WHEN LADIES MEET (1933)

Wife vs. mistress: Ann Harding and Myrna Loy

WHEN LADIES MEET (1933). Director: Harry Beaumont. NOTE: Some plot points are given away in this review.

Novelist Mary Howard (Myrna Loy) has had a sort of long-time boyfriend in Jimmie Lee (Robert Montgomery), who is hopelessly in love with her. But Mary has fallen for her married publisher, Rogers Woodruf (Frank Morgan), and is examining the situation in her latest, unfinished novel. She thinks the heroine, who is also having an affair, should intelligently talk things out with her paramour's wife, an idea that the men who read her book, at least, think is crazy. But then Jimmie concocts a scheme where he manages to get both wife, Clare (Ann Harding of The Unknown Man), and mistress -- and eventually the husband -- in the same house during a weekend in the country, and the scenario Mary has envisioned may play out differently than she expects.

Robert Montgomery and Myrna Loy

When Ladies Meet is a frank, interesting and well-played comedy-drama whose best scene is when the two women talk about husbands, affairs, mistresses and infidelity without Clare being aware that Mary is her husband's latest girlfriend, and without Mary knowing that Clare is her lover's wife! Then the husband shows up ... Although Loy never quite seems bright enough to be a serious novelist (yet her character is rather naive) and Harding overplays a couple of moments, both ladies give good (not great) performances. Also notable are the boyish Montgomery as the mischievous Jimmie, and Alice Brady [Three Smart Girls] as the ever-talkative and amusing Bridget, who is hosting the country weekend along with her architect-boyfriend, Walter (Martin Burton).

Frank Morgan: a young woman's dream of bliss? 

A decided weakness of the film is the miscasting of Frank Morgan as the publisher. Not terribly attractive and with a distinctly negative aura in this, Morgan is a bad choice to play a lover boy. It might make more sense if Mary was an aspiring author, and wants Morgan's help and tutelage, but while pretty young woman do on occasion become attached to much less appealing older men, this pairing is a bit much to swallow. Woodruf turns out to be a real pig in any case. Harding has some very good moments coming to some hard conclusions abut her marriage, although Loy underplays her rejection scene way too much. Whatever its flaws, When Ladies Meet is absorbing and entertaining. It was remade eight years later with the same story, much of the same dialogue, but with a completely different cast. Loy and Harding also played rivals in The Animal Kingdom. 

Verdict: Illicit romances never run smoothly. ***. 

LADY IN THE LAKE

Audry Totter and Robert Montgomery's reflection

LADY IN THE LAKE (1946). Director: Robert Montgomery.

Philip Marlowe (Robert Montgomery) submits a short mystery story based on truth to a pulp magazine and is invited in to meet the editor, a woman named Adrienne (Audrey Totter). She is more interested in hiring Marlowe to look for her boss, Derace Kingsby's (Leon Ames), wife, who has supposedly run off with a man named Chris (Dick Simmons of Man with the Steel Whip). This leads into a series of murders and a kind of strange affair between Marlowe and Adrienne, whom the private eye doesn't quite trust. Then he starts tripping over bodies ...

Man in the mirror: Marlowe gets first aid

Lady in the Lake is one of six films directed by star Montgomery, who decided to shoot this as an ill-advised stunt. Except for three brief sequences in which he addresses the camera to move the plot along, Marlowe/Montgomery is only seen in mirrors. While the plot and acting is interesting enough to keep the viewer entertained for most of the film's length, the gimmick gets a little tiresome and one longs for a more traditional approach. Another problem is that Montgomery is miscast as Marlowe (the detective's first name is misspelled as "Phillip"); he's as gruff and obnoxious as the script requires but he doesn't make a convincing Marlowe.

Audrey Totter and Leon Ames

On the other hand, Audrey Totter steals the picture as Adrienne, giving a fascinating and multi-leveled performance, a snarling bitch one minute, a cloying child the next, belting out orders and disdain in equal measure with one hand, and purring kittenishly with the other. She lacks the raw sex appeal of, say, Veronica Lake, but she's extremely effective nevertheless. Leon Ames, Tom Tully [A Kiss for Corliss] as a police captain, and especially Lloyd Nolan [Sergeant Ryker] as a vicious cop are all terrific. Jayne Meadows also has some fine moments, although she isn't always completely convincing in her portrayal. Dick Simmons makes a positive impression as the oddly likable gigolo, Chris.

One has to pay careful attention while watching this picture, because at the end you still may not be certain who did what to whom and why. Raymond Chandler's source novel undoubtedly spelled it out in more detail. In any case, the movie is suspenseful, and there's at least one creepy scene when Marlowe searches inside a bathroom.

Verdict: Watch for Totter if nothing else. **3/4. 

THE SAXON CHARM

THE SAXON CHARM (1948). Writer/director: Claude Binyon.

"Yes, my flatulent Florence Nightingale, and close the door on your way out!" -- Charming Matt Saxon to nurse.

Janet (Susan Hayward), the wife of a successful novelist-turned-playwright, Eric Busch (John Payne), is warned by the unfortunately-named  entertainer Alma Wragg (Audrey Totter) that she may well regret it if her husband allows producer Matt Saxon (Robert Montgomery), Alma's boyfriend, to produce his play. For Saxon doesn't seem to know or especially care that other people have personal lives and may not want to be at his constant beck and call like a bunch of babies. Saxon even tries to order for everyone in a restaurant and throws a fit when things are not to his liking. However, Saxon not only has charm, but he isn't stupid: "Nothing that's good and has a purpose is old-fashioned," he says. Still he's almost responsible for wrecking the Busch marriage and his need for control goes a little too far when it comes to Alma and her career. While The Saxon Charm hasn't quite got the bite and strong plot of the later backstage drama All About Eve, and the marital difficulties of the Busch's seem a bit contrived, it is nevertheless well-acted by all of the principles and quite entertaining as well. A nice score by Walter Scharf  is a bonus. Harry Morgan, Harry Von Zell, Heather Angel, Chill Wills and Kathleen Freeman all score in smaller roles. Binyon also directed Dreamboat with Clifton Webb and many other movies.

Verdict: It's worth spending some time with this "charm boy," who is all too typical of many theatrical types and others. ***.

NIGHT MUST FALL (1932)

NIGHT MUST FALL (1937). Director: Richard Thorpe.

This first film version of Emlym Williams' play certainly holds the attention and has a very interesting story, but it requires the genius of a Hitchcock to make it really come alive and the pedestrian director Richard Thorpe was never on that level. Robert Montgomery is generally excellent as Danny, who enters the household of the prickly, unlikable old lady (Dame May Whitty) when he becomes romantically entangled with one of her housemaids. Danny is intelligent enough to know exactly how to play the woman, but he can't quite fool the poor relation (Rosalind Russell) who also lives in the house and works for the old woman. Unfortunately, Russell isn't entirely immune to Danny's charm, and slowly begins to fall for him even as she becomes more convinced that he's responsible for a gruesome murder in the neighborhood. Russell isn't really up to the task of exploring all the psychological ramifications of her character, but Whitty is simply superb as the old woman. While most of the film isn't remotely scary and has little atmosphere, the scene when she's left alone in the house is quite eerie and well done, and her subsequent encounter with Montgomery is extremely effective and well-acted. What a shame that this assignment wasn't given to the Master of Suspense – Hitch would have turned this into a nail-biting and psychologically penetrating classic.

Verdict: No classic, but has its moments. **1/2.