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18 out of 18 people found the following review useful:
Mondo Bizarro, 7 April 2004
Author:
retro_gal
This is a strange film--a crazy quilt blend of bedroom farce, musical and
disaster all rolled into one, resulting in an outlandish oddity. Cecil B.
DeMille was adept at all types of films, everything from bedroom farces in
the silent days (notably those featuring Gloria Swanson) to sprawling
adventures to Bibilical epics-morality plays, but even the versatile
director appears to hit a snag with this peculiar production. To give fair
credit, he does quite well considering the highly unconventional material
and turns it into a fascinating curio; with a lesser director it may have
just been a curio, period. This is one film that if ever you have the
chance to see it, do not miss it! The first 50 or so minutes is a typical,
mediocre bedroom farce--long suffering, reserved, patrician society wife
Angela Brooks (looking every inch the prim WASP lady with her pale hair,
long nose, pursed lips and all) has all the material comforts but is made
unhappy by her straying, high-living husband Bob, who is carrying on with a
spirited man-eating strumpet named Trixie (no kidding). To win back her
hedonistic husband's full affections, Angela determines she must shed her
staid respectability and become a sultry siren, and from that point on the
real fun begins!
The main actions involves a lavish masquerade party aboard a dirigible
during an electrical storm, which Angela secretly and anonymously attends
with the dual purpose of enticing her man back and humiliating her
homewrecking hussy of a rival, impressively and out-of-characteristically
attired to the hilt in a spectacular Art Deco gown consisting of what
appears to be a sheer body stocking with strategically placed bits of fabric
over the torso to cover up the naughty, well, bits. Along with a masque and
faux French accent, she completely fools her husband and all the guests into
believing she is her alter ego, "Madame Satan," and achieves what she set
out to do!
Regarding the actors: Kay Johnson (Angela Brooks)--Granted, she does play
her part (or rather, parts) competently, but Johnson doesn't have much
screen presence and she's quite homely with her long, large banana nose and
small, plain, hard eyes (altho' this likely lends more credence to her
role--her unsightly looks along with her character's stuffy outlook, make it
understable as to why Bob readily and enthusiastically strays). Reginald
Denny (Bob Brooks, and no, Denny is not the unlucky Reginald of the L.A.
riots infamy) is handsome enough and makes a likable cad, but he's rather
bland and also is "expendable." Far more interesting and "impressive" (tho'
that's not hard to be considering the company they're in) are Roland Young
as Bob's friend James Wade, since he's given most of the "funny stuff" to
do; and particularly Lillian Roth (yes, the Lillian Roth of Susan Hayward's
"I'll Cry Tomorrow")--she exhibits a catchy screen presence as the feisty,
amoral party-girl Trixie. BTW, I was wondering about Roth's exact ethnic
background as she has a distinctively marked, appealing mulatto look to her
face.
As mentioned before, about the 1st half is an unexceptional bedroom farce,
with comic scenes that are initially amusing but soon wear thin (e.g. James'
constant, cloddish noise-making as he and Bob attempt to silently sneak back
into Bob's house with Angela just a few yards away; James and Trixie's
"pretend" marriage and their scene in the bed with Angela's interruptions;
and the scene where James tries to stall Bob from entering Trixie's room).
The 2nd half of the film is infinitely worth waiting for--the crazy
costumes, the static and plodding but memorably weird "Electricity" musical
number (replete with lightning bolt accents and enough silvery, bright
costumes glary enough to practically blind the eyes) and the downed
dirigible disaster. The scene where a young female guest lands on the roof
of a high building, holding onto a large weathervane after parachuting down,
and pleads to a fellow male guest floating down, to help her, whereupon he
responds, "I'm just passing through," is an amusing one. Surely one of the
strangest mainstream, old movies you'll ever see. It certainly was for me!
11 out of 11 people found the following review useful:
Jaw dropping. Noel Coward Meets the Ten Commandments. Closet Drama opens into Zeppelin Spectacle, 31 July 2000
Author:
dizozza from New York, NY
Difficult times for affluent married couple when wife interrupts her organ playing to put drunk husband to bed with his chum for the afternoon. To condemn their wasteful leisure time may lead viewers to consider the waste of our own, until suddenly the invitation to a masked ball on a zeppelin transpires into a black and white hallucination. No, it doesn't explode at its launch tower, but the zeppelin does break loose in a storm and crash, and before doing so, instructs us how to parachute out. The movie is unforgettable. Sorry for the obscure reference, but the Kate Bush "Babooshka" song summarizes the Noel Coward-like script. The wife's costume, her singing at the drop of the hat, her performance, and her general display of dignity alert me to the possibility of enjoying other deMille films. I used to consider his flat direction of dialogue scenes stultifying (like watching skulls dry) while falling off the chair at the sight of his special effects. No, the entire film is mystical and I'm interested in seeing more. 1930!
