Goldgräber-Molly

What a fun movie! Debbie Reynolds does a wonderful job portraying Molly Brown, a poor, uncultured country girl who "makes good," but then finds herself having to fight (none too successfully) for acceptance among the rich crowd she finds herself suddenly thrown into. Always rising when she's down (unsinkable in other words) there's also a sense of discovery involved for Molly, as she finally comes to understand in a wonderfully dramatic moment in an otherwise hilarious film that even among her wealthy and regal European friends she is accepted because they find her amusing, and not because she's really accepted as one of them. The title of the movie, of course, comes specifically from the real-life Molly Brown's experience in surviving the Titanic disaster, as she returns home after making this discovery.

Yes, the movie is undoubtedly full of tall tales. But it's full of wonderful songs (Harve Presnell as Johnny Brown has a marvellous singing voice), pretty good acting and just a general sense of fun. Well worth the watching.

I had the pleasure of accompanying my great aunt and one of her contemporaries to the opening of this movie in Denver in 1964. Because they had known the old girl herself (the real Mrs. Margaret Brown, that is) back in the early years of the century, both in Leadville and Denver, they were keen on seeing what Hollywood and Debbie had done with the story.

I remember vividly watching their reactions turn from initial pleasure with the opening number to puzzlement when Debbie started to chew the scenery and behave like, well, Debbie Reynolds. This was followed by Ed Begley and the boys in the saloon hooting it up, and the two old ladies next to me started to frown a bit and whisper something to the effect that "it was not like that at all." They were becoming quite restless until the Denver bits began, but they seemed to accept the remainder of the story with a good deal of resignation that it was all just good fun and nonsense, and wasn't that what going to the movies was all about?

Afterward, as we strolled over to the Brown Palace for dinner, they regaled me with a complete history of the real Mrs. Brown and the many mutual friends they had enjoyed meeting at that same venue from roughly 1895 to 1915 when they were themselves just being presented into Denver society. I learned, among other things, that Mrs. Brown was considered an eccentric but generally well-liked and articulate woman who, despite never really being accepted at the toniest levels, became a legend in her own time after the Titanic episode. That part of the story was not only true, but actually a larger-than-life experience, the details of which they agreed should have been featured more profoundly in the film version.

The next time I drove down Wadsworth Blvd. and saw Mrs. Brown's "Summer House," a rather grand Victorian edifice like the better known one in the center of Denver, I tried to picture Debbie Reynolds in that setting and could not quite fit the two together. That in spite of the fact that Debbie herself grew up in El Paso at the southern end of the same Rocky Mountains that rise northward through Colorado.

Not without imperfections, but seeing 'The Unsinkable Molly Brown' in tribute to the now late Debbie Reynolds still filled me with a lot of happiness.

Reynolds attacks her part with delicious gusto and energy, she sings like an angel and she dances with poise and brio. Subtle it isn't, but infectious? Yes, yes and a million times yes. Harve Presnell is a similarly splendid leading man, and the supporting cast sparkle, with the likes of Jack Kruschen, Ed Begley, Hermione Baddeley and Martita Hunt, Kruschen and Hunt especially revel in their characters with aplomb.

Production values are similarly top-notch, especially the exquisite Colorado scenery and the handsome cinematography and lavish colour do it no disservices. The script sparkles with wit, the musical numbers are staged with brio and pathos, the story has fun, charm and poignancy and Charles Walters makes the most of the material.

'The Unsinkable Molly Brown' is a little overlong however, with some of the second half dragging when the story gets thinner. Apart from Reynolds' exuberant rendition of "I Ain't Down Yet" the songs are not particularly memorable despite everyone's noble efforts in making them come alive.

In conclusion, doesn't completely float but in way does it sink without a trace. 7/10 (mainly for the cast and the production values) Bethany Cox

I used to watch this movie when I was little, and I just recently rediscovered it. It's amazing how much better movies can get once you grow up. Debbie Reynolds portrays Molly Brown wonderfully. Her singing and dancing alone make this movie worth watching. My favorite scene is the "He's my friend, and he'll stay my friend...." scene. If you haven't seen this movie, you should definitely watch it. It's so great!

This is not a review, but an inquiry. Does anyone know who the real-life baby was that portrayed Molly as a baby in the beginning of the movie going over the rapids in a cradle? I saw a very old "filler" once on TCM which featured swim instruction for very young children, some as young as 12 months. The instructor had them swimming to the pool bottom to retrieve items as well as racing each other to see who reached the other side first. I believe early swim instruction had gained some measure of popularity in California during the 30s. Most of the footage of the rapids was of a dummy. Other footage was of the baby in a water tank on a sound stage with footage of rapids being shown in the background. The final few seconds of that scene show the cradle overturning very close to shore and spilling the baby out. The baby then swims to shore and crawls out - that part is real. I sure would like to know who that baby was. It was precious!