Hands Up!

There are movie buffs who believe that Raymond Griffith belongs in the same class of silent comics as Chaplin, Keaton and Lloyd, and from what little I've seen, I'd say they have an argument. "Hands Up" is a delightful feature, enjoyable from beginning to end, with the dapper, dandified Griffith as a clever and enthusiastic Confederate spy. There are some brilliant gags, including one with a firing squad and another where he teaches hostile Indians to dance the Charleston (OK, so it's anachronistic-- who cares?), and the final gag is brilliant. Griffith is thoroughly ingratiating; it's a pity that so many of his movies have disappeared and the survivors are so seldom revived. It's interesting, by the way, that both Griffith and Keaton made a comedy about the Civil War in the same year-- and that both of them portrayed Southerners. "Hands Up" isn't quite as good as Keaton's "The General," but that certainly isn't an insult. This is one buried treasure that deserves a wider audience.

If the name Raymond Griffith is familiar today only to historians and silent comedy completists, blame the fact that his reputation rests entirely on two surviving but rarely shown features: 'Paths To Paradise' (1925) and 'Hands Up!' (1926). Neither comedy can match the sublime heights of invention achieved by Keaton, Chaplin or Lloyd (or, in his brief prime, Harry Langdon), but Griffith was an engaging talent who, given time, could have developed into a master craftsman. The Civil War comedy 'Hands Up!' is more self-consciously offbeat than the earlier film, showing one direction Griffith might have pursued had his career been more successful. Again the playful impostor (a role he could have patented), Griffith plays a Confederate spy (dressed, incongruously, in top hat and tails) sent West to hijack a Union gold shipment. The film is a daring, if not always successful, departure from the conventional farce of 'Paths To Paradise' (with a curious romantic triangle involving twin sisters), but unfavorable (and unfair: the film is more a Western) comparisons to Buster Keaton's Civil War classic 'The General' have doomed it to obscurity. Griffith, and his films, deserve better.

With all the work of the major silent comedians so readily available, it's easy to forget about the other, less-known clowns whose work isn't as easy to find. Raymond Griffith falls under this category, because so much of his work is lost, and what does survive isn't that easy to see.

What struck me immediately was the endless parade of sight gags in the film. The opening scene with Abraham Lincoln meeting with his cabinet set up a serious tone that is delightfully contrasted in the very next scene, when Ray Griffith rides up to visit General Lee. The sight gags begin immediately, and in this scene reminded me of similar battlefield gags in DUCK SOUP (shells flying through the window, etc). Thankfully, the rest of the film kept up the ingenuity and clever gags found in this scene. Griffith himself is a very fun performer to watch. His characterization of the unruffled gentleman in the silk hat played very well against the overall zaniness of the film. I would really enjoy seeing more of his work. Mack Swain, always great, turned in a memorable supporting appearance here.

The length of the film is perfect for a comedy. It's one thing that pre-WWII comedies had as a major advantage-that they could end after 60 or 70 minutes and not have to hang on a lot of exposition and plot wrap-up for the mandatory 90 minute-plus running time of today.

"Injun Trouble" is a very difficult film to rate--so I'll skip a numerical rating for this one. This is because the ending to the film was missing--a common problem with old silent films. Because these movies were made on nitrate film stock, which tends to deteriorate quickly over time, many old films only exist in bits and pieces. So, having almost all of "Injun Trouble" is actually rather fortunate.

The film begins with a Confederate officer being given orders to go undercover as a spy. His task is to prevent the Union from gaining access to gold from their mines in Nevada. However, this plot soon vanishes and the film seems to meander terribly. First, the hero is inexplicably captured and allowed to escape by the Union troops and ultimately he is captured by a group of Indians--who he teaches how to dance in the final portion of the film.

While the film has some amusing moments, for the most part it's terribly unfunny and episodic. To make things worse, the Indians are total idiots--and ride their horses around the covered wagon repeatedly---allowing them to be easily shot. Overall, it's a film best suited for die-hard fans of silent comedies---all others would probably find the film a bit dull.

Many years ago at a film festival, I saw a beautiful print of Paths to Paradise and recall laughing uproariously. . This film – not so much. Of course seeing an excellent print of a film on a big screen and with an audience is quite a different experience from seeing a poorer quality print on a small television set with no audience. So I should probably make a certain allowance when evaluating Hands Up! Griffith plays a likable rogue type who is a spy for the confederacy trying to hijack a wagon load of gold. This gold could give the South the winning edge in the Civil War. A number of the comedy routines are brilliant - most notably the firing squad scene and the bumblebee in the coach scene But the story line between the comedy routines was slow going – his romance with the two sisters was numbing, although it did lead to an unexpected and amusing ending. His trademark top hat was used effectively throughout the movie especially in the mine scene. A little crisp editing in some of scenes could have helped the movie. That said, Griffith did have a flair and manner about him that was quite engaging. We are just lucky to have this film at all; it's a shame that so little of Griffith's work remains.