Midnight Mary 1933 Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer (74 minutes)
directed by William A. Wellman; story by Anita Loos, screenplay by Gene Markey and
Kathryn Scola; cinematographer, James Van Trees; editor, William S. Gray.
This beautifully cut and polished William
Wellman gem is a romance set in the late dusk of the pre-censorship, pre-noir
era and wrapped in a courtroom drama.
The protagonist Mary Martin (Loretta
Young) shared a chronic problem with a lot of the American film audience in
1933—not to mention 2012: she was young, single, out of work and could not find
a job.
Mary tells her life story in
flashbacks, reminiscing in a clerk’s office adjacent to the courtroom where she
awaits a jury verdict in her ‘sensational’ murder trial. Her eye first catches
the year she was born—1910—on the back of a volume of court proceedings on a
shelf in the clerk’s office; she moves apace through the key events.
She is a ‘good gal’ at heart, though
she has a knack for turning up in the wrong place at the wrong time. It did not
take her long to fall in with the wrong crowd, even the
wrong Mr. Darcy—Leo Darcy (Ricardo Cortez), a dapper thug, and his gang—not exactly
Jane Austen’s paragon Fitzwilliam Darcy.
On the other hand, Mary gets great
mileage out of being a strikingly beautiful wrongster, especially after she turns
the head of Thomas Mannering Jr., Esq. (Franchot Tone), son of a judge and
scion of a wealthy family with a Park Avenue address.
Ricardo Cortez, Loretta Young and Franchot Tone in Midnight Mary |
The writing is crisp and sharp. The
studio lighting, editing and montage are reason enough to see this gem. An
early sequence follows Mary wearing holes in her shoes and runs in her stockings
as she pounds pavement looking for work. At the end of the day, advertising signs
in lights speak to her disheartenment in a manner similar to details in Bruce
McCall’s covers for The New Yorker magazine:
A sign advertising ‘Coco Facial
Soup’ becomes ‘No Jobs To-Day’; a sign for ‘Tires: More Miles’ becomes a
rotating ‘No Help Wanted’; the sign for the Riverside Drive subway station reads
‘No Jobs; No Help Wanted’; and the ‘Capitol’ and ‘Joan Crawford’ of a picture
palace marquee flash ‘No Jobs’ and ‘No Jobs To-Day.’ The superimposition of
this collection of images in a single frame crowns her disappointment and frustration.
Cortez was an Austrian expatriate
who changed his name and modeled his look on the classic Latin lover popular in
films of that time. He played the first film Sam Spade in Warner Brothers’ 1931
Dangerous
Female, a well done but not well known adaptation of Dashiell Hammett’s
pulp detective novel The Maltese Falcon, directed by Roy Del Ruth. (John
Huston made his classic version with Humphrey Bogart for Warner Brothers in
1941.)
Incidentally, the great character
actress and comic Una Merkel, who plays Mary’s lifelong friend Bunny in Midnight
Mary, was Sam Spade’s secretary Effie Perine in Del Ruth’s Dangerous
Female.
Several references in this movie to
William Randolph Hearst publications movie relate to recondite details of
newspaper history. When we first see Mary at the defendant’s table in court
during her murder trial, her eyes appear above a copy of Hearst’s
International Cosmopolitan magazine she is reading as the District Attorney
(Frank Conroy) gives his closing argument.
At the end of the movie, a series
of New York Journal headlines and subheads brings the story arc to a clean,
three-point landing. The New York Journal was the newspaper Hearst
brought out in 1896 to take on Joseph Pulitzer’s New York World by
emulating and amplifying Pulitzer’s ‘yellow journalism.’
Midnight Mary is among the
early Hollywood talkies released before the industry began to enforce its
self-imposed ‘Production Code’—censorship guidelines on sexual and moral
content—in 1934, and continued to do so for nearly three decades.
Turner Classic Movies reissued this
movie among several sets of so-called ‘pre-code’ films on DVD as its ‘Forbidden
Hollywood Collection.’ Despite the ‘blue movie’ cover art, the moral,
social, and in some instances political subject matter make for the raciest
parts.
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