"The World and the Flesh" (1932) is a George Bancroft starrer when he was in full stride of stardom. Co-starring with all the fervor she possessed, Miriam Hopkins far out acts Bancroft and everybody else in the film except Alan Mowbray, who steals every second of time he's on screen from everybody, period. This is one of so very many Russian revolution films made between 1918-1940 by nearly every studio in Hollywood. The list of films is very long indeed. This one pits the white Russian aristocrats against the Reds. It begins, too, Hopkins versus Bancroft. As a relationship evidently legitimately develops, the tenor of the film changes slightly. It's absolutely hokey. The two actors can't overcome the implausibility of the plot the way it's written. Still, compared to so many other of these Russian revolution films, I found this one quite watchable nevertheless. It was actually fun watching Mowbray's attitude during the film. His behavior might even be said to be a series of antics. Hopkins tries to have the same kind of aura about her, but she's not up to the height of the task as Mowbray, probably because of the way the part's written. Lots and lots of character actors and actresses appear who one might know from a host of late 20s and early and middle 30s films, from Edwin Maxwell (uncredited) and Bob Kortman (uncredited) to Oscar Apfel, George E. Stone, and Ferike Boros. Watchable, but, frankly, forgettable. A real potboiler, from the writing and plot to the title.