The Singing Blacksmith (1938) User Reviews

Yiddish film featuring the singing of Moyshe Oysher

[trb-2 · 20 April 1999]

Yankl der Shmid, the Singing Blacksmith, was filmed in New Jersey in the late 1930's. It was originally a play, simplified and brought to the screen as a vehicle to show off the singing talents of Moyshe Oysher as Yankl. Not a great film, but the singing is spectacular, and it's interesting as a period piece. As an extra bonus, the young Yankl is portrayed by Herschel Bernardi, in his first film role.

The Jewish Caruso in action! Whutta voice--

[barevfilm · 10/10 · 25 August 2018]

Viewed in London at the 1996 Barbican Yiddish Retrospective THE SINGING BLACKSMITH" -- (Yankl der Shmid), 1938. Adapted for the screen by David Pinski, from his play of the same name, Yankl had been a long established classic of the Yiddish stage.. Directed by Edgar Ulmer with a Screenplay by Ossip Dymov and Ben-Tsvi Baratof; Music, Jacob Weisberg; running time 116 minutes. Moishe Oysher, the suave superstar synagogue cantor with a voice like Caruso, made three films between 1937 and 1940. His best, "The Cantor's Son" and "Overture to Glory" are, unfortunately, not available for this retrospective, however, "Blacksmith" still affords ample opportunity to hear one of the great screen tenors of all time. As Variety put it: "There may be flaws in direction, photography and acting, but there can be no denying that Oysher's voice by far dwarfs those faults". The story concerns a swaggering, womanizing, hard drinking blacksmith who has this great voice and will sing for anybody, anywhere, at the drop of a hat. With the pencil mustache he wears for the role Oysher looks like Hollywood leading man, Gilbert Roland. When the Smith is smitten by the Coup de Foudre for the beauteous Tamara and decides to give up his free-wheeling bachelorhood, the matchmakers in town, one an impossible stutterer, start vying for his business. Chaye, considered the best shadchen (MATCHMAKER) in town, is forcibly engaged by the shmit to do the arranging, but she thinks he's such a bad catch she feels compelled to apologize to the prospective in-laws (the film's most comedic scene). To everyone's amazement Tamara, who clearly has a mind of her own, abruptly accepts. They are married, but the other woman, Rifke, who although married to a simpering wimp, has had her eyes on Yankl from Day One, is not about to let little things like marriage contracts stand in her way. In one steamy scene in the forge she really turns on the heat in what is probably the most, if not the only, explicitly raunchy sex scene in all of Yiddish filmdom. Caught with his fingers in the pie, so to speak, Yankl, sorely chagrined by his weakness for drink and inability to resist Rifke's advances, even as his new bride is found to be with child -- is now an outcast and slinks from the house head lowered in shame. In the end Family Values will finally win out -- but just barely -- as Ulmer stretches them to the limit in this all-but-black comedy. After all the Peyton Place shenanigans that have come before, the final shot of the repentant Yankl and his forgiving Tamara, half hidden behind a close-up of the newborn baby suspended in an airborne crib by strings from above, has more the air of a dirty joke than a morally proper conclusion. Leave it to Ulmer.