International House (1933)

Assorted wacky characters converge on a Chinese hotel to bid on a new invention...television.

Director:

A. Edward Sutherland

Writers:

Francis Martin (screenplay), Walter DeLeon (screenplay),

Stars:

Peggy Hopkins Joyce, W.C. Fields, Rudy Vallee

Cast

Cast overview, first billed only:
Peggy Hopkins Joyce	...	Peggy Hopkins Joyce
W.C. Fields	...	Professor Quail
Rudy Vallee	...	Himself
Stuart Erwin	...	Tommy Nash
George Burns	...	Doctor Burns
Gracie Allen	...	Nurse Allen
Sari Maritza	...	Carol Fortescue
F. Chase Taylor	...	Colonel Stoopnagle (as Colonel Stoopnagle)
Budd Hulick	...	Budd (as Budd)
Cab Calloway	...	Himself
Bela Lugosi	...	General Petronovich
Rose Marie	...	Herself (as Baby Rose Marie)
Franklin Pangborn	...	Hotel Manager
Edmund Breese	...	Doctor Wong
Lumsden Hare	...	Sir Mortimer Fortescue

Storyline

Professor Wong has invented a television machine and invites everyone to see it at China's International House Hotel. Every time Tommy Nash attempts to wed his fiancée Carol Fortescue he comes down with an illness, and when he breaks out in a rash the hotel is quarantined. Into this hotel flies Professor Quail in his auto-gyro.

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Plot Keywords:

hotel | professor | china | television | peeping tom | 

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Taglines:

Grand Hotel of comedy

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Genres:

Comedy

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Certificate:

Passed

Details

Country:

USA

Language:

English

Release Date:

27 May 1933 (USA)

Also Known As:

Casa Internacional

Filming Locations:

Paramount Studios - 5555 Melrose Avenue, Hollywood, Los Angeles, California, USA

Company Credits

Production Co:

Paramount Pictures

Technical Specs

Runtime:

68 min 68 min (copyright length)

Sound Mix:

Mono (Western Electric Noiseless Recording)

Color:

Black and White

Aspect Ratio:

1.37 : 1

Did You Know?

Trivia

One of over 700 Paramount Productions, filmed between 1929 and 1949, which were sold to MCA/Universal in 1958 for television distribution, and have been owned and controlled by Universal ever since.

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Goofs

The hole in the roof of Prof. Quail's car disappears and reappears during the chase.

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Quotes

Professor Quail: Hey! Where am I?
Woman: Wu-Hu.
Professor Quail: Woo-Hoo to you sweetheart. Hey Charlie, where am I?
Hotel Manager: WU-HU!
[Professor Quail removes the flower from his lapel]
Professor Quail: Don't let the posey fool you!

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Connections

Referenced in The Devil's Joint (1969)

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Soundtracks

"Thank Heaven For You"
(1933) (uncredited)
Lyrics by Leo Robin
Music by Ralph Rainger
Copyright 1933 by Famous Music Corporation
Sung by Rudy Vallee

User Reviews

Don't let the posy fool ya!

INTERNATIONAL HOUSE is the cinematic equivalent of a root beer float: not exactly nutritious, but it sure makes you feel good. This is the kind of movie that somehow creates an atmosphere of great comedy even when the comedy isn't so great. Of course, it helps if you enjoy Pre-Code flicks, the jazz and pop of the early '30s, and performers such as W.C. Fields, George Burns & Gracie Allen, Cab Calloway, etc. Even so, you may find that some of the punch-lines fall flat, either because they're based on obscure topical references or because they weren't all that funny in the first place, or maybe because they're supposed to be dumb and the dumbness itself is the joke. In the end I have to conclude that whatever success this film achieves is due almost entirely to the charisma of the larger-than-life personalities of stage, screen, and radio assembled to put the material across. I can't think of another comedy with so many dead spots and missed opportunities that is so defiantly enjoyable anyhow.

Our story concerns the demonstration of a new invention, television, in a luxury hotel in Wu Hu, China. Dr. Wong, the inventor of this device (quaintly termed a "radio-scope" here) is entertaining bids from various international companies for the rights to his invention, and the competition for this prize forms what little plot there is. Obviously, the premise is just a flimsy excuse to throw together a batch of comic skits, songs, and star turns of one sort or another. Some of the stars have lost their luster with the passage of time; the male lead is a rather unappealing comic named Stuart Erwin who was mysteriously featured in several Paramount films of the period, while the leading lady is a once-famous celebrity named Peggy Hopkins Joyce who plays herself. Joyce was a former showgirl who was better known for marrying and divorcing millionaires than for her acting skill: the Zsa Zsa Gabor of her time. Happily, however, Erwin and Joyce quickly fade into the woodwork while we enjoy the antics of the more accomplished players.

There's a lot to enjoy here: Gracie Allen as the ditsy dame, hotel manager Franklin Pangborn in full fuss-budget mode, a strangely out-of-place Bela Lugosi as one of Miss Joyce's jealous ex-husbands, and of course W.C. Fields as the drunken lech Professor Quail. I've always enjoyed Fields a great deal but I must confess I have mixed feelings about his work here. Quail isn't the sympathetic Dad of IT'S A GIFT or the lovable rogue of THE OLD FASHIONED WAY, he's sour and generally obnoxious. For me this characterization plays better in some scenes (like his confrontation with Gracie) than in others (his destruction of the telephone switchboard). Fields' funniest sequence is one in which he and Miss Joyce temporarily share a bedroom suite while each is unaware of the other's presence. I also have mixed feelings about Burns & Allen's routines, but even when their jokes are lousy they punch 'em across with sheer panache.

What else? Well, Cab Calloway's music is great and his number in the uncensored version of this movie, an up-tempo tribute to marijuana called "Reefer Man," is a real jaw-dropper-- no wonder it was cut from the T.V. prints! Baby Rose Marie, already a seasoned trouper at age 10, is downright eerie belting out her torch ballad like a low-down, red hot mama. Rudy Vallee's number has always been my cue to head for the john. And then there are a couple of lingering mysteries: why is Dr. Wong is so doggedly determined to tune-in the six-day bicycle race at Madison Square Garden? And how did the two guys who call themselves Colonel Stoopnagle and Budd get into this movie? Their brief scene is a total dud, and their appeal escapes me completely. On the other hand, that musical number with the giant tea cups, Sterling Holloway, and dancers with spoons in their hair makes me feel like I've suddenly swallowed hallucinogenic mushrooms. In a nice way, I mean.

If nothing else this movie has given the world a famous punch-line, the one found in my subject heading above. This, of course, is Professor Quail's immortal retort to the fussy little hotel manager when he assumes the fellow is making a pass at him. I went to a public screening of INTERNATIONAL HOUSE recently and overheard two different people quoting the line in the lobby beforehand. If you find that line funny-- and I certainly do --then this oddball comedy may suit your palate. After all, a root beer float now and again never killed anybody.