10 out of 10 people found the following review useful:
An over the top comedy, musical and disaster film!, 12 July 1999
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Author:
Rich-99 from New York
"Madame Satan" is one of those movies that is not sure what it is but is having a grand time trying to figure it out. Part bedroom farce (where in pre code days couples sleep in the same bed), romantic comedy, musical and at its climax a disaster film. Its basic plot follows the misadventures of a married couple as they try to relight the spark in their marriage. The climax is a costume ball aboard a zeppelin (the musical production numbers here are pretty spectacular) that eventually ends in the zeppelin's crash in a storm. The effects are all done with miniatures and they really are quite impressive. The cast , especially Roland Young, are quite good though at times hesitant. You get the impression that in this early talkie the actors are not yet comfortable with sound but that is a minor quibble. All in all it is a fun over the top film that rarely has a dull moment.
11 out of 12 people found the following review useful:
Outrageous, 6 December 1999
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Author:
David Atfield (bits@alphalink.com.au) from Canberra, Australia
Part sex-comedy/part domestic drama/part musical/part fashion parade/part
disaster movie - all De Mille!
This is outrageous - you will never see another movie like this one.
Struggle through the boring first 45 minutes and you will be amply rewarded.
A staggering special effects climax, magnificent costumes by Adrian and
absolute decadence by all make this film unforgettable!
6 out of 6 people found the following review useful:
DeMille Rampant, 19 November 2004
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Author:
Ron Oliver (revilorest@juno.com) from Forest Ranch, CA
A desperate wife disguises herself as the mysterious MADAME Satan in
order to entice the attentions of her wayward husband.
In 1928, movie magnet Cecil B. DeMille, usually associated with
Paramount Studios, signed a three-picture contract with mighty MGM. The
most exuberant result of this new association--the others were DYNAMITE
(1929) and THE SQUAW MAN (1931)--was this bizarre, florid, highly
unusual and very entertaining musical-comedy-soap opera which almost
defies categorization in any other way than to simply say it is a
'DeMille Picture.'
It was also the only musical he attempted (1930 was a year replete with
singing stars enjoying--or abusing--the new sound technology) and
perhaps that is a good thing, as the tunes here don't warble too well
and are a bit of an embarrassment. Although the tale of marital
infidelity which dominates the film's first half grows rather mawkish,
DeMille awakes the audience in the second half by staging a naughty
masquerade ball in a luxurious dirigible, no less, harbored high above
New York City. Never one to let bad taste stand in his way, DeMille
invites the viewer to wallow in Pre-Code purulence, before ending on a
more moralistic note.
Kay Johnson, a very talented & lovely actress who is now sadly
forgotten, gives a lively performance as the abandoned wife determined
to win back her fickle spouse. She deftly weaves between drama &
spoofery, making her dynamically diabolic appearance as the title
character at the airship ball both mysterious and alluring. As her
husband, Reginald Denny comes across as much more one-dimensional and
unsympathetic, but then his role is supposed to register as rather
bland when compared to that of Miss Johnson.
Owlish Roland Young is humorous, as always, this time playing Denny's
best friend; his meek persona must hide a streak of wildness, however,
to be able to host the truly bizarre zeppelin party. As Denny's young
lover, Lillian Roth is all shrill, uncultured brashness--if this is
what the director wanted, she hits the bulls-eye.
Movie mavens will recognize DeMille's own voice as the radio announcer
at the end of the film.
6 out of 6 people found the following review useful:
No acting to speak of-really-but what a set., 6 April 2004
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Author:
pensman from United States
Here's a film with little redeeming social value-ok, the theme true love
triumphs is there-but with a lavish party scene on board a huge zeppelin
that is to be enjoyed on its own. The costumes are amazing and the set is
elaborate. This is a film from the days when Hollywood made pictures as a
feast for the eyes rather than as a main course for the mind. Certainly
worth a look for any film buff. A film that should be on DVD as a
historical artifact of 30's Hollywood and DeMille's ability to stage
spectacles anywhere.
The premise is almost worthy of Fitzgerald in that the idle rich are
certainly idle and life is seen is an opportunity for wine women and song.
All three are in this picture but don't hold out much for the song.
7 out of 8 people found the following review useful:
Adrian Costumes and More Adrian Costumes!, 4 August 2002
Author:
(splurben) from Augusta, Western Australia
A husband's middle age crisis affair becomes an exhilarating parade of exemplary Adrian costumes amidst a fantastically wild DeMille ending which kicks off with an amazing and unusual 'Electric Ballet' sequence. A "MUST SEE" for fans of Adrian.
