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The Secret Bride is one of those films with a completely artificial issue. If only Warren William and Barbara Stanwyck were completely open about their marriage this whole plot wouldn't have happened. But he's the state attorney general and she's the daughter of Governor Arthur Aylesworth. The two are married secretly and keep it that way thinking it helps Aylesworth avoid charges of impropriety.

In fact Aylesworth is facing charges of improprieties, taking bribes and kickbacks. William has to investigate. But the investigation blows up when his own man Douglass Dumbrille is killed and his girl friend Glenda Farrell is arrested for his murder. Barbara knows something that can clear Farrell, but is also concerned about her father's fate as well.

The real story of Dumbrille's death and the charges against Aylesworth is a rather intricately connected set of circumstances that only make sense in the end. I don't want to go into any of it lest I spoil your appetite for the rest of the story.

Glenda is quite good as the street smart dame who in reality turns out to be a true innocent. In fact there is a master villain who is a real puppetmaster in this whole affair.

The one thing that struck me in this whole affair is that if a special prosecutor law had been in place, one would have been appointed and there would be no film. This is why there are such laws. Also if like in New York, the Attorney General was an independent elected official, Warren and Barbara would have been free to keep the marriage open.

And there would be no need for Barbara to be The Secret Bride.

"The Secret Bride" is a quintessential early 1930's Warner Brothers film. It starts quickly, and never slows a step. Not a second is wasted, as the plot relentlessly pushes forward, never pausing to take a breath. Though Barbara Stanwyck is the nominal star, the lines are spread out quite nicely, giving many other actors quite a lot of screen time and dialogue.

Warren William is one of my favorite actors from this era. Tall and darkly handsome, he seems to be permanently smarmy and manipulative. In fact, in the movies I have seen him in, his characters are so deliciously sleazy and disingenuous that it took me a while to accept the idea that he is a genuine good guy here.

Douglas Dumbrille has a meaty role also as Warren's assistant in the Attorney General's office. He too is often corrupt and sleazy (one of my favorite movie scenes ever is the climax of "Mr. Deeds Goes to Town", when Gary Cooper punches him and good). And was Grant Mitchell born looking old? He never appears young in any film ever (and with good reason - he was born in 1874 - and was 58 when his film career took off!)

One really funny moment occurs when Barbara Stanwyck goes to Mitchell's offices to find him. After being told he is not there, Stanwyck asks the receptionist for his home address - which she joyfully gives him without a thought - street address and apartment number! Things sure have changed.

I also enjoy how these early films never actually mention what state the movie takes place in, even though the governor plays a large role in the story; nor are specific political parties ever mentioned - a nice approach.

Don't start watching this unless you are prepared to sit for the whole 64 minutes - with your seatbelt on. A quick, fun ride indeed.

This is a pretty standard Warner's Who Done It, one that gives up the goods about 2/3rds of the way through. What puts this Stanwyck vehicle a notch or two above average is the fluid camera work employed--- Dieterle isn't afraid to employ some unusual overhead camera angles (or was Busby Berkeley hanging around the set?) and tracking shots. It's also obvious that Warner's wasn't afraid to spend more on their productions in 1934 than just a year or two before. The production values show where it counts, right down to the Orry-Kelly gowns on Ms. Stanwyck--- one in particular looked like it wiped out half the fox population in Depression-era California. Some of the motivations in the plot are fuzzy: Glenda Farrell's relationship with her boyfriend (is it just me or does Douglass Dumbrille look like he and Lionel Atwill were separated at birth?) is about as unclear as her reaction to his... errh, that'd give away too much. I give this a 10 for production values and a 4 for plot.

Fairly standard murder melodrama (you wouldn't want to call it a whodunnit; it's too painfully obvious who did it). Stanwyck and her husband (the D.A.) must hide the fact that they are married until they find the evidence to clear her dad (the governor) from charges of accepting a bribe. The more they try to hide their involvement, the more they seem to implicate themselves and her father in an expanding list of crimes.

The cast is good, but the material is a bit too dry, lacks polish, and the pace is slow. Involving, but not intriguing, nor particularly memorable.

That such a piece of written garbage can come off as a competent and very entertaining film is something of a miracle. Energetically directed, fast-paced as to avoid anyone thinking of the many imbecilities of the script, and acted with conviction by all the cast, specially the supporting players.