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Wednesday, July 1, 2020

Is This a Synonym for "Martyr"?

Film: The Valiant
Format: Internet video on the new internet machine.

There is a sense that, when viewing an older film like this one, that I need to take into account the time in which the film was made. That’s always a good idea. As a film fan, it’s sometimes difficult to address older films with a more modern lens. We’ve seen that recently with the reaction against a film like Gone with the Wind, that has racial views that belong in the past but are tied up in understanding the story and the era of film in which it was made. The Valiant doesn’t have that kind of problem; it’s just a very early talkie and evidence that it took some time before people really figured out the medium of talking film.

What this means is that The Valiant is filled with the sort of acting that feels like it belongs on a stage, perhaps fitting for a film from 1929 that was adapted from a one-act play. We’ve got some very wooden line readings and some very ham-handed melodrama to deal with here. But at the same time, we also have the film debut of Paul Muni, who proved to be not just one of the first chameleons in talkie pictures, but one of the greatest forgotten actors of the modern age. Muni’s career included one Oscar win over five nominations that spanned 30 years—as his debut, this was clearly his first nomination; has last came for The Last Angry Man in 1959.

Wednesday, June 1, 2016

Immigrant Song

Film: A Ship Comes In
Format: Internet video on The Nook.

I hate bringing up Letterboxd all of the time here, but it often serves as an important touchstone for some of the more obscure films that I watch. In the case of A Ship Comes In, we’re looking at one with a dozen and a half scores, none of them higher than 3.5 stars and the vast majority below 3. Fortunately, the surviving print of the film is a mere 70 minutes long, so if there’s going to be pain, at least it will be short. A Ship Comes In suffers from a lot of problems. Most of these are a function of the time it was made. It’s overly melodramatic like most silent dramas and the plot points are incredibly obvious. Just as seriously, this is a film in desperate need of being restored. The print that exists, at least on YouTube, is faded and washed out and most of the title cards are a strain to read.

A Ship Comes In is an immigrant story. The Pleznik family—father Peter (Rudolph Schildkraut), his unnamed wife (a nominated Louise Dresser), son Eric (Milton Holmes), and young daughter Marthe (Linda Landi) arrive from…somewhere…via boat into New York. They clear immigration and settle in the city. Peter finds a job as a janitor and takes pride in his work as much as he can. Peter also has philosophical disagreements with Sokol (Fritz Feld), another immigrant who is also an anarchist or possibly a communist. At the very least, he’s a violent dissident.