Fast Life

Rather boring film about a wisecracking braggart named Sandy (played by William Haines) who, along with his constant, practically joined-at-the-hip sidekick Bumpy, has invented a gas turbine engine which he hopes will make them both millionaires. They meet a wealthy young lady when her Catalina-bound yacht hits their rowboat, and seems her daddy owns a "boat works" company that builds racing boats - perfect for Sandy's new engine! Well, of course, she thinks Sandy is "awful handsome", but 'cause he's such a swaggering, conceited windbag who can't seem to keep his mouth shut, she sort of pretends to still be interested in her stuffed shirt of a boyfriend (Conrad Nagel) - and meanwhile Sandy tries to get the dad to invest in his engine and build a new speedboat to run in the upcoming International Cup race.

Well, I thought this film was just so so, it drags quite a bit through the middle, and has a lot of pretty improbable action going on involving Sandy and Bumpy stealing the new speedboat to try to improve the engine, with the cops constantly on their tails, firing gunshots that never hit them, chasing them via speedboats yet never catching them, and all the while the two men keep arriving back on shore, yet never get caught! This film does have some nice on-location scenes shot at Catalina Island, plus William Haines is always likable and Cliff Edwards (shucks, no ukulele in sight) as Bumpy is somewhat amusing here. Pete Smith plays himself in this, appearing briefly as the Cup race announcer. I thought this was a pretty mediocre film, though boosted up a bit by the appeal of the actors.

This is a so-so story, with the typical formula of boy meets girl, boy loses girl, boy gets girl back again, in combination with a story about speedboat design and racing. There isn't much here to interest today's movie viewer. While there are some movies of the early 1930s which continue to delight us (e.g. Dinner At Eight), this movie isn't one of them.

Lead star William Haines was at the end of his film career. In his biography of Haines, "Wisecracker", author William J. Mann alleges that Haines's career was on the decline partly due to his aging out of the roles he had become typecast in, and also to becoming pudgy. Yet, Haines appears in a swimsuit in this film, looking fit and trim.

The Great Depression made film studios reluctant to make long-term contracts with actors, and when they did, they substantially reduced the salaries paid. Stories of Haines's enmity with MGM brass, and the effects of his personal life, may be apocryphal. The net net is that Haines wasn't making money for MGM any longer, and so he was out.

I wouldn't recommend this film unless you are a real die-hard Haines fan.

William Haines is a fast-talking ex-sailor with big ideas for building the world's fastest speed boat, winning the love of a rich man's daughter and foiling the plots of a crooked young banker. Maybe some of his dreams will come true, if he can only slow down his hectic FAST LIFE.

The story is silly, as were most of Haines' pictures, but he's always enjoyable to watch. Extensive location shooting around the Catalina Island waterfront gives the film a boost.

Haines is his normal antic, brash self, doing all he can to annoy Madge Evans, as the love interest. Conrad Nagel is the banker, in a pleasant departure from his usual good guy roles. Little Cliff Edwards is funny as Haines' buddy. Karl Dane appears uncredited in a bit part as a wharf watchman. Only a few years before he'd been one of MGM's silent stars, but his thick Danish accent didn't pass the grade in the new world of talking pictures and he quickly faded. He would die a suicide two years after FAST LIFE was released.

This was also to be William Haines' last MGM film. He & Louis B. Mayer had loathed each other for years and Haines was finally given the shove. After a couple of films at a minor studio, he would become a very successful interior decorator.

While William Haines was a very popular actor in his day, I think many of his movies have aged poorly. This isn't so much his fault but that of the studio. MGM insisted on essentially making the same sort of William Haines picture...again and again. In nearly all of them, Haines plays a very talented but cocky guy. Because of this, he ultimately lets everyone down...only to redeem himself by the end of the picture. Here in "Fast Life", Haines plays a cocky sort of guy...but isn't as self-destructive or annoying as he was in many other pictures....as a result, the film is pretty watchable.

Sandy (Haines) and Bumpy (Cliff Edwards) are in the Navy but soon leave in order to pursue Sandy's dream of creating the perfect speed boat. Fortunately, he soon meets up with a rich guy who builds racing boats. Unfortunately, his business is in financial trouble and it looks like he's not going to be able to provide all the funds needed to get it in the big race. To make things worse, the guy who is dating the boss' daughter turns out to be a duplicitous jerk...and he'll do anything to prevent that boat from making it to the race.

This is an enjoyable film with some exicting speedboat scenes....though a few suffer from having crappy rear projection. Apart from this problem, the film is fast-paced and enjoyable....and shows what Haines could do if given a script that isn't strictly the usual formula.

As much as I love comedies of this era, formulae and all, I struggle with them when there is no character for which to root and the punchline is missing. William Haynes as the "hero," Sandy, is a schemer, and you never know when he's on the level. Cliff Edwards as the his stereotypical sidekick is at least interesting, but Madge Evans as "the girl" is not. Kenneth Thomson as her father ads some light moments, even as he's being swindled by Haynes. In fact, truth be told, Haynes wants to swindle the daughter, as well, but I won't spoil that one. Suffice it to say that she's the "love interest" and you know how these pictures work.

It won't hurt to watch this if you have a few minutes. It would have been much better as an hour long film, but at 82 minutes, it is still watchable. If you're a William Haynes fan, you ought to like it.

And I agree with Ron Oliver's review in this space.