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The Broadway Melody (1928-29) — 2 Comments

  1. I sat and watched The Broadway Melody again (trying to keep up). I just don’t know. Something about it leaves me a little cool. I tried to watch in the context of seeing it for the first time in the time period that it was made. That didn’t seem to help me. It did make me appreciate the objectivity of your review. And, of course, not having seen any of the other four, I’m hard pressed to even comment as to it’s worthiness.

    Something I was keenly aware of throughout was the writer’s depiction of extreme shallowness and self focus in his depiction of “actors”. He was not very complimentary. I’m not sure if this pushed a button because I’m an actor but I found this the most grating part of the film. Thankfully they are minimal.

    My other disappointment was I wanted The Mahoney Sisters to really shine when they got their moment. I feel like this would have made me connect or empathize with them when Queenie gets hired without Hank. But both their audition and their performance is less than stellar, boarding on amateur.

    And, unlike the previous film, I found this to be a bit over long. I’m trying to think of something that I just loved about it, so as not to be too negative. I certainly appreciate it from a technical stand point. Considering the time, it must have been a nightmare to shoot regarding audio. And I’ve always been charmed by the choreography. The Broadway Melody number with this darling gal who’s doing a tap number on pointe… well I’m sure she never walked again. Brilliant.

    Thanks for your wonderful insights. I look forward to the rest.

    • Michael, thanks so much for your insight as well. I agree with your observation about the general depiction of actors as shallow and self-involved … and perhaps the amateur performance level of the Mahoneys is yet another inside slam or mockery against vagabond “sister act” -types and their relevancy. Who knows? They certainly had more determination than talent.

      Bessie Love as Hank is the only one who gained my sympathy. I pitied Anita Page as Queenie a little bit, but she was too “dumb” and simplistic to relate to or really root for, and she seemed so lost and victimized.

      Still, in the end, it’s the story and the conflicts that won me over and held my interest, not the performances or characters (or caricatures, in some cases). And the song score with one classic Hollywood tune after another.

      That’s the biggest take-away for me, watching these early Best Picture winners: the story is the star. The performances, production values, direction, dialogue, etc., all take a back seat to the plot … even if they’re delivered with a clumsy hand.

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