- M (1931) dir. Fritz Lang -- German film based on a true story of a child murderer, the monumental performance of Peter Lorre deservedly catapulted him to world stardom. Lang's surehanded direction is masterful in ratcheting up the suspense while making the homicidal maniac partially sympathetic as well as reprehensible. Grieg's music of "In The Hall of the Mountain King" would never be heard the same way again. Lorre is simply stunning!
- Frankenstein (1931) dir. James Whale -- While many critics prefer the sequel (you will however notice BRIDE OF FRANKENSTEIN does not appear anywhere in my top 100 films) this is the one that captures my imagination. Here Whale plays it straight (you should pardon the pun) and creates a gothic Universal horror for the ages. Obviously this is the movie that made Boris Karloff a star; aided by the masterful makeup by Jack Pierce. From the opening shots of Colin Clive shoveling dirt in the face of a statue of Death himself to the final conflagration at the windmill, this film is an almost perfect poem of morbidity and death which towers above almost all others.
- Trouble In Paradise (1932) dir. Ernst Lubitsch -- Undoubtedly the director's finest film, this sparkling glass of champagne is the ultimate expression of pre-code Hollywood in its frank depiction of sex and seduction. . .not to mention petty larceny. Herbert Marshall has never been better as the suave jewel thief who falls for and teams up with fellow jewel thief Miriam Hopkins. However, when Marshall goes after the wavishing Kay Francis, he's torn between his larcenous ways and his heartstrings. One of the most sophisticated comedies ever made; it's quite European in feel even though it was made in America. The height of 30's art deco aspirations.
- The Mummy (1932) dir. Karl Freund -- Gifted cinematographer Freund takes to the director's chair with this waking nightmare that plays like a projected dreamstate up on the screen. Basically a retelling of Universal's previous hit "DRACULA", this tops it by leaps and bounds. Karloff again appears in breathtaking Jack Pierce makeup as the revivified mummy Imhotep as well as the parchment-faced Ardath Bey; trying to stop the European infidels from robbing the tombs of Egypt. Exotic Zita Johann is perfectly cast as the reincarnated Egyptian princess and many of the cast from "DRACULA" appear as well. Seldom has the feel of a dream been so beautifully realized up on the silver screen.
- The Big Broadcast (1932) dir. Frank Tuttle -- Another pre-code film which has fun with the concept of Bing Crosby committing suicide, this utterly bizarre and surreal musical has to be seen to be believed. Most of the biggest radio stars of the day (Kate Smith, The Mills Brothers, The Boswell Sisters, Cab Calloway and Der Bingle himself) cavort in almost a stream of consciousness movie involving a radio station's bid for success by putting on the biggest broadcast ever. The aforementioned "suicide attempt" scene involves Stuart Irwin and Bing, both jilted by women, turning on the gas to kill themselves. They then hallucinate the ghostly form of Arthur Tracy (The Masked Tenor of the Air) slithering through a grate as vapour singing the incredibly unsettling "Here Lies Love". There's never been a musical like it before or since.
- The Old Dark House (1932) dir. James Whale -- Back to the mischievous James Whale with his archest of black comedies involving a small group of people (Melvyn Douglas, Raymond Massey, Gloria Stuart, Charles Laughton) seeking refuge from a storm in a . . . well, old dark house. . .belonging to the wildly eccentric Femm family (outrageously camp Ernest Thesiger, dour Eva Moore and their mute brute of a manservant Boris Karloff). Amid the lightning and thunder, there is talk of another Femm locked away in the attic due to his penchant for pyromania. Add to this mix the ancient patriarch of the family (played by the female Elspeth Dudgeon with wispy white beard) and you have the maddest of madhouses. Gloria Stuart, dressed in a slinky white satin dress, was instructed by Whale to run through the darkened corridors as if she was a flame moving through the eerie house. "Have a potato!"
- Duck Soup (1933) dir. Leo McCarey -- The Marx Brothers' masterpiece of insanity. Unlike all the other Marx Brothers movies which are saddled with incredibly insipid love stories involving bland engenues, here the Four Marx Brothers are let loose for total insanity. The nation of Freedonia is going to war. And I can see Margaret Dumont is bending over a hot stove. But I can't see the stove!
- Holiday (1938) dir. George Cukor -- Cary Grant is a working stiff who falls in love while on vacation. What he doesn't know is that the girl he's fallen for is stinking rich. Her sister Katharine Hepburn is the black sheep of the family and brother Lew Ayres has taken to drink to cope with the heavy burden of corporate responsibility rich Papa has placed on his shoulders. Naturally we're rooting for Cary and Kate to get together instead. Sister Doris Nolan is all wrong for him. Edward Everett Horton and Jean Dixon are Cary's hilarious down-to-earth friends the Potters. Binnie Barnes and Henry Daniell are the rich and snooty relatives. And Kate's playroom (where meetings are held for the Anti-Stuffed-Shirt and Trapeze Club) is the ultimate sanctuary of my dreams!
- Stagecoach (1939) dir. John Ford -- A masterpiece which saw John Ford learn how to make a "grown-up" western and found John Wayne catapulted to stardom as The Ringo Kid. A disparate group of people (Claire Trevor, Thomas Mitchell, John Carradine, etc.) board a cross-country stagecoach while Geronimo is on the warpath. The interrelationships between the characters is a marvel to see and the typical awe-inspiring John Ford shots make this one of the greatest westerns ever made.
- Mr. Smith Goes to Washington (1939) dir. Frank Capra -- A senator drops dead and the political machine who owned him decides to place a young, naive boys club leader in the senate as their compliant puppet. Unfortunately for them, Jimmy Stewart can't be played like that. Jean Arthur is magical as the jaded secretary who is charged with nursemaiding the new senator. Claude Rains as Stewart's mentor is also quite fine as the senior senator also in the pocket of political boss Edward Arnold. The climactic fillibuster with a hoarse Stewart refusing to yield the floor of the Senate until a smear campaign against him is proven to be all lies is thrilling, inspiring and yes a little dose of "Capra Corn". But that doesn't make it any less true and right. And we certainly need more Jefferson Smith's in government today!
So, that's the first 10 of my top 100. In the next installment, we're going to be flying high in the clouds as well as experiencing some magical fantasy, some mysterious and classic films noir and a couple candidates for the greatest film ever made. All that and more in Part Two of My 100 Favourite Films!
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