 13 is less important than the gags employed to get its characters from Point A to Point B. In fact, we know how the film will end after just a few minutes. In that small amount of time, we meet Harry Elrod (MacLean), the pampered rich kid, Kitty Clyde (Margaret Loomis), the actress he intends to marry, and Elrey Elrod (John Steppling) the uncle standing in their way. It doesn’t take a genius to know: a) that the uncle will oppose their marriage in the beginning and b) that the young lovers will be together in the end. The only question is how Harry changes his uncle’s mind.
 
The film is divided up into four parts, each one featuring a particular comic scenario. The first two involve Harry trying to elude his uncle so that he can elope with Kitty. The first is a variation of the standard “go out, see someone, go back in” gag, and it’s interesting how well these scenes work in spite of their predictability. The second revolves around Harry’s attempts to go through an open door and the many obstacles, one of which is a terrible singer, standing in his way. For the third one, Harry dons a uniform and attempts to make an honest living; he caps off the film by instigating a walk out that ends up only benefitting him.
 
The movies doesn’t give its supporting cast that much to do. As Kitty, Loomis is asked to be sweet and innocent, which she does well enough. Only during a scene in which someone enters her room at a most importune time does she really have a chance to shine. Steppling is given a bit more to do, and I admired the way he contorted his face and used his body to show anger and moral judgment. The actor playing the character who gets Harry a job fares best of all primarily because he is interacting with MacLean. A scene in which his character engages in an elbowing match is quite humorous, and an earlier exchange about employment opportunities allows him to show just how decent he is. (He was uncredited, so I could not find his name. Believe me, I tried.)
 
Of course, Bell Boy 13 is MacLean’s film, and he is truly a delight to behold. Here, he’s essentially playing a spoiled child in a man’s body, and he fully embodies the two personalities. In his scenes with Kitty, he is sweet and smiley, but never fully mature. With his uncle, he is both cowardly and innovative, showing that while his nerves may falter, his mind is active and quick. When he’s working, MacLean adopts the demeanor of both a child playing a game and an adult experiencing an aspect of life for the first time. He was truly a master of facial expressions.
 
The film’s final act is slightly disappointing due to the insertion of a character that screen writers Violet Clark and Austin Gill clearly had no plan for. The character is introduced early in the film and gives the impression of being a thief in pursuit of an envelope containing $25,000. By the end of the film, I was unsure exactly what his motivations were, for if he is who he is revealed to be, his continued presence in the film defies logic.
 
I’m reminded of Baz Luhrman’s belief that the audience should be told the ending of a film very early on, reasoning that when you know how it ends, you’ll relax and enjoy the journey getting there. Perhaps this is how we should see films like Bell Boy 13. Having seen so many films in my lifetime, ones made both before and after this one, it is hard to find one with a completely unique storyline. Maybe the best way to judge some films is to look at how well its individual pieces worked, rather than how creative the overall narrative is. Seen from this perspective, Bell Boy 13 is a success. Its first act is clever, its second a riot, and its third a lot of fun. The fourth is not on the same level as the three that precede it, but watching MacLean end a strike by proclaiming that he had received everything he wanted more than made up for it. MacLean was indeed a cinematic treasure, and it grieves me that One a Minute and Bell Boy 13 are all that remain of what must have been a stellar body of work. (on DVD as part of Undercrank Productions’s The Douglas MacLean Collection)
 
3 and a half stars
 
*Bell Boy 13 is a silent film.

Saturday, May 22, 2021

Review - One A Minute

May 22, 2021
 
One A Minute – U.S., 1921
 

In discussing Douglas MacLean’s 1921 film One a Minute, I’m tempted to paraphrase the tag of Billy Crystal’s 61* and ponder history’s rather peculiar judgment that there were only three great silent comedians of the male persuasion – Chaplin, Keaton, and Lloyd. The implication, of course, would be that MacLean deserves to be mentioned in the same breath as those cinematic giants, a suggestion that Kevin Brownlow had no qualms about making in his seminal book The Parade’s Gone By, but which I cannot support beyond the deep affection I have for his performance in One A Minute. See, fate saw to it that MacLean would be easy to forgot. Of the twenty-three feature films he made, only two survive in full. Our loss.
 