8 out of 10 people found the following review useful:
A Tepid Affair to Remember, 14 April 2004
Author:
rsyung from United States
I found Madam Satan a rather strange hybrid of melodrama and musical, with
elements of sex farce thrown in for good measure. It is divided into two
distinct halves: the first takes place at the home of Bob and Angela, and at
Trixie's flat. Then, it's aboard a moored Zeppelin for the second half for
the party and the bulk of the musical numbers. A few witty ripostes here and
there, some occasionally charming musical numbers, but overall a rather
tepid affair. I just don't think Reginald Denny and Kay Johnson have the
onscreen charisma to do this story justice. Roland Young is always amusing
with his befuddled manner, in a sort of warm up to his Topper movies, but
with Denny and Johnson to play against, he becomes the most interesting
character by default.
But the film is interesting in its moralizing about straying husbands and a
wife's duty to spice up the marriage, considering DeMille's own
unsatisfactory marriage and philandering ways. Setting the second half
aboard a Zeppelin with its sinking ship analogies probably seemed very
modern at the time, and it is interesting to note that even six years before
the Hindenburg disaster, a Hollywood movie exploits the inherent danger to
such a mode of transportation. Perhaps with a really sparkling script by a
master screenwriter such as Robert Riskin, and more luminous leads, this
could have been a major delight instead of a trifle.
7 out of 9 people found the following review useful:
Mad Masquerade Party, 27 April 2004
Author:
lugonian from Kissimmee, Florida
MADAM Satan (MGM, 1930), directed by Cecil B. DeMille, marked the famed
director's second of three features under the MGM banner, and one of
his most unusual, or in the most common terms, bizarre. In spite of it
not becoming a box office success in its initial release, MADAM Satan
needs to be seen a few times in order to get the full concept of the
continuity. Once getting through some dull stretches taking place
during its initial 50 minutes, the movie delivers during its final
portion to this 115 minute production with its one of the most oddest
costume parties and inane production numbers ever captured on film.
The plot, which could very well be THE GUARDSMAN (1931, with Alfred
Lunt and Lynne Fontanne) or THE CHOCOLATE SOLDIER (1941, with Nelson
Eddy and Rise Stevens, which in turn is based on "The Guardsman") in
reverse, focuses on Angela (Kay Johnson), a boring but cultured New
York City society woman married to the prominent but fun loving Bob
Brooks (Reginald Denny). Her casual evening at home stirs some
excitement after reading in a newspaper that she, along with Bob and
his best friend, Jim Wade (Roland Young) were taken to night court for
speeding. Wanting to learn more about what her husband has been doing,
and who the woman masquerading as her husband's wife is, Angela's
suspicions are soon realized when she finds a calling card in Bob's
pocket signed by a Trixie. Feeling her marriage dissolved because of
Bob's lack of interest in her, Angela decides to follow the advice of
Martha, her maid (Elsa Peterson) to go out and recapture her own
husband by fascinating him. During Jim Wade's elaborate costume party,
which takes place in a gigantic airship, Angela enters the social scene
disguised as the masked woman who calls herself "Madam Satan."
Categorized as a musical, the production numbers set during the
masquerade party are of more interest than the songs that accompany
them. With the music and lyrics credited to Clifford Grey, Herbert
Stothart, Elsie Janis and Jack Grey, the songs featured include: "Live
and Love Today" (sung by Elsa Peterson); "Low Down" (sung by Lillian
Roth); "We're Going Somewhere" (sung by party guests as they enter
dirigible); "The Cat Walk" (performed by guests); "Ballet Electrique"
(performed by Theodore Kosloff as Electricity, surrounded by costumed
dancers in an electrical ballet stimulating everything from spark plugs
to lightning bolts); "What Am I Bid?/Auction Number" (recited by Roland
Young); "Madame" (sung by Kay Johnson); "All I Know is You Are in My
Arms" (sung and danced by Reginald Denny and Kay Johnson); "Low Down"
(reprise by Lillian Roth, later sung by Kay Johnson); and "Madame"
(reprise by Kay Johnson).
Not the usual Cecil B. DeMillion dollar spectacle for which he is most
famous, but like his better known Biblical epics, this modern-day story
has enough costumes to go around, especially the ones worn at the
masquerade party. After repeated viewing, MADAM Satan comes across like
a typical Norma Shearer and Robert Montgomery drawing room comedy or
something directed by George Cukor. At other times it leaves to the
imagination of an Ernst Lubitsch sex comedy, but nearly fails on all
counts. What saves this from becoming a total disaster is the oddball
costume party. Without seeing his name on the credits, it would be hard
to imagine MADAM Satan directed by DeMille, best known for religious
epics, but it should be known that DeMille did specialized in this sort
of comedy in the silent era with those starring Gloria Swanson, some
years before director Ernst Lubitsch set the standard.
