The Unholy Night

A skeleton dressed in tatters waves at us at the opening credits roll. This is going to be good.

London is in the 4th night of the worst fog anyone can remember. The movie has not been running 4 minutes before we witness a brutal assault, a rape and a murder. A mysterious attacker tries to garrote Lord Montague (Roland Young) as he makes his way home. Luckily the dapper gentleman is also late of His Majesty's Army and is able to fight off his would be murderer.

Lord Monty has friends at Scotland Yard and they advise him that several murders have occurred and all of the victims were in his old regiment from India. The Inspector persuades Monty to gather his fellow ex-officers in one place in the hopes of luring the killer into the open. Monty is no Bulldog Drummond but he is up for the challenge and agrees.

The old cronies gather and plan to turn the night into a reunion/party while they wait for the killer to show up. As the night progresses and the drinks flow talk of "the old days" gives way to darker memories and soon it is obvious that most of the group have grudges against each other for one reason or another. It begins to look more and more like the mad strangler just might be one of them!

Ah, but who could it be? The most obvious choice is The Colonel (John Miljan) who was disfigured by a grenade blast and got the "screaming meemees" (shell shock to you). Yes, but The Colonel has traumatic amnesia and is confined to a wheelchair . . . isn't he?

Director Lionel Barrymore is best remembered for his acting but he is a very competent director and he handles the cast of veteran performers as if they were old pals. Roland Young is quite good in this very serious role. He would go to the fantasy genre with THE MAN WHO COULD WORK MIRACLES (1937) before becoming indelibly identified with the role of TOPPER.

Also in the cast is Lionel Belmore who appeared opposite Lon Chaney in the 1922 version of OLIVER TWIST. John Miljan would go on to be the prosecuting attorney who yanks the wig off Mrs. O'Grady exposing Lon Chaney's criminal plot in THE UNHOLY THREE just a year after this. Japanese actor Kamiyama Sojin (who was usually billed by just his surname) was the first actor to play Charlie Chan in a movie (THE Chinese PARROT, 1926. Does anyone know where a print of this movie is?) The kindly doctor is played by Ernest Torrance, a man who in silent movies set the standards for brute villains in movies like TOL'ABLE David (1921) and THE HUNCHBACK OF NOTRE DAME (1923). When talkies arrived and audiences heard his cultured Scots accent his days as a brute were over and he began to play professors and "nice old grandfathers". (NOTE: A similar thing happened to actor Donald Crisp but hey, it prolonged their careers so who's complaining?)

The real surprise is finding Boris Karloff in a small but significant role as Abdul, a Hindu lawyer who has come to read the will of a brother officer who died in India. Abdul not only knows who the killer is but why he is striking! But will he live to reveal what he knows? Boris met Lionel Barrymore when the two of them worked on THE BELLS in 1926 and they formed a lasting friendship.

Admittedly at 93 minutes the movie is a bit too long and a scene of the old soldiers doing a drinking song goes on much longer than it should. Also, after such an elaborate build-up of tension the climax is something of a letdown. Still this early talkie succeeds on many levels and is well worth a look.

This is one of the earliest talkie whodunits; it still holds up quite well. It has a clever plot (sort of a precursor to Agatha Christie's "And Then There Were None"), some impressive tracking shots, and a striking séance climax. Dorothy Sebastian is hot; Boris Karloff (in a thankfully, in this case, minor role) is ridiculously hammy; the rest of the cast is fine, if not terribly distinctive. **1/2 out of 4.

Aka..."Green Ghost"

Of Course "Hollywood" and "The Movies" Would Capitulate Completely to the "Bible-Thumpers", Those Self-Imposed Over-Seers from "The Moral Majority", and Ironically Would Become...

"The Most Popular Art-Form of the 20th Century"

One has to Wonder and Report that "Bending Over Backwards" was a Painful "Lock-Step". Because "The Code" was Rigid, All-Encompassing and "Commanding".

The Code was Impossibly Restraining, and Uncompromising. Without the "Codes" Approval there was No Chance of Recouping Production-Cost, or God-Forbid, a "Profit"...No-Code, No-Distribution, No-Profit.