One A Minute, directed by Jack Nelson, features MacLean as Jimmy Knight, a recent graduate of law school returning to his hometown, Centerville, to run his father’s drug store, and if that sentence doesn’t make your head spin, I’m not sure what will. Like so many other trips home in silent films, this one allows two attractive youngers, Jimmy and Miriam Rogers (Marian De Beck) to meet and discover a comradery. Unlike other films, this bond involves an article on Abraham Lincoln and his reputation as a fighter, a quality both of them admire. As luck would have it, they both embark at Centerville, although not entirely at the same time.
 
After a humorous bit involving Jimmy, a fancy car, and a few local townspeople, Jimmy arrives at his father’s store to find it hemorrhaging customers to a CVS-like competitor able to offer medicine at cheaper prices and keep its shelves fully stocked. In fact, these days, its most loyal customer seems to be Jimmy’s aunt, who according to the intertitles, has never read about a condition she didn’t then discover she had. Soon, he’s cursing the very store he came back to save and remarking to a reporter friend (Victor Potel) how much he wishes someone would just walk in and offer him $1,000 for it. And wouldn’t you know it? Within seconds of uttering those hopeful words, the doors swing open and the owner of his competitor (Andrew Robson) enters offering to buy him out for $2,000. There’s only one problem: He’s Miriam’s father, and when she appears and gazes at Jimmy with a sincere look of admiration, he simply has to play the role of the fighter that she so highly venerates.
 
Admittedly, little, if any, of what I’ve described thus far is likely to seem all that novel. However, what follows completely defies expectations. (I won’t spoil it except to say that a miracle cure for all that ails you and a quote by P.T. Barnum reverberate throughout the film.) It is as if screen writers Frederick Jackson and Joseph Poland had looked through a crystal ball and seen all of the cinematic clichés that would follow and made it his mission to make the one film that was the exception. And in defying these expectation, they gave MacLean a heck of a role. Admittedly, I was suckered in by the romance and saccharine sweetness of the opening scenes, ones that would have been right up Harold Lloyd’s alley. However, that sentiment changes with the arrival of “Jingo” Pitts, the reporter, another character that goes against stereotypes. Suddenly, MacLean takes on the demeanor of a spoiled rich kid eager to be rid of, yet profit off of his father’s life’s work. When he gets the offer, his expression is of sheer giddiness, akin to a child who’s just gotten his allowance and is now consumed with thoughts of where to waste it.
 
In fact, the role of Jimmy requires MacLean to take on a kind of split personality. There’s the confident, diligent persona he adopts for Miriam and the local politicians, and then there’s the nervous, almost rueful one we get hints of whenever his fellow townspeople are certain to be looking the other way. This is evident late in the film in one of the best courtroom scenes you’ll ever see in a comedy. In one of its best moments, Jimmy is questioning a witness for the prosecution and with a straight face actually asks how doctors can be so sure that charcoal causes health problems if they’ve never prescribed it. Jimmy then flashes that “million-dollar smile” that MacLean was famous for, so proud of his cleverness, only for it to instantly be replaced by one of embarrassment after he catches a glimpse of the judge’s stern, disapproving look. The judge is impressively played by Carl Stockdale.
 
The ending, alas, comes out of left field and is a major cop-out. It would have been better for the film to invest in its storyline fully and perhaps end with a newspaper headline declaring the world to be in perfect health. Instead, we get a feel-good message about the power of suggestion that doesn’t gel with what came before. I get it, though. In 1921, we were in more traditional times. Movies were just starting, prohibition was in its second year, and people were already wondering if Hollywood was glamorizing a lifestyle that was anything but Christian. In a way, the ending is a way of reaffirming those values that so many people said movies should uphold. Still, it is the most forgettable part of the film.
 
And so, I return to my earlier impulse – to put MacLean among the giants. I know it seems premature to make that assertion after just one film, but think about all those times, you just knew. When you watched an actress making her onscreen debut and immediately proclaimed she would win an Academy Award. When you heard a song on the radio and could tell instantly it was destined to hit #1 on the charts. When you watched a college athlete and had no doubt he would be considered a legend one day. Sometimes you can tell. (on DVD from Undercrank Productions)
 
4 stars
 
*One A Minute has been meticulously restored and looks incredible. I may have to rethink my views on Quickstarter.
*The courtroom scene features one of the most creative uses of Chinese characters I’ve ever seen.