Deeds held high by his many supporters |
Watching this film struck a note of horror in my brain. I’ve
always been wary of Hollywood populism, but this film, which seemed almost to
replicate scenes of the storming of Congress following the Trump defeat, made
me feel very uneasy indeed.
I have complaints about the film as film, and about the
story. Let’s begin with the story:
- We are expected to believe that a small-town
poet can outsmart the best legal brains in America simply by the conviction
that he is right. Longfellow Deeds (Gary Cooper) embodies the American values
most praised by Hollywood: simple, unsophisticated, uncultured, belief in instinct
rather than reason, belief in fists rather than argument. In other words, “right”
overcomes “might”.
- At the same time, the simpleton Deeds has to
demonstrate to that he can size people up w
- A lawyer claiming to represent
the common-law wife of the deceased is literally sent kicking; yet Deeds accepts
at face value hundreds of people waiting at his front door in the expectation
that he will give them a hand-out. There is no suggestion that Deeds might want
to take advice before he gives his fortune away. There is no suggestion that those
requesting funds might not really be in need. No, under the film’s populist
ethos, if Deeds thinks they are honest, they are honest.
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There is a revealing scene where Deeds is elected
chair of the opera company. When he learns they have a deficit, he says they
should trade so as to make a profit. He doesn’t have any time for the argument
that opera is the kind of cultural activity that requires some kind of
financial support to survive. Funny that small-town Deeds nevertheless has a
very clear attachment to American capitalism, as if there were no subsidies in
the United States. The Metropolitan Opera, by the way, has more than half its
funding via private donations. No doubt if Deeds were running the Met he would
increase ticket prices further.
And now for my comments on the film:
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Gary Cooper looked far too intelligent to be playing
this role James Stewart could have done it better.
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A film that is supposed to be screamingly funny
had some surprisingly dull moments. The courtroom scene at the end dragged,
unsurprisingly, since the leading actor said nothing for almost the entire
duration of the scene.
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We are expected to believe, for the resolution of
the plot, that Longfellow Deeds overcomes his abhorrence for the reporter Babe
Bennett (Jean Arthur) who has shamelessly exploited him and made money from his
behaviour. A few days later, he marries the very same reporter.
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The story of Babe Bennett is so full of holes it
is impossible to believe. She appears as a homeless down-and-out in front of
Longfellow Deeds, who looks after her. 24 hours later she is revealed to be a stenographer
in a steady job, and a few hours after that Deeds visits her house and her ‘sister’.
None of this tallies with her purported background as related to Deeds.
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It’s never clear how Deeds got his money in the
first place. He doesn’t appear to do much other than write poor poems and play
tuba in the local town band. Perhaps, like Trump, he inherited money, which enabled
him not to have to worry about earning a living.
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The film is full of inconsistencies. Deeds is
adamant that nobody should bend down to help him put on his trousers – a very egalitarian
idea. But Deeds subsequently has no problems being waited on by not one but two
servants. Not so egalitarian, then.
Overall, Mr Deeds goes to Town demonstrated the truth of
Gramsci’s idea of hegemony: that the United States produces more powerful propaganda
in defence of its system than repressive states where any dissent is punished.
To think, people paid to watch this film! To be honest, I watched the film for
free on YouTube, via an excellent copy that had been restored thanks to some funding,
something we all benefitted from.