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Earlier this week I returned to Film Forum for more fun with Erich von Stroheim, this time a double feature: The Great Gabbo (1929) and The Great Flamarion (1945). An interesting pairing, for although they were made fifteen years apart under very different circumstances, the two films had a number of thematic parallels.
In each, Stroheim plays a successful stage star: Gabbo is a ventriloquist, while Flamarion has a sharp-shooting act. There are a lot of backstage scenes in each film. Both of Stroheim’s characters are egotistical and aloof, but Gabbo is downright cruel, and has no apparent redeeming features, while Flamarion is more sympathetic; he’s withdrawn from other people because of a romance that ended badly. Gabbo is so mean to his sweet-natured girlfriend (Betty Compson) she reluctantly leaves him, and his jealousy over her ultimately drives him mad. Flamarion’s personal situation is quite different, however. Against his better judgment he becomes involved with his attractive stage assistant (Mary Beth Hughes), who turns out to be a nasty piece of work. She lures him into committing murder, tricks him out of his savings, and then splits. His desire for revenge inspires him to track her down, and more violence erupts.
Gabbo is a primitive early talkie, and frankly pretty clunky for the most part, especially the musical numbers, but Stroheim’s weird relationship with his dummy, Otto, exerts a strange fascination even so. I have the Kino DVD of this film, and wondered how it would play with an audience. Well, at the show I attended people watched with interest, but there were snickers at times. Normally it bugs me when an audience laughs at a drama rather than with it, but in this case it was understandable, particularly during the “Caught in a Web of Love” number, where Compson and her boyfriend dance about, dressed as giant insects. Who could suppress a laugh during that sequence? Not me!
There was one big disappointment connected with this show. In Film Forum’s advertising, they promised that Gabbo would boast the restored Technicolor sequence. I recall a thread here on this topic a while back, and the consensus seemed to be that the Technicolor footage no longer exists, so I was surprised by this announcement and certainly looking forward to seeing it. But when we arrived at the box office, there was a sign at the window saying that the print was entirely in black & white, with apologies. I don’t know how the misunderstanding occurred.
Flamarion turned out to be surprisingly well made, and engaging. It’s one of Anthony Mann’s early directorial credits, and his storytelling talent is evident. By the standards of its studio, Republic, this was an A-picture, and next to the creakiness of Gabbo it was striking how slick it was: the cinematography, editing, etc., all looked quite good. Stroheim’s acting was also much more polished, by this point. And I was really taken with Mary Beth Hughes, as the femme fatale. She was terrific! I checked her credits afterward and realized I’d seen her in a few things, but she’d never made an impression on me until now. Too bad her performance here didn’t lead to better roles. I guess this flick didn’t do much for Stroheim‘s career, either, but it holds up better than a lot of the other films he acted in. Personally I enjoyed Flamarion a lot more than As You Desire Me.
Any other thoughts on these 2 Great’s? Or on that missing Technicolor sequence, or the underappreciated Mary Beth Hughes?
In each, Stroheim plays a successful stage star: Gabbo is a ventriloquist, while Flamarion has a sharp-shooting act. There are a lot of backstage scenes in each film. Both of Stroheim’s characters are egotistical and aloof, but Gabbo is downright cruel, and has no apparent redeeming features, while Flamarion is more sympathetic; he’s withdrawn from other people because of a romance that ended badly. Gabbo is so mean to his sweet-natured girlfriend (Betty Compson) she reluctantly leaves him, and his jealousy over her ultimately drives him mad. Flamarion’s personal situation is quite different, however. Against his better judgment he becomes involved with his attractive stage assistant (Mary Beth Hughes), who turns out to be a nasty piece of work. She lures him into committing murder, tricks him out of his savings, and then splits. His desire for revenge inspires him to track her down, and more violence erupts.
Gabbo is a primitive early talkie, and frankly pretty clunky for the most part, especially the musical numbers, but Stroheim’s weird relationship with his dummy, Otto, exerts a strange fascination even so. I have the Kino DVD of this film, and wondered how it would play with an audience. Well, at the show I attended people watched with interest, but there were snickers at times. Normally it bugs me when an audience laughs at a drama rather than with it, but in this case it was understandable, particularly during the “Caught in a Web of Love” number, where Compson and her boyfriend dance about, dressed as giant insects. Who could suppress a laugh during that sequence? Not me!
There was one big disappointment connected with this show. In Film Forum’s advertising, they promised that Gabbo would boast the restored Technicolor sequence. I recall a thread here on this topic a while back, and the consensus seemed to be that the Technicolor footage no longer exists, so I was surprised by this announcement and certainly looking forward to seeing it. But when we arrived at the box office, there was a sign at the window saying that the print was entirely in black & white, with apologies. I don’t know how the misunderstanding occurred.
Flamarion turned out to be surprisingly well made, and engaging. It’s one of Anthony Mann’s early directorial credits, and his storytelling talent is evident. By the standards of its studio, Republic, this was an A-picture, and next to the creakiness of Gabbo it was striking how slick it was: the cinematography, editing, etc., all looked quite good. Stroheim’s acting was also much more polished, by this point. And I was really taken with Mary Beth Hughes, as the femme fatale. She was terrific! I checked her credits afterward and realized I’d seen her in a few things, but she’d never made an impression on me until now. Too bad her performance here didn’t lead to better roles. I guess this flick didn’t do much for Stroheim‘s career, either, but it holds up better than a lot of the other films he acted in. Personally I enjoyed Flamarion a lot more than As You Desire Me.
Any other thoughts on these 2 Great’s? Or on that missing Technicolor sequence, or the underappreciated Mary Beth Hughes?
-- Charlie Morrow

