After accidentally killing the man who raped her and forced her into prostitution, a New Orleans woman flees to a Caribbean island. While she awaits her fiancé, the vicious local police chief sets his sights on her.
William A. Wellman
Lil works for the Legendre Company and causes Bill to divorce Irene and marry her. She has an affair with businessman Gaerste and uses him to force society to pay attention to her. She has ... See full summary »
Frisco Jenny was orphaned by the 1906 earthquake and fire and has become the madame of a prosperous bawdy house. She puts her son up for adoption and he rises to prominence as district ... See full summary »
William A. Wellman
Helen Jerome Eddy
The throbbing adventures of a woman who unleashed her heart...so revelatory...so courageous in its searching depiction of the secret things in a woman's life that its burning words left a trail of readers breathless and amazed. See more »
According to the documentary The Celluloid Closet (1995) (based on Vito Russo's book of the same name), this was the first Hollywood movie to depict a gay bar. See more »
Opening scene depicts wagon train crossing the west, which would have happened in the 1840s -1860s. The title card after this scene says "18 years later in Rollins, Texas". The following scenes shows Nasa being born and then approximately 20 years later Nasa riding her horse. Her father observes her whipping Moonglow from his 1930's auto. Therefore, about 40 years have transpired, suggesting the wagon train was crossing the west in 1890. Transcontinental rail travel was common by 1880. See more »
Beautiful, in a modern way (contrast with co-star Thelma Todd), facile with her lines, natural with her mannerisms, this lady can act! And she has a fine voice, so the "couldn't make the transition to talkies" bit doesn't apply here.
And the off-screen items that supposedly led to her decline are pretty lame explanations. I mean, suing someone who embezzled her was supposed to be scandalous? Even back then? What was she supposed to do, sue by proxy? I smell a John Gilbert-style studio sabotage of a "difficult star" here.
Back to the film. Call Her Savage is a Bow vehicle throughout, showcasing her broad range. Though an interesting nature-vs-nurture yarn, with frank pre-Code allusions to sexual kink and promiscuity which give us a peek into the mentality of the age, the stagy mannerisms that are the baggage of the silent era make for a somewhat dated melodrama. And the direction is pretty awful, too. But Bow manages to isolate herself from these drawbacks; in fact, throughout the film, she distinguishes herself from her surroundings. Isn't this star power?
Ordinarily, this film would score a6 or 7, but I give it a 9 because it's a rare opportunity to watch an actress whose star never should have faded.
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