MADAM Satan might have succeeded had the story been shortened and
vocalizing dubbed for Kay Johnson. Because Johnson at times resembles
or plays like a slightly mature Irene Dunne, a movie like MADAM SATIN
would have called for the likeness of Dunne, both actress and singer,
then under contract to RKO Radio. Lillian Roth's performance as the
fun-loving other woman does spark some life into her character, which
is no different from the roles she performed at her home lot of
Paramount at the time. On the whole, the one who comes off best and
memorably in MADAM Satan is Roland Young as Jim, who assumes some of
the film's witty one liners (Tyler Brooke: "I've never repented a sin,"
Young: "I've never repeated one,") and funnier actions. First to try to
pass off Trixie (Roth) as his wife to Angela, who knows her husband's
friend is only making the pretense to cover up for her husband's
infidelity. The pretense reaches an amusing climax when Jim has to
undress and get in bed with "his wife," with Angela's constant
intrusions. Following the airship disaster where all the party guests
must parachute from the dirigible, all landing around Central Park
ranging from inside a convertible with another couple smooching in the
front seat to the reservoir. As for Young's character, he lands on a
tree branch inside a lion's cage in the zoo. Below he watches the lions
roaring up at him. He then observes a sign that reads when the next
feeding time is for the lions will be. He then slowly looks at his
watch. Regardless of slow pacing, the redeeming quality goes to Young,
who even has the final closing rather than the leading players.
MADAM Satan was distributed on video cassette in the 1990s, and can be
seen occasionally during the late night hours on Turner Classic Movies.
Movies dealing with wives putting their unsuspecting husbands to the
test are usually fun to see, but while MADAM Satan might be categorized
as one of the weakest of the lot, it does propose some redeeming
qualities that make this one of the most unusual production by either
or both DeMille and MGM. (**)
4 out of 4 people found the following review useful:
"She will ensnare you", 14 June 2009
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Author:
Steffi_P from Ruritania
There are some directors who failed and faltered in the sound
revolution. There are others who made a success of the new form and
were even revitalised by it. Cecil B. DeMille is perhaps in a league of
his own, who with Madam Satan created a work suffering from all the
awkwardness of the worst early talkies, and yet one gloriously weird
and wonderful in a way that only his pictures could be.
It's true; Madam Satan is incredibly stilted and static in its
construction. I'm not referring to the anchored camera DeMille didn't
really rely on camera movement anyway. But like many early talkies it
places too much importance on dialogue, and is structured like a stage
play with very long and very wordy scenes. The sound recording is
appalling and sometimes we can hear dialogue when characters are in
long shot, which seems very unnatural. Like most early musicals the
numbers are spoiled by indecipherable operatic vocals.
But never fear! Madam Satan was scripted by the delightfully barmy
Jeanie Macpherson. What's more we find DeMille, ever with his finger to
the wind, putting his own grandiose and unashamedly smutty spin on the
bedroom-comedy musical genre that was making such a splash at his old
stomping ground, Paramount. The result is one of the most
unintentionally surreal pictures I have ever seen. We begin with some
Lubitsch-esque bed-hopping comedy scenes, sprinkled with a few songs.
We then decamp to a fancy-dress party on board a Zeppelin (why not?)
for an extended musical sequence, which looks like the result of Fritz
Lang hiring Busby Berkeley to direct a scene in Metropolis. Just as the
characters' passions start to run away with them, it suddenly turns
into a disaster movie a bit of a DeMille-Macpherson trademark, that.
Madam Satan is also special in that it is perhaps the only DeMille
comedy which is actually rather funny. The occasionally witty dialogue
was probably Gladys Unger's contribution to the screenplay, but what
really makes it work is the excellent comic timing and rapport of
Reginald Denny, Lillian Roth and Roland Young. In comparison to these
three very satisfying cast members, leading lady Kay Johnson seems
rather bland, and has "poor-man's Jeanette MacDonald" written all over
her.
Most of the songs are by Herbert Stothart, who would soon rise to
become MGM's in-house composer. Musically they are fairly forgettable,
although it's interesting how they are used to define character and
drive the plot forward in a way that later became standard but was by
no means a given in the very earliest musicals. DeMille, always a very
rhythmic director, shoots some great dance numbers, and shows great
musical sensitivity for the "All I Know Is You're in My Arms" number,
tracking along with the silhouetted dancers, and putting in a wonderful
slow tilt when they are still, corresponding to the swell in the music.
It's a shame this was his only musical.
Madam Satan has got to be one of the weirdest film experiences I have
ever had, and after my first viewing I wasn't quite sure if perhaps I
dreamt it. It was (sniff) the last significant contribution to a
DeMille picture by Jeanie Macpherson, and while all his work after this
was filled with adventure and spectacle, they were missing a certain
something that only she could bring. Madam Satan is however an
appropriately daffy swansong a boozy, art-deco, all-talking,
all-dancing concotion that is worth watching for its sheer oddness.
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