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cast: Helen Morgan, Joan Peers, Fuller Mellish Jr, Jack Cameron, and Henry Wadsworth
director: Rouben Mamoulian
80 minutes (n/r) 1929
Kino / Universal NTSC DVD Region 1 retail
review by Richard Bowden
One of the greatest of early talkies - if not the greatest - Applause was also the debut feature of Rouben Mamoulian, whose later successes
include the celebrated Dr Jekyll And Mr Hyde (1931), starring Frederic March; one of Garbo's finest vehicles Queen Christina (1933),
as well as the groundbreaking Technicolor production Becky Sharp (1935). Lured into cinema after great success in theatre, like Orson Welles
later on, Mamoulian found out how to make films in a crash course partly of his own devising: by absorbing the process at studios in New York,
resolutely watching the work of others until he "learned what not to do."
Hired ostensibly as a stage expert on dialogue to help make the most of the new sound medium, Mamoulian, again like the future Welles, quickly
proved himself an all-round innovator, looking at production with fresh eyes with the ability to reinvent aspects of cinema as he found them.
"All I could think of was the marvellous things one could do with the camera and the exciting new potentials of sound recording," he
Applause was the result - a film which still astonishes us today, let alone those who saw it for the first time 80 years ago, at a time
when sound had made considerable attack on the creative freedom previously taken for granted by silent films, thereby creating a ubiquitous industry
standard of talky stage-bound productions, hindered by bulky recording equipment, within the limitations of sound-proof booths (a favourite re-creation
of this time appears in Singing In The Rain). Mamoulian's choice
of subject matter for his first feature initially seemed to promise little that was striking: a somewhat hoary old novel about a fading burlesque
queen sacrificing herself for her daughter, which promised much melodramatic moralising. But the fledgling director was to prove not so much interested
in the story as in the way he could find of telling, and therefore invigorating, the material.
Mamoulian's practical experience of filmmaking was gained largely by sitting on the sidelines at Paramount's New York studios. His theoretical
inspiration may one suspects, but cannot prove, have been inspired elsewhere: notably the expressive use of fluid cinematography shown in Murnau's
great American opus Sunrise, made and released to huge industry interest
just a few short years before. Indeed, Mamoulian was later to use the great German's director of photography when he later came to make Dr Jekyll
And Mr Hyde. In Applause we find moments of expressionism mingled with lyricism that the German would find entirely familiar. Like Murnau,
Mamoulian too set out to tell his story primarily through the movement of his camera, and added to this some striking location work. The earlier
director was not constrained by the mechanics of soundtrack; where Mamoulian took a step forward was in the way he insisted that few of the limitations
of the new format since then were necessary, a fact shown by the fact many of his experiments in Applause have become common film language.
This approach becomes apparent right from the opening scene, where the director at once thinks more in terms of travel than of sound: first a few
shots of a closed shop front, then a track along a newspaper-blown street. A small dog is rescued from the litter by a girl, before a brass band
introduces her and us to the arrival of the burlesque queen, Kitty Darling (Helen Morgan), and her progress in an open carriage. The film cuts to
inside her theatre, tracks steadily past musicians in the pit, pans back and forth over the dancing bodies on stage before finally resting on the
tired faces of the chorus girls. Mamoulian's concern with the "delight of movement" as he put it, is everywhere. Such concerns led to
technical considerations for the sound men that were at first thought impossible. One later scene in particular brought on a crisis, where Kitty
sings a burlesque song to her daughter by way of lullaby as the child simultaneously whispers her prayers (this in a long single take). The primitive
microphone picked up one and not the other, so the director suggested using two mics, and mixing it together later. From such guileless innovations
are revolutions made; after some strenuous initial doubts, the studio heads gave Mamoulian carte blanche to continue the film just as he sought fit.
Applause is one of those movies where virtually every scene demands attention for the interested viewer, either by virtue of Mamoulian's
skill or, in the case of Helen Morgan, through an especially moving performance. The director had filled his cast with those who were as new to
the medium of film as he was. Some, like Fuller Mellish, playing the city slicker, as well as Jack Cameron (Kitty's predacious beau) overplay
slightly in that 1930s wiseacre fashion distracting to modern taste - in fact one of the film's few weaknesses - but Morgan's pathetic dignity more
than compensates for this and edges the melodrama onward into tragedy. Even the doomed, blossoming romance between Kitty's daughter April (Joan
Peters) and her sailor, although somewhat hackneyed in expression, becomes acceptable in the hands of such a sensitive director who, as critic Tom
Milne noted, "brings a simple lyricism which is neither faux nor naïf," in their scenes together. A particularly fine moment is
provided by the lovers' subway platform farewell shot, again in long take, on location. The two have been forced apart by ironic circumstance but
he does not know why. April's lover has little say in his despondency but, almost absent-mindedly, buys and pushes a cheap packet of gum from a
machine into her hand as a leaving present. Another director would have made this pathetic action trite; Mamoulian makes it say everything there
is to say about a closing relationship between two people, where something so slight can be so precious.
It would have been too easy to produce a first work that showed off for its own account. But Applause remains so compulsive because it
succeeds both as an empathetic story of people and as a technical tour-de-force, without one overbalancing the other. It is also exhilarating as
it shows how imagination and creative determination liberated film even at this early stage, from self-imposed limitations. Rather scandalously,
this great movie remains unavailable on DVD in the UK. The region one Kino edition fortunately has a great transfer and throws in some useful extras,
including a booklet, an interview with Mamoulian, some novel-screenplay comparisons, excerpts from related material as well as an image gallery.