Seven Keys to Baldpate

Seven Keys to Baldpate (1917)

*** (out of 4)

George Washington Magee (George M. Cohan) has another hit book on his hands but the critics aren't as kind as they feel he's wasting his talents by writing for the lowest forms of people. Magee makes a bet with his friend that he can write a great novel in a twenty- four hour period and agrees to stay at the isolated Baldpate Hotel where soon murder occurs.

SEVEN KEYS TO BALDPATE was a smash on Broadway so it was only natural that Cohan would take his talents to the movie screen. This adaptation of his play is certainly a very entertaining movie and it remains worth watching today because of you getting a chance to see Cohan in action. Most people think of James Cagney and YANKEE DOODLE DANDY when they think of Cohan today but he's a chance to see the real man in action.

The film is actually very well-made and especially when you consider when it was made. The cinematography is extremely good and I'd argue that the performances were as well. The story itself gets lost on you a time or two but this probably wasn't a problem back when the film was made as I'm sure most people were already familiar with it. As far as Cohan goes, I thought he gave a strong performance here and it's really too bad he didn't do more movies.

Even for a long-time crime and mystery fan who thinks he's seen about everything, this movie certainly is absolutely STUNNING! It's the second of five adaptations altogether of the famous and marvelous book by Earl Derr Biggers (the creator of one of the most beloved fictional detectives of all times, 'Charlie Chan') - and, considering the time it was made - back in 1917! - it's really a MARVEL, one of the greatest gems of 1910s' Hollywood movies, and certainly one of the VERY first crime feature movies; and it manages JUST fine to explain all the complicated plot which is typical for Biggers' novels in a way that we can all keep pace with the pretty sudden and astonishing developments!

Another GREAT issue about this adaptation of "Seven Keys to Baldpate" is, of course, its star: the great Broadway 'alround genius' George M. Cohan, who was a director, producer, songwriter, scriptwriter - and a first-class actor as well! The cool way he handles all the 'surprises' that await him in that supposedly secluded place called Baldpate, where he's trying to find peace and quiet in order to write a novel in only 24 hours after a bet he made, and to which virtually everybody seems to have an entrance key, is just hilariously funny, and his acting style is wonderfully natural and quite modern for the time.

And yet another feature that makes this movie quite special: in the year 1917, we meet a FEMALE reporter there - most certainly one of the VERY earliest 'specimen' of her kind in movies!! Generally, "Seven Keys to Baldpate" is so incredibly innovative, wonderfully entertaining, and remains ageless and timeless and fresh until this day, that I wonder why it isn't ranked higher among the GREAT classics of the VERY early era of Hollywood movies...

Popular novelist George Washington Magee (George M. Cohan) accepts a bet to write an entire book in 24 hours. To find the peace and quiet to do so, he's given access to the Baldpate Inn, which is closed for the season. He's told that he's been given the sole key to the place, but as he sets out to get to work, one after another person enters the place, each up to some nefarious shenanigans.

This was based on Cohan's hit stage play version, but he and director Hugh Ford do a decent job of spreading out the action to keep it from getting too stage bound. The play must have been dialogue heavy, as there are a lot more intertitles used than the usual. Cohan is very good, funny and lively. This seems to have been a precursor/inspiration for the "old dark house" sub-genre of horror-mystery-comedies. I enjoyed it.

Although robbed of his voice, it's easy to see why George M. Cohan was regarded as the king of Broadway. He knows all the tricks of the acting trade and exploits them magnificently here from the moment he first strides into view, his back to the camera, and then makes a triumphant tour towards center stage, receiving the plaudits of dozens of stylishly dressed extras along the way. From this spectacular entrance to the final curtain—which he has all to himself—the charismatic Cohan never puts a foot wrong. We love his mannerisms, the way he smooths his hair, his cocky stance, his aggressive, hands-on-hips demeanor.

James Cagney aped Cohan's acting style to a good degree in Yankee Doodle Dandy, but he forgot one very important characteristic. Cohan might be pushy, he might be ruthlessly self-centered, but he backs his self-esteem up with loads of charm. Can you imagine a charming Cagney? No! Cagney is all bluster, but no charm. No wonder Cohan was unimpressed with Cagney's performance. He left out the most telling ingredient of Cohan's unparalleled success.

Because he is so ingratiating, the audience is rooting for Cohan right from the start of this celebrated mystery comedy. True, there are no belly laughs in the play and the intriguingly atmospheric mystery elements often tend to overwhelm the quiet humor of the central situation, but cleverly (if somewhat outrageously) they never wholly succeed.

A great support cast led by the lovely Anna Q. Nilsson and a dazzling Hedda Hopper help maintain the pace. Eric Hudson, in his second of only three movie appearances (he died in 1918), also deserves a special pat on the back.

The movie is well-produced and most capably staged, although some critics might argue that the director tends to overdo all the lightning changes in tinted stock. But I found these atmospheric ploys not only novel but most effective.

Writer George M. Cohan bets $5000 he can write a serious novel in 24 hours. His friend lends him his summer resort "shut up tight as a drum", and so he takes the train there.... only to discover a horde of unlikely types using the place for their own nefarious purposes.

Cohan had had a hit on the boards with the play, adapted from a story by Earl Derr Biggers, so successful that this was the second screen version; there would be seven big-screen versions eventually, of this Old Dark House comedy-drama.

Whence the type of story? I suspect it originally arose as a lampoon of Gothic romances, the sort which are still published in paperback, with the cover illustration showing a woman in something gauzy fleeing an old mansion with three lights in the upper windows. This particular story is a wacky one, judging by the other versions I have seen, but the principal pleasure lies in seeing George M. Cohan in his prime, playing George Washington Magee; the man of whom it is said he was born on the Fourth of July couldn't be yclept 'William' of course. You can see a lot of his stage performance on the screen here, soothed a bit for the screen. You the voice I hear in my mind when I read the titles of his words is Jimmy Cagney's.

With Anna Q. Nilsson and Hedda Hopper.