Pick-up

Sylvia Sidney was Paramount's low-class weeper star in this period, with a lower-class accent and a beautiful face that could suffer stoically or break out in helpless tears just when the plot demanded it. In this one, she has just gotten out of prison because she and her husband were involved in a badger game and one of their victims killed himself. Her husband is still in jail and she falls in with George Raft, whose hair is always perfect. They encounter various problems that keep getting worse and worse until they reach the point where you're ready to laugh -- except that Miss Sidney is so perfect in these roles, that you simply want to hug her. George Raft is adequate and for those of you who like such thing, Charles Middleton, best known as Emperor Ming of Mongo is on hand.

I enjoyed 'Pick-Up', but there were quite a few obstacles along the way. Sylvia Sidney plays a woman who's just being released from prison after a two-year sentence, but in the opening scene (in the prison governor's office) she's wearing elaborate makeup and her eyebrows are tweezed. In a supporting role, Lilian Bond's cut-glass British accent is distracting; an American actress should have been cast. Speaking of accents: Sylvia Sidney's honking Bronx accent is even more unpleasant than usual in this movie. Louise Beavers is stuck in her usual chucklin' maid role (cried Magnolia, this time), and the minstrel-show dialogue she's given here is even worse than usual. Learning that Sidney has been using a false identity, Beavers asks George Raft: 'Is you knowed she ain't she? She ain't HER?' Yassum!

The biggest flaw in 'Pick-Up' is that the relationship between Sidney's and Raft's characters here anticipates their very similar relationship in a vastly better, later film: Fritz Lang's 'You and Me'. In both films, Sidney plays an ex-convict who is in love with Raft, but who lies to him about her past and her marital status.

The soundtrack keeps playing overly-orchestrated background music at inappropriate moments. And there's a really weird scene at a 'kid party' thrown by Lilian Bond's playgirl character, which the guests -- all of them white, of course -- attend while dressed as very young children or babies. (They're waited upon by black women dressed as nursemaids.) I found it damned strange to watch several shapely young women cavorting in skimpy baby-girl outfits, escorted by men in nappies and bibs ... and I also wondered how all these idle rich people just happened to possess baby costumes that fit them. (I also wondered how badly the black women needed the money, that they'd be willing to humiliate themselves by nannying a bunch of spoilt adults.) Elsewhere, Charles Middleton makes a brief appearance ... though Middleton's fans may be disappointed that he plays a pleasant guy who's actually helpful for once.

SPOILERS COMING. Raft, in patent-leather hair, plays a studly cab driver: several women in this movie make admiring comments about his manliness. He and Sidney 'meet cute' in circumstances which convince him she's a streetwalker. They develop a plausible but unusual relationship, eventually becoming flatmates and apparently lovers, though this pre-Code film is careful to establish that they sleep in separate beds. Raft offers to marry Sidney, but she tells him she's already got a husband. She doesn't let on that he's William Harrigan, doing time for aggravated manslaughter. Then Harrigan shows up, claiming he's out on parole but brandishing a handgun. The handgun is a revolver, but it's also an automatic ... an automatic parole violation. Except that Harrigan is on DIY parole: he broke out on the lam.

Intriguingly and atypically, Raft here plays a man with no ambition at all, who gradually betters himself only because Sidney -- the woman behind the man -- keeps pushing him to take chances. When Sidney gets arrested and put on trial for murder, Raft -- even though he no longer loves her -- unhesitatingly gives up all his possessions (which he accumulated only through Sidney's guidance) to buy her the best legal defence. The film ends with Sidney acquitted, and with Raft worse off than when Sidney first met him: he started out broke; now he's skint and in debt. But the last scene is deeply touching, with some of Raft's best acting ever, and I'll rate this movie 7 out of 10.

Pick up is a truly great Pre-Code movie. The actors make you care about the characters and the story keeps you interested and engaged. I'm presently collecting all of Sylvia Sidney's movies from the 1930's and in my opinion this is one of her finest. Sylvia Sidney's beautiful kind face will make you love her and care about what she is facing.Check it out if you love Pre-Code.

It's exciting. It's original. It's crazy but believable. It's beautifully made and like most of Vina Delmar's popular novels, it's the woman who's the hero.

Sylvia Sidney is fabulous in this, she's perfect as the utterly likeable, intelligent and passionate protagonist determined to get what she wants. What she wants is respectability, security ....and George Raft. What she doesn't want is her violent, criminal husband coming back into her life. That unfortunately is exactly what she gets. What she also doesn't want is her boyfriend being seduced by Lilian Bond's sexy society 'it girl' but he's only human and she's Lilian Bond - literally throwing herself at him. It becomes obvious to Sylvia Sidney that Bond is simply using him as a sexual plaything. This is not something George Raft perceives because he's not the sharpest knife in the drawer.

Some people have criticised George Raft for acting like a wooden plank in this but that's exactly what his character needs to be. He's not the lead player in this picture. He is the equivalent of the good looking airhead, the sexy bimbo. The male- female roles are cleverly switched. Like with her fabulous film which made her famous, BAD GIRL, Vina Delmar has written a story from the female perspective. It's Sydney who is calling the shots, it's her who is controlling the narrative, it's her who turns Raft into a success, into what she wants him to be. This isn't quite an early feminist anthem but her star is a strong woman which is exciting and refreshing to see in an early 30s movie.

The court case at the end by the way is both jaw droppingly stupid but also absolutely brilliant - it's got to be seen to be believed.

It's not quite a classic but overall, despite Sylvia Sidney perpetually looking like her cat's just been run over, it's a very positive, uplifting and thoroughly entertaining picture.

Gary Cooper was supposed to do Pick-up with Sylvia Sidney, but Paramount had lent him to MGM for a film and shooting ran over. So George Raft got the part and I think it worked out better. Not sure if Coop's Montana accent would have worked as well as Raft's most urban persona.

Sidney and husband William Harrigan both went to jail after a badger game con cost the mark his life. Sidney got 2 years and is being released Harrigan has 3 more years to serve.

Sidney got a lot of notoriety and has trouble finding work and that's when she meets Raft who's a cabdriver with ambition. It's the usual boy meets girl stuff with Sidney not confessing she has a husband in stir and Raft gets picked up by spoiled society girl Lillian Bond.

This one is Sylvia's picture though Raft gets his innings in. The climax is in a courtroom and it's a wild one.

Pick-up still holds up well.