A Girl Must Live

It' s one of those "three girls in search of rich husbands" plots that were so popular from at least SALLY IRENE AND MARY through HOW TO MARRY A MILLIONAIRE. Margaret Lockwood runs away from boarding school to go on the stage. At her boarding house, she meets Renee Houston and Lilli Palmer, Soon enough, the object of their affections arrives in the person of Hugh Sinclair; unlike others examples of the plots, they're all in competition in between scanitly-clad chorus number. But everyone is on the make, from Hugh Sinclair sowing his wild oats to Naunton Wayne as a pickpocketing hustler to George Robey as a cheating husband. The girls are not friends; they're catty, greedy and too wise for their own good

It's director Carol Reed's fourth of seven movies with Miss Lockwood, and he directs for speed and laughs with a cynical and naughty air impossible in Hollywood since the production code had closed down sexy comedies. Everyone speaks fast to make the show come in at less than 90 minutes, and even when the plot kicks into high gear, it's very funny: a pleasure from start to finish.

Anyone who has seen Gregory LaCava's 'Stage Door' will be familiar with the 'aspiring-actresses/chorus-girls-living-in-a-boarding-house-and- competing-for-the-attentions-of-rich-men' theme that is also presented here. I came to this because it was a Margaret Lockwood film I hadn't seen, but it was full of welcome surprises: Carol Reed directed at a fast lick that has been compared to Preston Sturges,the musical numbers wouldn't have been out of place in 'The Boyfriend', Lilli Palmer is a comic-erotic revelation, the laughs come thick and fast with perfect timing,racy dialogue that somehow evaded the censor, and plotting that has a neo-Wodehousian symmetry. Of course, you have to like this kind of thing in the first place, but this is one of those unsung British films of the 30s that need to be restored to their full glory and given a commentary to boot. "What's for lunch?" "Well, it was 'ot pot. Now it's just pot."

I beg to differ with the other review on this film,it is something special.For a start directed by Carol Reed at the start of his career.Just look at the cast Lockwood,Palmer Houston supported by Harrison,Marriott and making one of his rare film appearances George Robey.Once the film gets past the opening sequence in the finishing school it really hits its stride.There are so many funny lines that you missed them on the first viewing .aAn example"the rice pudding wasn't very popular""we will have it for curry tomorrow",The constant badinage between Palmer and Houston is hilarious.Lockwood being the straight woman in all of this.The musical numbers are not meant to be that great but the lyrics are really funny .Even if you are not Btitish give this a try,i don't think you will be disappointed.

This is almost a Warner Brothers pre-code musical. After the heavy censorship of the 1934 production code, scheming scantily clad gold diggers in American films were a thing of the past - fortunately not so in England!

OK, we don't have Joan Blondell, Busby Berkeley or catchy songs but this is as close to an early thirties Hollywood comedy as possible. There's even an English version of Guy Kibbee.

Being a 'chorus girl' comedy, there are more scantily clad, sexy young ladies than you could ever wish for. The humour is witty, fast-paced and quite racy with enough double entendres to make Sid James blush - and as for the name of Lilli Palmer's character - that's like something from an Austin Powers movie!

The plot is straight out of an old gold diggers movie - chorus girls trying to land a millionaire or blackmail a married man after engineering a sexually compromising situation. The quick-fire script is clever and funny especially in the hands of Lilli Palmer and Renee Houston as the cat fighting best friends. Although Margaret Lockwood isn't quite right for this and as a leading man, Hugh Sinclair is hopeless, dependable old Naughton Wayne more than makes up for their shortcomings.

Future superstar director Mr Carol Reed had recently boarded the rapidly sinking ship that was Gaumont British Pictures. Whilst ultimately failing to save the studio, he did make a few entertaining films there like this. They're not too lavish but like this, they're great fun.

Obviously "the proper" pre-code comedies were made with the background of the American Depression to influence the characters whereas this is in pre-war England. Compared with those old WB movies therefore that struggle against adversity, that hope, that blind optimism is missing. As a consequence the characters are not people, they're just characters in a comedy. Without that dimension of reality you can't empathise or engage with them but this doesn't make this less enjoyable. Despite the presence of Carol Reed, this isn't meant to be a fully developed drama, it's just meant to be funny and it certainly is.

Even so, it's a million times better than the pathetic shadows of the originals which Warner Brothers themselves ended up making at the end of the decade.

The main pleasure of this film is its snappy script (I suspect it would take several viewings to catch all the quickfire barbs that the girls fling at each other). The singing and dancing isn't up to much -- this isn't supposed to be West End stuff, but the cast of a distinctly second-rate outfit, Joe Gold's Golden Girls -- but the cattiness on display is top-notch.

The plot centres around three girls, the Nice One, the Exotic One and the Common One, all out to hook the same man; the outcome is, of course, no surprise. There is also a subplot concerning a kleptomaniac con-man and his various schemes, plus an array of 'types' on display, from the wealthy northern industrialist (or in this case, fur-merchant) to the superannuated Shakespearian actor, the tippling butler, the sound-effects lady from the BBC (she first starred as "the scream in 'East Lynne'"), and the sex-mad chorus line. With hindsight, the plot is pretty slender (we never do learn anything much about who the runaway heroine really is) and the ending a bit flat, but the fun to be had is in trying to follow the dialogue and catch all the assorted insults and innuendoes.

Nothing very special, but worth a look or a recommendation to a friend for an undemanding night's entertainment. There's no depth to speak of below the quick-moving surface, but the quips run fast and furious and the girls are as hardboiled as they come.