The Florodora Girl

Marion Davies is the last of the original New York Florodora Girls who hasn't married a millionaire. She's an unsophisticated girl, despite her surroundings. She has attracted numerous admirers of the masculine persuasion. Some of them have intentions that are less than honorable. However young Lawrence Grey has standing in the Four Hundred as well as a considerable fortune, and seems to love her sincerely.

Harry Beaumont directs his performers as always performing, playing sophisticates without any real sophistication. To an audience that was coming out of the Roaring Twenties into the Depression, with Warner Brothers about to plumb the pre-code depths of the gangster film, it might have been nostalgic for a bygone, simpler era. It certainly works that way for me, and the slightly degraded 2-strip Technicolor finale adds to the effect.

Nance O'Neil is charming in the unwelcome role of the mother telling Miss Davies toget her paws off her son. With Walter Catlett, Ilka Chase, Vivien Oakland, Jed Prouty, and of course George Chandler.

"Floradora Girl" is an early sound picture that starred Marion Davies and a little known Lawrence Gray. Both had been leads in silent films and had some success transitioning to sound. But his career faded fast as many new male actors were getting established in sound pictures. Davies' career also faded fast, but that was mostly because of her personal life. She wasn't a great actress, but a good one in several films. It depended on the material she got, and a few years into sound pictures, she wasn't getting the scripts that many new and up-and-coming actresses were getting.

The plot for this film isn't exceptional, but Davies is okay as Daisy. The cast is sizable, but except for a couple supporting actors, there are few familiar faces in this cast. What lifts this film some, is its very good portrayal of some period things of history. The setting is supposed to be in the 1890s. Of special interest to sports fans are scenes of a football game that show players with minimum equipment, and a couple of very unusual plays, including, the wedge.

There is some humor - the funniest scene being efforts by a crowd of people to resuscitate Daisy (Davies) after she faked drowning to be rescued by Jack (Gray). Except for the scenes of turn of the 20th century things of interest, there isn't a lot to recommend this film as above average run-of-the-mill.

While not one of her most entertaining outings, "The Florodora Girl" has much to recommend it, especially in its musical interludes which a provide a feast of 1890's songs. Just about all these are well rendered by Miss Davies and chorus. Mr Gray, "who sings better than he talks" (as Mordaunt Hall aptly commented), has only the one number and irritatingly not only fails to join in singing the climactic, real Florodora hit, "Tell Me, Pretty Maiden", but actually louses it up. This is the way of the plot which tends to hamper the movie at every turn of its routine screws.

Some poorly contrived humorous interludes with over-enthusiastic Walter Catlett, and Harry Beaumont's rather routine, static and uninspired direction do little to help; but fortunately the movie offers plenty of visual compensations by way of its lavish sets and costumes, in addition to the aural appeal of its music score.

I've never seen a Marion Davies movie before. I had heard of her of course. Shacking up with that creep Hearst is skin crawling. She went for the money I guess.

But that aside, she was an excellent comedian actress. I was completely surprised when watching this film that Davies totally takes over your attention. Everyone in this film is a good actor but she lights up the screen in every scene she's in.

Her timing is flawless and her performance seems effortless. I had read that at social gatherings she was the life of the party and that Hearst couldn't take his eyes off of her. This movie kind of illustrates that.

I like to pick out the flaws of actors and movies because Hollywood is so self absorbed. But Davies was something else in this film.

I must admit that like many others, I too, had never seen a Marion Davies film. She certainly held my attention from the opening, and I'm now a fan for life! The focus of my review, however, is on two technical aspects of this film (not to mention the fabulous costumes by Adrian)! First, I was amazed at the filming of the swing sequence, in which Davies and Gray are filmed - head on - as the movement of their background literally made this viewer rather dizzy. Had it not been filmed in 1930, one would swear the couple was being filmed in front of a blue screen, with the background added later. Nonetheless, it's all real, with something not unlike a monstrous selfie-stick attached to the swing itself! (See photo #16 in the 21 photos accompanying this article to see just how it was shot!) The other phenomenon, of course, is the Technicolor finale. Who knew that such a film existed almost a decade before the more famous "sepia tone-to-color" magic of "The Wizard of Oz," or the other-worldly color filmed segments of " The Women," and "The Picture of Dorian Gray?" Fascinating!