Probably Unconstitutional Under the 1st Amendment, it had a Stranglehold of Evil on the Art-Form for 25 Years and Hampered, if Not Surely "Castrated" the Ability to Freely Express and the Result was Producing and Exhibiting a "False-Front" of a Reality that Did-Not-Exist. Except in the Minds of Fascists, Control-Freaks, and Fundamentally a Figment of Christian-Idealism.

1929...It's the Year of "The Talkies" or as Ballyhooed..."All Talking-All Singing-All Dancing" and the Transitional "Growing Pains" were All Over All of the Movies in that Land-Mark Year.

Not Only Technically, but Presented Unanswered Questions...What Do Audiences Want"...What will They Tolerate?... It was Unexplored Territory for the Hybrid, so there was a Goodly Amount of Experimentation and Blind-Ambition.

This Story, an "Old-Dark-House" Type was Popular, Common, and a Path Well Traveled In-Print and On-Stage, was Made by "Money-Bags" MGM (More Stars than in the Heavens!), Directed by Celebrated Actor Lionel Barrymore, from a Story by Ben Hecht.

The Movie Looks and Sounds Better than Most of the "Crop" of Cinema in those Early-Days, a Well-Polished, Slick Presentation with an Over-Use of Sing-Along Camaraderie alongside Spooky Spiritualism, and Mystery-Thriller Tropes.

It's a "Talky-Talkie-Type", Typical of the Genre, a Few Surprises, and a "Cameo" by Boris Karloff (pre Frankenstein).

A bit Over-Long, but a Not-Bad Artifact Experience during a Period of Historical Significance, when Movies were Learning to Talk.

"The Code" was Fermenting, and Despite 'Prohibition" in America...Drinking was Celebrated, Embraced, and Promoted, Glorified, and Considered Good-Natured-Fun by "The People".

There is a Lot of That Here along with Other Ingredients that Make this...

Worth a Watch.

THE UNHOLY NIGHT (aka: GREEN GHOST) is one of the earlier in a long line of "old dark house"-type movies. This time, a thick fog settles over London, and a killer takes advantage of the cover, strangling a number of unwary victims. The scene switches to the obligatory mansion, where a group of soldiers have gathered for a reunion. As often happens in these films, a will is introduced, and a mysterious figure apparently starts murdering them.

It's all fairly enjoyable in a mindless way, but the real highlight is a cameo from Boris Karloff. While his character isn't in it for long, he certainly makes the best of it. He's basically the world's creepiest lawyer. The rest is a silly yarn, but Mr. Karloff is superb...

As in have patience AND determination with this one. Lord Montague (Roland Young) is walking through the London fog when someone comes up behind him and attempts to kill him by strangulation. He is found by a cop and brought to Scotland Yard where he learns that five of the members of his old WWI regiment have died by strangulation in the foggy streets of London that very day.

A plan is made by the Yard by which all of the living members of the regiment gather at Montague's estate - in uniform - under the guise of a reunion, in hope of smoking out a killer. Later that night a motive arrives. First, another member of the regiment, Mallory, is found dead in Montague's home. Next a mysterious woman bursts in on the gathering and passes out. Finally, Boris Karloff, as a lawyer, comes to tell the surviving member of the regiment that one member that they sentenced to death for cowardice, but escaped and made a fortune in Asia, has died and plans to punish them all by his will. Half his money he leaves to his daughter - the mysterious woman who burst in (Dorothy Sebastian). The other half is divided among those members of the regiment who survive to the next day when the will is probated. Thus they will have a motive to kill each other in hopes of getting the entire fortune available - one million pounds. That would be like thirty million dollars today. Creepy complications ensue.

The actual story, as it completely plays out, is very clever and morbid. The problem is in the execution. Everybody talks in that early talkie halting speech, sometimes launching into monologues that have nothing to do with what is going on and aren't that interesting to begin with. With some expert editing of dialogue and presentation this thing could have been cut down by at least 20 minutes without losing anything. Dorothy Sebastian surprised me as the exotic girl. For somebody with an almost insurmountable southern accent, she acquitted herself marvelously.

This film with its seances, and people all wondering which one was the murderer somewhat reminded me of "The 13th Chair" made the same year. Strangely enough, the most mysterious character in that film was Bela Lugosi where here it was Boris Karloff, a couple of years before their professional fates intertwine. Recommended for the film history buff.