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Sunday, September 29, 2019

CLIVE OF INDIA (1935)

There’s a great story in the life & times of Robert Clive, a clerk in the East India Trading Company (mid-1700s) who segued into the military where he rose to out maneuver other colonizing European countries to grab & organize India for the Brits. And while you hardly expect to see a nuanced view of the historical/cultural/financial/social costs & benefits in a film made by Hollywood Anglophiles, you do expect rousing, well-told (if mindless) entertainment. Sure enough, this Darryl F. Zanuck production has a big feel to it, half of the Hollywood British Colony (led by an indispensable Ronald Colman) seem to be in it, with confident, action-oriented work from director Richard Boleslawski. Yet it doesn’t come off at all. It’s mostly a script problem, with huge gaps between crises as Clive pulls everyone’s bacon out of the fire, far too many immaculately resolved via explanatory title cards. (Clive Cliff Notes.) Finally, after all his labors & success, even coming out of retirement to sort out the messes made of his good work, he’s unaccountably on trial in the House of Commons, likely to lose home, wealth & reputation over his impulsive actions. With a miscast Loretta Young as Clive’s long suffering, ever supportive wife, the film is an imposing misfire.

ATTENTION MUST BE PAID/DOUBLE-BILL: Even in his prime, Ronald Colman rarely made more than one film per year. Yet 1935 saw three. Rarer still, he’s clean-shaven in two of them! (Here, and in his indelible star turn on the otherwise uneven A TALE OF TWO CITIES.) But note the P&A staff kept his trim, signature mustache for the film poster anyway.

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