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This penultimate film from Frank Borzage, made in his mid sixties, is very much a slow moving, sad, bleak old man's film. But then again I'm a geezer myself (albeit not, I fancy, a bleak or sad one) so I can definitely relate. And, unlike the previous reviewer, I think Victor Mature is the best thing about it since his general mien is slow moving, lugubrious and hopeless and, apart from his bad attempts at playing a drunk (agree with the previous reviewer there), perfectly embodies the director's overall tone. Less good is the film's leading lady, Li Lihua, not because she is a poor actress (apparently she was the recipient of the award for best actress in Chinese language films) but because Borzage and his scenarists, Thomas Kelly and James Nablo, fail to provide her with anything beyond the submissive, saintly stereotyped Good Asian Woman role. And the stories and characters beyond Mature and Lihua are, with the partial exception of Ward Bond's chess playing priest, rather dull. I especially disliked the streotyped Cute, Precocious "I shine your shoes, GI" Asian Kid. So, let's give it a very generous B minus for being the last interesting film from a great director.

PS...I want one of those bomber jackets with the map of China on the back.

Banking on the success of the previous year's Sayonara, there were a few movies that continued with the theme of soldier who falls for an Asian woman in 1958. In this one, Victor Mature plays an experienced pilot in charge of training a bunch of green soldiers. He lets off steam from his stressful workday by getting drunk at a bar, and as he's staggering home, he's approached by an old Chinese man who sells him his daughter. Victor has no idea what's happened, but in the morning, he talks to his old friend who does speak Chinese and clarifies the matter.

Li Hua Li in her American debut, is Victor's indentured housekeeper, set to stay with him for three months while he gets his money's worth. At first, he's just content to let her mop the floor and cook his meals, but after she gets a makeover and a new dress, he notices other things about her. As you know if you see Victor in his non-epic films, he wears some wonderful expressions on his face when cast in a dramatic role.

The best part of this movie is Ward Bond, the priest who runs a local orphanage. He's sympathetic and wise, helps his pal Victor with problems of the heart, and speaks Chinese. Yes, you read that correctly; Ward Bond speaks Chinese. He's pretty good, too! So, if you're a fan, you've got to rent China Doll. Be prepared, though. It's a tearjerker. I wasn't prepared, and I wound up groping blindly for the Kleenex box.

DLM Warning: If you suffer from vertigo or dizzy spells, like my mom does, this movie might not be your friend. The first few minutes of the film have swirling camera work during the flying scenes, and it will make you sick. In other words, "Don't Look, Mom!"

***SPOILERS*** ***SPOILERS*** 'China Doll' marked Frank Borzage's return to film after being 'blacklisted' for ten years, and for a modestly-budgeted film, it is a nifty war romance.

Cliff Brandon (Victor Mature) is a war-weary veteran pilot, assigned to airlifting supplies and training aircrews, in WWII China. To co-pilot Phil Gates (Olympian Bob Mathias), and his new crew (including singer Johnny Desmond, and rising actors Stuart Whitman and Tige Andrews), he is an abrupt and by-the-book nag (he tells them, "It's my job to get your dogtags back to the States...hopefully, with you still in them!"), but his coldness comes from losing too many men.

One night, as Brandon is drunkenly stumbling home, an old Chinese gentleman begs him for money, mentioning a girl. The pilot assumes the man is pimping, and hands him a wad of bills. Unknown to Brandon, the man was actually 'selling' his daughter, and Brandon now had a 'bride'.

The girl, Shu-Jen (played by newcomer Li Li Hua), accepts her new role with resignation, but as Brandon sobers up, he is shocked by what he has done. He attempts to rid himself of his 'bride', but discovers he cannot, 'honourably'. For three months, the American will have to live with the Chinese girl, until the 'debt' is paid.

There is a lot of humour as the months pass, and the pair start realizing their feelings. Events take a melodramatic turn, however, when the pilot suffers from a relapse of malaria; Shu-Jen undresses him, then tries to provide warmth by covering him with her body. Delirious, and racked with fever, he is aroused, sexually, and he 'takes' her, resulting in her pregnancy!

What prevents this scene from becoming tawdry are the performances of the leads, the following day; Mature conveys such sincerity and awkwardness that you know that he respects the girl, and will not take the night's passion lightly. Li Li Hua, barely speaking English, is a wonder, conveying the nuances of the innocent girl's love by her eyes, her smile, and her posture. The pair have a chemistry that makes the scene, and the entire film work.

Without giving away the ending, let me say that a LOT happens after 'the night', and the film integrates the war quite effectively into the story, building to a climax and resolution that might surprise you!

This isn't a movie that appears on TV frequently, and is not available to buy, but if you get an opportunity to see it, check it out...This is a VERY good little film!

This appears to be a pretty low-budget movie. As such, it is very poignant -- right up there with Borzage's best. The location and matter-of-fact story of miscegenation, which must have been quite shocking for its time, remind one of Samuel Fuller (generally a far more rough and gritty director than Borzage).

This film is reminiscent of The Good Earth in the sense that it sticks very close to actual Chinese mores and customs. Li Hua Li gives a sensitive performance as the romantic interest of Victor Mature. The movie is unexpectedly a two-hanky affair, and not just another GI Joe in Asia adventure.

The film highlights the Flying Tigers, a military unit that struck petrifying fear in the hearts of the Japanese occupation forces within China during WW 2. There is very little jingoism or gung-ho dialog, as normally associated with Hollywood productions. This is because this is not a Hollywood production, but a well-made independent film. Kudos to the producers of this film and the screenwriters who made this film unforgettable. Some might say it is a bit corny and sentimental, but those sentiments are quickly dashed after the film's plot begins to unravel. You can keep Gigi, the winner of the Best film of 1958. This film is much better.