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Villain Still Pursued Her, The (1940)

** (out of 4)

Strange but dull comedy about a villain who's in love with a married woman. In order to steal her he turns the husband into an alcoholic so that he won't be able to support her or their son. It's strange seeing how alcoholism was looked at back in the day but this film gets zero laughs, although the strangeness keeps it watchable. Not even Buster Keaton can get any laughs in his small role.

Sadly Keaton had to appear in a lot of small budget stuff like this and even more sad is that this is one of the better films that he did.

Introduced by bombastic Billy Gilbert, the story begins in old New York, where moustache-twirling lawyer Alan Mowbray (as Silas Cribbs) is trying to get control of the estate recently inherited by handsome young Richard Cromwell (as Edward Middleton). The lascivious Mr. Mowbray is also interested in harp-playing beauty Anita Louise (as Mary Wilson), who finds her true love is Mr. Cromwell. After the lovebirds wed, Mowbray tries to gain control over Cromwell with alcohol...

This broad parody of old-time melodramas may initially be taken as a bad movie, but it's a surprisingly clever spoof, for the time.

Unfortunately, the film stays in a mildly amusing mode for most of the running time, and depends on a mediocre pie-in-the-face for its comedy climax. With their tongues pressed firmly in cheek, Cromwell and Mowbray make swell scenery-chewing, eyebrow-raising impressions. As Ms. Louise's mother, marvelous Margaret Hamilton matches the melodramatics. While miscast as Cromwell's boyhood pal, silent legend Buster Keaton is a bonus. Farm animals offer deadpan counterpoint.

******* The Villain Still Pursued Her (10/11/40) Edward F. Cline ~ Richard Cromwell, Alan Mowbray, Buster Keaton, Anita Louise

Hollywood movies killed the type of melodramatic social message play that was popular in American theater at the turn of the 20th century. In the teens and twenties, it had both copied it and satirized it to the point that it lost its audience. It simply could not be appreciated by a more sophisticated audience weened on sophisticated Hollywood productions.

It would seem that 1940 would be too late to be satirizing a style of theater and acting that had gone out of style 15 or 20 years before. Still, the majority of Americans past 30 had grown up with such fare and could appreciate the satire. Today, of course, this style of theater and acting is unknown except for the theater and film buffs. 21st Century audiences can only find this film a bit boring and very bizarre.

There are three ethereal performances in this movie - Anita Louise, Margaret Hamilton and Richard Cromwell look like they are in a trance. Joyce Compton is also hilariously effective as a deranged woman. Billie Gilbert and Hugh Herbert do their typically funny bits.

Like me, most people who watch this movie will probably do so to see Buster Keaton. One has to feel a bit disappointed that Keaton just delivers his lines, but hardly does anything really Keatonesque. Yet the whole film, because it was directed by Keaton's friend, Eddie Cline, has a Keatonesque quality to it.

It is hard to imagine the style of acting portrayed in this movie being a real and popular style. The actors seem to avoid all facial expression after reciting their lines. Yet this was considered good acting before the Stanislavsky Method revolutionized theater at the dawn of the 20th century.

This movie should be especially studied by actors and directors for its record of a long gone acting style. It may not be as funny as it once was, but it is more fascinating with the passage of time.

This absurd parody of Victorian melodramas watched in the right frame of mind is very enjoyable. The cast attacks the material with the proper degree of whimsy playing it broadly, the only reasonable approach to something designed to be this silly.

The director and studio were wise to cast character actors with a talent for either farce or slapstick and then give them free rein to dig into the ridiculous situations with aplomb. The biggest surprise is probably Anita Louise, an busy and very lovely actress until her retirement but not especially known for her comedic skills. In this she jumps right into the mood of the proceedings playing a character that can only be described as an imbecile in her naiveté. By playing it straight and never winking at the audience she makes the woman an object of sympathy no matter how dumb she seems.

If you start watching this expecting anything but an overblown bit of ridiculousness you will either be disappointed or irritated.

I hate melodrama, but had reservations about this satire of the genre nonetheless. I thought it would be one of those films Buster Keaton only appeared in order to garner a paycheck. My qualms quickly diminished as I watched this unheralded classic. I have watched it a few times since I first obtained a copy, and it never fails to make me laugh throughout. Keaton is superb, as is the rest of the cast, and the comedy stands up very well. As long as we have soap operas, "The Villain Still Pursued Her" will always be funny!