L'extravagant Mr. Deeds

I had the privilege to watch the recently restored version on the big screen, or at least, a reasonably big screen, in the "Arsenal", the cinema of the Berlin Filmmuseum. And it was simply wonderful, a heart-warming experience. This film leaves you with such a pleasant daze, you almost want to shake hands with every stranger you meet when you're back on the streets.

What's there to add about one of the best loved films off all time, packed with gems and first-rate performances? Gary Cooper is just perfect in the title role as the seemingly ignorant small town tuba player from Mandrake Falls, Vermont. When he's informed he has inherited $20 million, he instantly leaves for New York to take care of the estate. Immediately everybody in town wants a piece of him, businessman, relatives and journalists, but he somehow manages to outsmart them all.

A deceptively simple story, this film is so much more than just a romantic comedy. There are some of the typical ingredients that so many Hollywood thirties-films contain, such as the typical depression-era social conscience, but when handled this way, it even puts a smile on the face of the most grumpy film theorist or historian. Jean Arthur has never been more appealing than this in a fantastic role as a hard-boiled newspaper journalist who initially is after Deeds too, but - off course - things turn out a little different than she thought. There's a not a single dull moment in the whole film, fast paced, a razor-sharp script and stellar performances all contribute to the enjoyment of the crazed proceedings in this film. One of the many highlights: When Deeds lets his butlers holler in the hall and stairwell of his mansion in order to enjoy the echoes they produce. Priceless!

Highly enjoyable, don't miss this one.

In my opinion, a far superior work compared to that other Capra populist film `Mr. Smith Goes To Washington' (even Jean Arthur seems fresher her in a role that is a virtual remake of the aforementioned film). We like the story because we can identify with parvenus such as Mr. Deeds and this pulls us through all the way to the predictable, yet delightful and satisfying conclusion that takes place in that good ol' American institution, the courtroom. Just what the doctor ordered to battle a case of cynicism.

Mr. Deeds Goes to Town is a pretty standard Frank Capra film. It's a simple story with likeable characters and an obvious moral of the story. Gary Cooper does a swell job of portraying Longfellow Deeds and Jean Arthur is absolutely charming. This is definitely more serious than the 2002 remake, but it's a well-made movie with plenty of heart.

Frank Capra (Oscar-winning for directing) created one of the earlier Hollywood masterpieces with "Mr. Deeds Goes to Town". The film follows a good-hearted small-town Vermont man (Oscar-nominee Gary Cooper) who inherits a fortune from a relative he never knew. Now he must go to New York and take over his late uncle's estate, but he must also contend with a whole host of opportunistic bigwigs who want to take advantage of Cooper's kindness. Cooper is not as slow-witted as he appears though as he seems to outsmart all those around him. When reporter Jean Arthur comes along, Cooper falls hard for her and lets his guard down and forgetting himself, he may lose a part of himself that is priceless. Frank Capra dominated the 1930s and 1940s with life-affirming productions that were just simple human stories that would always strike emotional nerves for the audience. "Mr. Deeds Goes to Town" is no exception. The remake should cause many to check this one out. This one stands up much higher than Adam Sandler's under-achiever. 5 stars out of 5.

When a famous millionaire dies the media is aflame with the identity of his missing heir. The lawyers are just as interested and track him down to none other than small-town, simple-living Longfellow Deeds. He is more bemused than anything else about his sudden wealth and goes to New York to find out more. Once there he finds no end of people offering him services or selling him things and he tries to find some humanity within the city and the sharks around him. He believes he has found it with women-in-distress Mary Dawson but little does he know that she is really "Babe" Bennett – the sharpest reporter on the streets.

Unfair to watch this film with wholly modern eyes as some have done – berating it for its celebration of small-town values and perhaps depicting a naivety that is beyond the pale. Likewise though, I don't think that we should embrace it unquestioningly as many do. At its heart it is a Frank Capra film and it presents us with everything that we have come to expect from a film with that description. A simple man (many would say a "good" man) is confronted and to an extent crushed by examples of modern society that fly contrary to his moral and solid existence. That's it. It doesn't really matter what the specifics happen to be here as this is all you really need to know. To some extent of course this is all a bit obvious and naïve and indeed to some viewer it will be hard to get past that but in its favour it does manage to presence this homely cliché with an enormous wedge of charm.

This charm is evident throughout the film but one of the best examples of it is in the courtroom scene that manages to just about avoid being preachy due to the sheer cheering quality it has to it. Capra's direction and Riskin's script bring this out really well although I would question the tagline "rocking America with laughter" – it was amusing and warming but not hilarious by any means. I'm not entirely sold on Cooper in the lead and certainly not as enamoured as some are here. For my money he plays the "aw shucks ma'am" stuff just a bit too heavily, forgetting to give me a character to go along with it. Jean Arthur is better as she has more to play with, while Bancroft is fun in a bit of a cliché but a fun one. The rest of the cast do what you would expect whether they be simple men inspired, crooked men confronted or serving men treated with respect – all good but nothing earth shattering.

Overall then this is an obvious film that does just what you expect it to and watching it purely with modern eyes will kill it for many viewers. It is best watched with a mind to the period even if not total forgiveness – because it is not without flaws. The charm and the warming effect it has makes it though and, while not the Capra I would point the newcomer to, it is certainly an example of what we mean when we now say something is Capra-esquire (which is quite something – to have your name used as a descriptive word so many years later!).