Sensation Hunters

A showgirl finds herself romantically torn between a daring pilot and a mining engineer. It's hardly surprising that Arline Judge never really made a name for herself if her weak performance here is anything to go by, and she isn't helped by the inconsequential quality of the material here. Former Mack Sennett bathing beauty Juanita Henson, presumably in the period between her cocaine and morphine addictions, stands out as the brassy, bullying leader of a dance troupe, and a youngish Walter Brennan appears in a couple of scenes as a gormless waiter. Sadly, these two provide the only scenes worth watching.

Sensation Hunters is a pre-code melodrama set in the tropics of the Panama Canal Zone. The action mostly centers around Trixie's Bull Pit a kind of upscale dive owned by Juanita Hansen who is Texas Guinan like character for the low brows.

Two women are going to work there, good time girl Arline Judge and newcomer Marian Nixon. The girls are kind of on the menu there as well and millionaire aviator Kenneth McKenna. He might be the answer to Nixon's prayers, but it doesn't work out that way.

Preston Foster who I usually enjoy is completely wasted in a role that only calls for him to be a shoulder that Nixon cries on. The whole story despite its trash setting is an old fashioned Victorian melodrama not likely to be revived

Nor should it.

From a really cinema and score lover I feel like movies like this one that keeps hidden on a pre-code section are destinated for the ones that feels the urge to understand how society was back in the day and how the cinema was made!

I like it.

A gaggle of seasoned showgirls board a luxury liner bound for jobs in Panama and the "newbie" among them falls for one of the passengers but it's a rocky road to love for a good girl stranded in the tropics...

SENSATION HUNTERS isn't as cheap as later Monogram features but the only "sensation" I saw was in the film's provocative poster -unless, of course, you're wild about clichés. The eclectic cast was the selling point for me and I wasn't disappointed; sassy Arline Judge (the lady in red on the poster) as a wise-cracking, thrice-married cabaret entertainer ("a sailor's delight") was the nominal star but she played second fiddle to the heroine (the boring Marion Burns) and was no less of a firecracker off-screen, having been married eight times. Cocaine addiction ruined the career of silent screen serial queen Juanita Hansen and according to "Hollywood Babylon", she later got religion and went on cross-country bible-thumping tours denouncing drugs. She must have gotten over that because here she is in this as a blowzy "Texas Guinan"- type and, like fellow Mack Sennett bathing beauty Marie Prevost, she'd packed on a few pounds by the time talkies took over. There's even a couple of cheesy song & dance routines as Preston Foster, Kenneth MacKenna, and Walter Brennan (as a stuttering waiter) look on agog. Directed by Charles Vidor who'd later become a house director for Columbia, the little studio that could.

This is a very old movie, I think from just after films started having sound in them. Some of the acting could be better but they were probably silent movie actors just moving into having to do talking roles, or just new to doing films in general. The story is fine and the performances too. Not super engaging or a great film but better than a lot of older movies, especially ones this old.