In which G.M. Norton agrees that a million Mexicans can’t be wrong.
I
recently had the pleasure of watching The Lady Vanishes, a 1938 Hitchcock film
caper about espionage, the disappearance of an elderly lady and cricket.
Marking
the peak of Hitchcock’s British period, it is an exquisitely crafted cinematic
treasure, boasting a collection of super acting talent including Dame May
Whitty as the vanishing lady.
It
was the penultimate picture that Hitch made in Britain before his celebrated
move to Hollywood.
Given
the identity of the person directing proceedings, you’ll be unsurprised to
learn that the plot is of the suspense variety, with just a dash of romantic
froth for good measure and lots of comic moments to help ease the tension.
The
film begins in the fictional European country of Bandrika, which is the sort of
quaint yet suspicious setting that Hergé would place Tintin and Captain Haddock in.
We are
soon introduced to the main character, Miss Iris Henderson, played by the
delectable Margaret Lockwood, who is returning to London to marry a “blue-blooded
cheque chaser”.
Following
an impromptu avalanche which blocks the railway line, Iris is forced to stay
the night in an overcrowded hotel along with a number of travellers who we soon
become acquainted with.
This includes the cricket-obsessed pairing of Charters
and Coldicott, who provide much of the film’s comic moments; Miss Froy, a kindly
old school governess; and aspiring musician Gilbert Redman, who upsets Iris by
making a complete and utter racket in the room above hers.
The
next day, with the snow cleared from the tracks, the travellers are about to board
a train bound for England. When Iris bears the brunt of a falling flowerpot on
the platform, which was about to strike the elderly Miss Froy, the governess
helps Iris board the train and the pair become good chums.
After
taking tea together, the two ladies return to their compartment where Iris
loses consciousness as a result of her earlier whack to the head. When she
awakes from her sleeping slumber, Miss Froy has disappeared without a trace.
The people sharing the train compartment deny ever having caught sight of the
kindly Miss Froy and so the mystery begins.
Taking the lead from Gilbert and making
a racket herself, a doctor on the train soon comes to her aid, convinced that
the bump Iris received may have caused her to dream up Miss Froy.
Not
satisfied with this explanation and keen to find Miss Froy, Iris is relieved
when her foe, Gilbert comes to her aid and the two characters set out to solve
the mystery of the vanishing lady.
While
the director, writers and supporting cast all deserve the plaudits, the film
very much belongs to its leading lady, Margaret Lockwood. Playing the feisty
heroine Iris Henderson, Lockwood somehow manages to be beautiful, spirited, yet
vulnerable all at the same time. What a woman!
One
cannot help but enjoy watching how she clashes with Gilbert, played by Michael
Redgrave, before it develops into true love by the closing credits. He has a
wonderful Errol Flynn-like quality, with his pencil moustache and his witty ways.
For example, I adored the scene
where Iris is asked to describe the missing Miss Froy. After launching into an
extremely detailed description, leaving not a single hair unaccounted for, she
ends by saying, "That's all I can remember." To which Gilbert dryly
responds with, "Well, you can't have been paying attention."
Of course, Charters and Coldicott are an absolute joy as two
chums who eat, drink and breathe cricket. So much so that they would rather
deny having ever met Miss Froy and assist in a possible kidnapping and murder plot, than
missing a Test Match back home.
One of my favourite lines was when Charters interrupts a
telephone call at the busy hotel when he realises that the caller is from
London. "No, you don't follow me sir - I'm enquiring about the Test Match
in Manchester. Cricket, sir, cricket! What! You don't know! You can't be in
England and not know the Test score!".
Hitchcock
obviously had a penchant for trains as the majority of this film takes place on
one, as did his other efforts, The 39 Steps, Strangers on a Train and North by
Northwest.
If
you’ve not watched The Lady Vanishes before, I would implore you to do so. In
truth, the story does amble along for the first twenty minutes or so as we meet
all the characters, but fear not because the mystery and intrigue soon gathers
pace. As does the train.
G.M. Norton
Protagonist of ‘Norton of Morton’
Protagonist of ‘Norton of Morton’
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A truly classic film, I love to watch these for the vintageness as well as the thrill of the storyline, people new how to dress at one time
ReplyDeleteOh absolutely, Sir! I marvel at the outfits, I really do. Sometimes I have to watch a film twice - the first time I get distracted by the clothing and the second time I try to concentrate on the plot.
DeleteWhat a great film, I go back to it time and again. It is one of my favourite Hitchcocks. It is, as you say, a perfect mix of thriller, humour and romance. Margaret Lockwood has great style in it, but I'm still after an oatmeal tweed.
ReplyDeleteIf you do manage to snaffle yourself some oatmeal tweed, just be extra careful when boarding a train. Especially if you're a spy. I rather fancy another viewing now. Not that I need much encouragement!
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