The Roaring Twenties, like most of the other gangster
pictures of the 1930’s, is about bootleggers, speakeasies, and organized crime.
The picture follows three World War I vets - George (Humphrey Bogart), Lloyd
(Jeffrey Lynn) and Eddie Bartlett
(Cagney) - who meet in a shell crater in the midst of
battle, and become buddies of sorts. After the war, prohibition sets in, and bathtub
gin and organized crime follow in short order.
Cagney's character returns from the war to find that his job
as an auto mechanic has been filled by a civilian, and nobody else is hiring
either. He makes the acquaintance of a tough gal saloon keeper named Panama
Smith, who helps him get started in the underground liquor business, and pretty
soon Eddie Bartlett is doing pretty well for himself. His war buddy Lloyd, an honest guy, has gone to law school, and (holding his nose)
goes to work for Eddie. By contrast, George
(Bogart) has no regard for the law; in fact, he has little regard for anyone or
anything besides himself. When Eddie accepts him as a business partner, we’re pretty sure bad things will follow. Eddie is basically a
decent guy, caught up in the circumstances of the times. He's not so straight or idealistic as Lloyd,
nor as mean and self-centered as George. Eddie sees himself as a realist, and he likes being a big shot. But he’s also a
dreamer, aspiring to be a good guy. These qualities make him a great
protagonist.
Cagney is brilliant as Eddie Bartlett, smart, brash, funny, clever, tough, quick-witted, and, when
circumstances warrant, wistful, loyal, thoughtful, and sympathetic. He is
mercurial, sure, but never mean-spirited. Whether he’s wooing or fighting, he’s
believable, and sincere. He just gives a great, nuanced, charismatic
performance. Bogart had played the role of the dark, amoral, ultimately
spineless bad guy for most of the thirties, and is quite good at it. His breakout roles in High Sierra and The
Maltese Falcon (1941) are still a couple years away. Priscilla Lane, a star for
a few years but now largely forgotten, is fine as the sweet, pure girl for whom
Cagney carries a torch; and Gladys George is terrific as Panama Smith, who
carries a torch for Cagney.
Raoul Walsh had been directing films for nearly twenty-five
years at this point (and would go on for another twenty-five years) and he knew
how to keep the story and the action moving along. The screenplay is
intelligent, sensitive, and loaded with
great lines. Like when George says (
after laying a trap for a rival): “I
always say, when you got a job to do, get somebody else to do it.” It
was based on an original story by Mark Hellinger (himself a fascinating
character), with the feel of a newsreel, complete with a terse, melodramatic
voiceover setting the scene. The movie was
made ten years after the devastation of “Black Tuesday”, and six years after the end of prohibition, at
a time when those bootlegging speakeasy
days seemed long gone, and it’s structured as a kind of retrospective of that
bygone era. This rich film winds up being the story about a time as well as
about a character.
The cinematography by
the estimable Ernie Haller (Dark Victory, Gone With the Wind, Mildred Pearce,
Rebel Without A Cause) couldn’t be better ; it includes a great, iconic final
scene, not to be missed.
When the proverbial lights came on, I didn’t want this movie
to be over. I felt enriched, exhilarated. I wanted to devour the extras on the dvd
immediately (rare for me). But then, the Roaring Twenties is a rare treat.
Available on DVD,
including from Netflix, or streaming from Amazon Instant Video or Xfinity
OnDemand
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