Le Chemin du destin

Pre-Code exploitation flick about a teenage girl (27 year-old Helen Foster) whose life unravels when she gets involved with the wrong crowd. Booze, drugs, sex, unwanted pregnancy, and abortion are some of the highlights. Provocative for its time no doubt, today it's little more than a curiosity piece worth some giggles. Probably the most titilating scene is a dice game with women stripping to their undies. Maybe of interest to those who want to see what passed for youth culture in the early '30s. Or at least the Hollywood version of it. Remake of an earlier silent that also starred Foster.

This is a cautionary tale aimed at parents. Similar to "Reefer Madness", the film seeks to warn society against the perils of bad parenting. Ann Dixon (Helen Foster) is the main character, a teen who is a model of proper behavior. As her relationship with friend Eve Monroe (Nell O'Day) develops, she is influenced by Eve's behaviors, which are riskier and more permissive.

The plot is almost predictable. A puff on a cigarette leads to an alcoholic drink, which leads to a ride in a fast car, and before you know it...pregnancy! Well, there are some other dots to connect along the way, but it's a fairly linear progression. And who is to blame? The parents.

There are other factors, of course, like bad associations and peer pressure, but the lack of parental supervision and bad parental modeling are the main culprits.

And there are boys and men who pressure the girls into behaviors that push the boundaries of propriety, and there are others who have no regard for the welfare of young women.

The film suffers from simplicity of plot, one-dimensional characters, and a predictable preachiness. It is not meant to be entertaining, per se; there is a definite element of exploitation, since the newly instituted Hayes Code can be circumvented somewhat by claiming to be educational. The risqué scenes would be censored in most other films.

This is a mid-1930s exploitation movie designed to "warn" good Christian girls and boys about the dangers of drinking, dancing, and premarital sex. For the 1930s these were indeed scandalous topics which today seem mundane. Ann, our central character, is corrupted by her fun-loving friend Eve. Eve introduces Ann to the evils of romance novels, smoking, dancing with boys and sneaking snorts of Daddy's brandy. Ann and Eve progress to dating men who are old enough to be their fathers. Finally the girls are caught at a drunken pool party where they are arrested and taken to the police station. While there, they are examined by a doctor (presumably for STDs) and given small cards identifying them by name as "sex delinquents"! Things go from bad to worse for poor Ann...

Wow a card identifying the girls as "sex delinquents" merely for attending a drunken pool party! Ann in particular wasn't even drunk and was still fully clothed at the party - no matter, the cops bust her too as a sex delinquent. I wish I had a card identifying ME as a "sex delinquent"... what a conversation piece that would be!

This is a sound remake by Mrs Wallace Reid (who appears uncredited near the end in her accustomed role seated at a desk wearing a tie and a concerned expression as the voice of caring, socially responsible authority) of an earlier, apparently much racier, silent film she had made also starring Helen Foster. The 1928 version, according to Variety's reviewer 'Chic' "was crude and hotly sexed", but had now been "denatured and with the action greatly restrained...toned down to the point of mildness. The director apparently worked with one eye on the censors and the other on the box office, with astigmatism resulting."

Considering that the film is called 'The Road to Ruin', the film certainly spends an inordinate amount of its running time on the road - devoting an awful lot of footage, for example, to a wild pre-Code party which ends with the participants joining in a type of strip poker before all ending up in a swimming pool - before at long last arriving rather abruptly at its final tragic destination. There's also the little matter of Miss Foster's age. She still brings a sweet innocence to her role, but in the earlier version she was already 21 years old; and was by now 27, yet still playing a schoolgirl.

As is usual in such films, one wonders why the slimeball who plies Ann with booze and drugs and then pressures her into an abortion didn't just pick on a more robust girl with looser morals in the first place - of whom there seems no shortage in the film - rather than corrupting this delicate young flower. Nell O'Day as Ann's worldly blonde schoolfriend Eve Monroe, for example (resembling a prettier version of the young Bette Davis), despite obviously already having been round the block a few times as a 'sex delinquent' comes out of the film relatively unscathed; thus raising the possibility that if Ann had gone to her for advice about birth control the final tragedy might have been averted. (Eve obviously gets her glamorous, worldly-wise blonde good looks from Mommy, by the way, as played by an unbilled Mae Busch).

... from First Division Pictures, and written, produced and co-directed (with Melville Shyer) by Mrs. Wallace Reid (Dorothy Davenport). High school student Ann (Helen Foster) falls in with a bad crowd that's into drinking, smoking, and dancing poorly. Her new goofball boyfriend Tommy (Glen Boles) likes booze as much as he likes pawing Ann, so she gets bored and starts seeing shady character Ralph (Paul Page), who leads her into even darker depravity, like skinny-dipping in the backyard pool, strip dice games, and more poor dancing. Also featuring Nell O'Day as Ann's best gal pal (they read naughty books together).

Routine fare for this genre, this was a remake of a 1928 silent of the same name. There's a lengthy nightclub scene in the middle of the film featuring 3 bad singing performances (accompanied by the aforementioned bad dancing) that made me wish that this one was silent, too. Of course, the ultimate culprit for Ann's degeneracy is her parents inattention, since they're too busy heading out to the "Cotton Club". This morality lesson/time capsule is good for some unintentional laughs. It rates higher than what I have given it if you judge it on the so bad it is good scale.