Children of Pleasure

I guess making sure that lead Lawrence Gray had his origins in the Bronx instead of Manhattan's Lower East Side was MGM's way of making sure Irving Berlin did not sue them. He was a most litigious man you know.

Gray is a Broadway composer of note who aspires to marry into high soceity. The object of his affection is Judith Wood, but he can't see for beans his assistant Wynne Gibson for once playing a good girl in a movie. I will say the usual ending is not what you will see.

Gray was a singer who had a pleasant voice you will discover, but had no real screen presence. He appeared in a few early musicals, but his career ran out of gas. Wood has some real bite in her performance as the spoiled self indulgent society woman.

Some nice production numbers of some forgettable songs are in Children Of Pleasure. A pre-Code production of limited appeal.

If you are possibly going to spend 75 minutes or so out of your life watching an early musical from MGM, there's a strong chance you already know what you're in for--this short quickie, compared to a creation from Busby Berkeley at Warner's a few years later, is primitive indeed, but captures a time and place in Hollywood like few other films are able to do.

The plot is simple--winsome secretary loves a songwriter who falls for a society dame. The songwriter is zippy Lawrence Gray who smiles through his tears, and composes a song when he wants to express himself in love or out of it. One of his interpreters (and comic relief) is a Sophie Tucker type, a sort of Red Hot Mama attached to her ethnic pianist (at least that's how's he's played). We get some peeks at various musical numbers, some out-of-step minstrels in a theatre and a nutty song and dance in a nightclub--and "you ain't seen nothing" until you've seen the production number for "Dust," one of the hero's hits--with several helpings of actual dust--and later, a catchy little number "The Whole Darned Things For You."

The pleasures in this film are to be found in the sense of history it represents, awkward dealings with the sound, none of it prerecorded--even an outdoor encounter with comedian Jack Benny is fascinating, and one wonders if the subway entrance was a location shot or on the MGM lot. "Jiminy Cricket" Cliff Edwards also makes a jokey cameo, and the film zips along at a good pace--but ending as if the producer decided the company had run out of resources and just called "cut" and "print." Children of Pleasure is an archivist's delight!

Early talkie. Danny and Emma ( (Lawrence Gray and Wynne Gibson) are in show biz, and trying to make a go of it. Blackface minstrel show. Producing various shows. Lots of long lines of dancers, uniform formations and outfits. He seems to be torn between to birds... emma and pat. He teeters back and forth between them. What's a guy to do? Such problems. Lots of snap crackle pop on the sound track, but the picture quality is pretty good! Original play from Crane Wilbur; was caught up in the production of Tomorrow's Children, a discussion of sterilization and birth conrol, which was a huge no-no at the time. Directed by Harry Beaumont, who had JUST been nominated for Broadway Melody. It's okay.

Because there is nothing of tots or titillation in this film. I will give it this. For an early talkie, it managed to transition between scenes without one title card. This is probably of interest only for film historians, and particularly those interested in the early sound era. And that is because it demonstrates just about everything wrong with the early talkie musical craze that so quickly turned movie goers off the genre for two years.

The cast is obscure unless you are really into that era of film history. Probably the cast member with the biggest future was Wynne Gibson, the best of the tough blondes of Depression era film. Almost emblematically, she is a brunette here. And yet she is the performer you will remember, and fondly.

This is often and oddly compared to "Lord Byron of Broadway", and I can't imagine why other than both films are MGM movies about songwriters. Except Lord Byron's songwriter is a heel and this songwriter, Danny Regan (Lawrence. Gray) is just romantically rash. In fact the entire film is about his confusion over picking the right woman. Because Regan is a songwriter and publisher at least the plot escapes being a complete backstager by being able to move between productions and not tethered to just one. But the featured musical numbers are very odd - the first number is an operatic song with minstrel accompaniment (???) and the second number has everybody dressed in felt with a single metallic barb coming out of the top of their costumes. And you haven't lived until you've seen Wynne Gibson and Benny Rubin try to sing a duet. Unfortunately the songs are just not memorable.

To pad the plot, for some reason Benny Rubin is inserted as the piano playing employee of an overweight middle aged diva whom he obviously finds repulsive and yet she chases the poor man tenaciously. Maybe they were going for a Margaret Dumont/Groucho Marx dynamic and just got way off target?

You can't say MGM didn't give Lawrence Gray plenty of opportunities. He played the lead in five of these early sound films before they gave him the boot, because although he had a great voice he just had no screen presence.

Jack Benny shows up in a short scene at the very beginning, I think mainly to explain to the audience just who Gray's character is. Benny wasn't a radio star yet, and I think this was the period of time where Benny was under contract to MGM, Irving Thalberg liked him but couldn't figure out what to do with him next, and Benny was getting bored.

Some say that this film was based on the marriage of Irving Berlin to heiress Ellin Mackay. If so, Berlin should have sued.

Snappy musical of songwriter (Lawrence Gray) who falls for a society girl (Helen Johnson) much to the chagrin of his faithful secretary (Wynne Gibson). Gray sings a few songs and there are some productions numbers from Broadway shows that feature May Boley, Benny Rubin, and Gibson.

Supposedly loosely based on the life of Irving Berlin, this is an interesting early musical, one of many that Gray starred in. The songs are pretty much integrated into the plot and chart the course of love as Gray writes songs for Johnson (also known as Judith Wood) and then creates dark lyrics when he learns she's only out for a lark.

I suspect some material has been cut and long lost since the film clocks in at a little over an hour.

Gray is a pleasant leading man, Gibson a surprise in her singing number, Boley a powerhouse (despite the hideous costumes) as the "red hot mama," and Rubin always good for a laugh. Cameos by Jack Benny and Cliff Edwards don't add much. Co-stars include Kenneth Thomson, Ann Dvorak (chorus girl), Mary Carlisle, Lee Kohlmar, and Doris McMahon, the girl from Buster Keaton's FREE AND EASY who wants to sing a funny song.