Bluff

If you imagine a whimsical Frank Capra film but without any of the cheesy sentimentality you're imagining this. For once EGR plays a normal, natural and completely believable character but he's far from dull. You can forget sometimes that because he often played over-the-top roles what a good actor he was. He makes this normal, nice guy seem completely real and likeable. It's not EGR being EGR, this could be your best mate.

Like a typical Capra/Riskin movie, the plot doesn't really make sense but when skilfully made, even the daftest storylines are believable and this is no exception. What makes it work is top quality production. Here we have direction from one of Hollywood's best - yes best directors, Marion Gering (you'll never find one of his films which isn't either excellent or at least very good). He came to England to make this for his friend, the Hungarian director Alexander Esway who had decided to set up his own independent film studio in England.

For Esway's first production he picked a top director, a top actor and a top writer. The result was a very classy, gentle uplifting picture. Audiences at the time however didn't appreciate EGR's nuanced delivery they didn't want him subtle acting like a normal actor - they wanted explosive EGR. When looked at today that nuanced thoughtful style of acting which he demonstrates in this seems much more akin to the style of acting we see these days rather than what was common in the 1930s.

It's not an especially memorable film. It's not a classic but it's got that same charm and warm feeling you get from a Capra film. You'll never see another Atlantic Pictures production - 1937 wasn't the best time to start up a new film company but considering that this was a brand-new start up the quality is comparable with what the likes of Paramount and Gaumont-British were doing.

A rather silly Capraesque comedy whose script by Robert Sherwood doesn't bear up to a couple of minute's reflection, but is enhanced by slick production values, a game supporting cast of Brits (the fact that Lord & Lady Glenavon have such a Teutonic daughter is glossed over over by her supposedly having spent several years in Vienna) and Edward G. Robinson obviously enjoying himself in a break from playing gangsters; as an entrepreneur too brash for America so he gets sent to Britain. Yeah, right...

Sick of gangster roles, Edward G. Robinson entered into a fight with Warners and left for the UK to make "Thunder in the City" in 1937.

The story concerns Dan Armstrong, a slick marketing promoter who loses his job in the U.S. because the company he works for thinks his methods are old-fashioned and low-class. They suggest he go to England to learn how civilized people market and advertise.

Once there, Dan gets right down to it, inflating the value of stock to beat out a businessman (Ralph Richardson) who wants to buy it from the original owners (Nigel Bruce and Constance Collier). The product being produced is called magnelite but don't ask me or anyone else what it does.

Robinson is always great, and even though this is somewhat low- budget, it comes off okay thanks to the talent. This is an early film for Ralph Richardson who is excellent as a man in competition for the product and for the hand of Lady Patricia (Lulu Deste), whom Dan has fallen for.

Enjoyable and feel-good. Sorry it didn't do better at the box office. Robinson was a great gangster, but he was delightful in this as well.

I'd love to know how producer Alexander Esway landed Edward G. Robinson for this low budget British feature. Robinson plays a crafty American businessman who relocates to the old country in order to pick up a few pointers--in addition to teaching the locals a few tricks about wealth creation. Nigel Bruce is delightful (and typically fuddled) as the nobleman who sells his stake in some Rhodesian mines to Robinson, Ralph Richardson is nice and chilly as the villain of the piece, and sexy Luli Deste is adequate as the film's love interest. For a low budget effort, the film is very well made, and features a few impressive sequences, most notably a brief scene in the Escher-like Challoner Hall that seems to consist primarily of staircases leading nowhere. The old Madacy Video tape leaves a lot to be desired, however: their print is worn and washed out. Thunder In the City is no classic, but it deserves to get cleaned up for DVD.

Edward G. Robinson is an American ad executive whose barnstorming style is judged to be too flamboyant, so he travels to England to learn restraint and dignity. While visiting with his aristocratic relatives, he falls for Luli Deste, the daughter of destitute Duke Nigel Bruce. Bruce owns a mine in Rhodesia that's rich is the miraculous mineral magnalite, so Robinson maneuvers to buy it out from under the nose of banker and romantic rival Ralph Richardson. Lacking the money to follow through with his promised purchase price, Robinson engages in a flamboyant campaign to push magnalite to the British public and recruit investors in his mine. An agreeable if pretty slight romantic comedy that sees Robinson escaping his tough guy persona, ably supported by a top notch British cast.