The Devil Plays

I liked the clever way this movie started, with guests as a pre-sailing get-together playing a game of "Murder", and then all too soon there's a murder for real!

It was short and entertaining, but all those characters with different motives (though they tied together) did get to be a bit much. Between murder, blackmail, attempted rape, drugged water, shady business deals, and so forth, they packed a lot into an hour!

You get the classic gathering of all the suspects at the end, which is always entertaining.

Not the best of the Pre Code films, but not the worst, either.

It's worth your time, since it'll take up so little of it.

Some movies aren't worth watching. This is one. There are too many vacuous characters and an insipid plot. The lines are delivered with a full second between speeches, as if they were waiting for the audience to absorb the silly dialogue. There is some humor and that's about all that makes it even slightly worthwhile. Don't bother.

A pretty dreadful low-budget murder-mystery which pays little attention to defining its characters. There's a lot of talk, but very little action.

Writer Jameson Thomas comes into the room to find people standing over a body, discussing who had killed the victim. When he demands to know why they haven't called the police, the corpse stands up. They've being going over a scene in his latest murder novel.

Later, when a corpse does show up, they call the police. When Inspector Thomas Jackson appears in charge of a group of policemen, they don't discuss, they ask questions of the people and give nothing back. As they grow frustrated by all the witnesses who saw nothing and know nothing, Thomas begins to work the situation over in his mind.... and makes some suggestions to the rather contemptuous professionals.

Richard Thorpe certainly knew how to get a good movie out of a decent script and skilled players. It led him from Poverty Row oaters to directing epics for MGM, with some camera tricks to keep costs down. In this one, it's never quite clear when characters are performing, and when they're saying what they are actually thinking. If it seems slow at times, because Thorpe won't cut entrances to get to the meat of the scene I felt my usual impatience with the turgid pacing of Poverty Row shows... or was it a sense that opportunity was slipping away while characters thought? A little of both, I think.

A stiff, static early talkie mystery that has no recognizable (today) actors in it, which is especially impactful in the case of the men, who all pretty much look, sound and dress alike: it is particularly hard to tell those with a mustache apart. The killer seems to be chosen at random at the end, without much regard for sense or motivation. The budget is so low that the entire movie takes place in two or three (under-decorated) sets. There is some promise in the idea of a mystery-novel detective getting involved in a "real-life" murder....but so many other movies have used that idea better. *1/2 out of 4.