A chorus girl with marital woes is pursued by a gangster.A chorus girl with marital woes is pursued by a gangster.A chorus girl with marital woes is pursued by a gangster.
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- Ruthie Day
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- Hood
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- (uncredited)
- Al Jolson - Cameo
- (uncredited)
- Waiter
- (uncredited)
- Policeman
- (uncredited)
- Party Guest
- (uncredited)
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The film is famous as one of Norma Talmadge's flop talkie attempts but it's not bad at all and is a better film than her 1930 attempt (and final film) as Madame DuBarry.
Talmadge plays a show girl married to a song writer (Gilbert Roland) but everyone is involved in the Broadway night life and endless parties. Plus Talmadge is being pursued by a gangster. Talmadge leaves her husband after he spends the night with a floozie. She ends up as the gangster's moll but soon gets tired of the life.
She runs into Roland (on the skids) later and tries to rekindle her relationship but as they attempt to leave wicked NYC for the country they get involved in a botched gangland murder.
This film proves that Talmadge had a perfectly good voice (she even sings a little), not overly trained and unnatural as she was as DuBarry. She's also pretty good in a the part and it's fascinating to finally see this great star in a "modern" role. Roland isn't bad as the husband and has surprisingly little accent.
Lilyan Tashman is Norma's pal, Roscoe Karns in the music partner, John Wray is the gangster, Mary Doran is the floozie, Jean Harlow has a bit part as a party guest, and Al Jolson makes a cameo and sings a song but it's all cut from the short version of this film that I have.
Another curiosity from the transition era. Why would this film have flopped?
The story is a little flat and predictable for 1929: showgirl Talmadge throws out songwriter-husband Gilbert Roland after he turns up drunk one time too many and takes up with visiting Chicago hood John Wray, who's crazy for her, but she can't help loving the big sap of a hubby.
There's lots of good stuff, from proto-noir lighting and some nice moving shots by cameraman Ray June, some fine editing by Hal Kern and good acting all around. So why the lack of interest? I think Miss Talmadge was in her mid-thirties, thought that film-making was getting too complicated, she wasn't getting any younger, and she didn't need the money. She and her sister Constance owned a big chunk of San Diego, anyway.
It was okay? Well, a little less than okay. I was into it for a while but then when I realised that it wasn't what I had wanted to watch I kind of lost interest for a bit. The story was pretty standard but none of the dialogue really popped out and the acting was pretty good for the most part.
I still haven't seen "The Lights of New York".
I'm not a terribly big Norma Talmadge fan; she's a competent actress with a deep, powerful voice. For some reasons, rumors of her possessing a shrill Brooklyn accent have lingered for years, no doubt due to the claim that she was the basis for the unpleasant voice of Lina Lamont, the villainess of Singin' in the Rain, a movie which is not a terribly accurate depiction of the silent to sound transition to begin with, though many seem to believe so. Nonetheless, Talmadge is solid as the heartbroken chorus girl. The rest of the cast is fine. William Cameron Menzies's art direction is great and the cinematography is pretty good too. The plot is hokum, but it's entertaining while you're watching the picture.
I'd wager Talmadge's fall from grace was not caused by an inability to exist in sound, but by the cultural shift brought on by the Great Depression. Hard-nosed dames and working girls struggling to survive were more in vogue than the types Norma tended to essay during her 1910s/1920s heyday. Up and comers like Joan Crawford, possessing different images and fresh faces, held more appeal for audiences.
As the Buddhists say, times are always changing. Talmadge's day had passed on by. At least she retired a wealthy woman; as her sister Constance is said to have told her, the critics can't mess with those trust funds, honey!
Did you know
- GoofsBefore putting a pot of coffee on the stove, Jill uses a wooden match to light the burner, while never once looking at the match. She shakes the match to put it out, but it flares up again as she drops it on top of a cabinet next to the stove. She then puts the coffee pot on the burner and walks off camera to look out the window.
- Quotes
Jill Deverne: [Norma Talmadge's first line of spoken dialogue on film - said down a dumbwaiter shaft to who she thinks is the iceman] Twenty-five pounds. And don't give my chunk a twice-over shave.
Joe Prividi: [said up the dumbwaiter shaft after sending up a stolen box of flowers with a note for her birthday] Good morning, Jill.
Jill Deverne: Good morning, Mr. Prividi.
Joe Prividi: Mrs. Deverne, as I wished ya' wasn't.
Jill Deverne: You stop this silly flower business! Do you hear me?
Joe Prividi: Why? It's your boithday, ain' it, huh?
Jill Deverne: Well, who told you to celebrate it?
Joe Prividi: My heart, darling. My heart.
Jill Deverne: Well, shut it off, or my husband might plug it for you.
Joe Prividi: [laughing] That's not his racket. That piano player couldn't plug nothin' but a song.
- ConnectionsFeatured in Hollywood and the Stars: The Wild and Wonderful Thirties (1964)
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- New York Nights
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- 1h 22m(82 min)
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- 1.20 : 1