Of the seven Marlene Dietrich/Josef Von Sternberg film, a partnership that is justifiably famous, collaborations, 'Blonde Venus' is the fifth. To me also, it's the weakest but still not by all means a bad film. Far from it, if not for all tastes, just that they also had great films like 'Shanghai Express' and 'The Scarlet Empress' and 'Blonde Venus' in comparison comes up short.
The story is silly nonsense, and does get rather too melodramatic and overwrought even for the 30s in the middle and muddled in a few of the latter scenes where it doesn't make as much sense as it ought to. The ending doesn't ring true, and the decision considering what happens in the rest of the film feels illogical. As great an actor as Cary Grant was, not many actors could do charming, urbane and suave better, this was an early role and one that despite the dashing charm he brought to it doesn't do anything for him, it's too much of a plot device sort of role that comes in and out of the story.
However, Dietrich is luminous and touching, making a real effort to make a real character out of the only really developed character in the whole film. Dickie Moore is cute and very natural, and Herbert Marshall plays a somewhat thankless role that barely stretches him valiantly down pat and makes him a conflicted character. Hattie McDaniel is a hoot as ever.
Staging of the songs are more memorable than the songs themselves, though they are nice enough on their own. Just that the dazzling staging of the "Hot Voodoo" numbers packs more punch than the song itself for instance, Dietrich and a gorilla suit proves to be an iconic moment.
The beginning of the film is also very daring and racy, remarkably so. A sharp, double-edged and sophisticated script helps too, as does Sternberg's adroit direction. As always with a Sternberg film, 'Blonde Venus' looks great. Not just the striking use of light and shadow lighting and the sumptuous settings and costuming but especially the pure imaginative classiness that is the cinematography.
In summary, quite good but not great like other Dietrich/Sternberg films are. 7/10 Bethany Cox
The story is silly nonsense, and does get rather too melodramatic and overwrought even for the 30s in the middle and muddled in a few of the latter scenes where it doesn't make as much sense as it ought to. The ending doesn't ring true, and the decision considering what happens in the rest of the film feels illogical. As great an actor as Cary Grant was, not many actors could do charming, urbane and suave better, this was an early role and one that despite the dashing charm he brought to it doesn't do anything for him, it's too much of a plot device sort of role that comes in and out of the story.
However, Dietrich is luminous and touching, making a real effort to make a real character out of the only really developed character in the whole film. Dickie Moore is cute and very natural, and Herbert Marshall plays a somewhat thankless role that barely stretches him valiantly down pat and makes him a conflicted character. Hattie McDaniel is a hoot as ever.
Staging of the songs are more memorable than the songs themselves, though they are nice enough on their own. Just that the dazzling staging of the "Hot Voodoo" numbers packs more punch than the song itself for instance, Dietrich and a gorilla suit proves to be an iconic moment.
The beginning of the film is also very daring and racy, remarkably so. A sharp, double-edged and sophisticated script helps too, as does Sternberg's adroit direction. As always with a Sternberg film, 'Blonde Venus' looks great. Not just the striking use of light and shadow lighting and the sumptuous settings and costuming but especially the pure imaginative classiness that is the cinematography.
In summary, quite good but not great like other Dietrich/Sternberg films are. 7/10 Bethany Cox