Thin Ice

Certainly the giggly prepubescent females who flocked to the movies in the 1930s just loved this silly comedy starring the Queen of the Ice, Sonja Henie and up and coming matinée idol Tyrone Power. "Thin Ice" skates on a pretty thin script but has some standout ice numbers by Henie. While some of her skating positions and landings look awkward compared to today's skaters, she was a consummate performer and a dazzling skater - fast, with amazing spins and great dance moves. She is responsible for the ice show in this country, the creation of skating costumes rather than dresses, for combining ice skating and dance, for making skating popular, and for of all things - white skates, which flew off the shelves when audiences first saw her skate in them!

The threadbare plot consists of a pact between countries, a prince disguised as a vacationer at a European ski resort, and lots of misunderstandings. Power sports two Groucho Marx-type disguises in the course of the film. Though Zanuck did not want to waste his new leading man in such a weak comedy concocted for Sonja's skating, Henie, who was having an affair with Power, insisted on him as her costar. When Zanuck said no, she told him, not too politely, to teach Shirley Temple her skating routines and left the studio. She got her way finally, as she would throughout her entire life.

Probably 22 when "Thin Ice" was filmed, Tyrone Power was flawlessly pretty. It would be a couple of years before his looks matured to the point where he would be so spectacularly handsome that this viewer's jaw would drop at the mere sight of him. But I can imagine his effect in 1936-1937 on teens. I saw a photo on ebay recently of Power and Henie, sitting side by side, holding hands and talking to the director between takes of this movie. (According to screenwriter Milton Sperling, they couldn't get the two of them onto the set from Henie's dressing room, and when they finally did, "Power looked like he was going to collapse.") If I'd been Sonja, I'd have had my clutches in him as well. She was as smart as she was talented. As an added plus, there are two ridiculous numbers by Joan Davis, who was always worth watching. For those who remember "I Married Joan," it's a delight to see her as the leader of a female orchestra in this.

Take "Thin Ice" for the entertainment value that it has and enjoy it.

SONJA HENIE was always lucky that Zanuck (at Fox) had the good sense to surround her with capable talent so that the film wouldn't depend on her ability to skate, smile dazzlingly (like a dimpled darling), and say as little as possible so her Norwegian accent wouldn't be too hard for Americans to take.

Here, he surrounds her with JOAN DAVIS, MELVILLE COOPER, ARTHUR TREACHER, ALAN HALE and SIG RUMAN who keep the tale spinning even though it's the usual boy-meets-girl one that's full of the usual misunderstandings.

And for added insurance, Zanuck gave in to Sonja's demands that TYRONE POWER be her male co-star. She and Power were quite an item at the time, although it was rumored that Power was just using her to get one step up on the ladder of success. She was reportedly devastated when he went off in another direction and married Annabella.

Sonja does some pleasing routines on ice and Joan Davis is a daffy orchestra leader who occasionally sings a wacky song number--so, it's all pretty much the kind of thing audiences wanted from a Sonja Henie movie. But the best was still to come: SUN VALLEY SERENADE in 1941.

I've now seen this-Sonja Henie's second feature-online. She seems a little more comfortable on camera as well as with dialogue of which she has to carry more of though with a leading man she was very enamored of off-screen this time: Tyrone Power. He plays a prince trying to go out incognito at night for skiing while Sonja does the same thing as a skating instructor at a swank hotel. There's also comedienne Joan Davis as the bandleader of an all-girl orchestra providing a couple of funny numbers. Among the rest of the supporting cast are Arthur Treacher, Sig Ruman, and Alan Hale Sr.-yes, the father of Alan Hale Jr. who's famous as the Skipper of "Gilligan's Island". Initially hilarious, the plot threatens to run out of steam but ends soon enough with yet another of Ms. Henie's skating routines. Kudos to director Sidney Lanfield for guiding her in both this and her debut in One in a Million.

1937's "Thin Ice" served as Sonja Henie's sophomore Hollywood effort, more popular than her debut in "One in a Million," due perhaps to the casting of real life paramour Tyrone Power as her leading man. He delivers as expected portraying the handsome prince come to the Alps for an important peace conference, easily outshining his weak co-star in every way except of course on the ice, where she delivers everything that her acting performances ultimately failed to do. Hardly the naïve innocent she was playing on screen, it's amusing to watch Sonja ply her trade as a skating instructor for a financially strapped Swiss hotel, but as soon as rumors abound of her romance with Power's Prince Rudolph offers arrive swiftly and decisively, though the girl is kept in the dark about his true identity until picture's end. Their off screen chemistry doesn't seem to have translated well on camera, but the strapping young Tyrone Power cements his cinematic rise to superstardom by carrying the lightweight material for his novice leading lady, as well as nervous studio chief Darryl Zanuck, often on the losing end of negotiations with the temperamental Sonja. Among the unbilled extras, Lon Chaney can be spotted as an American reporter on two very brief occasions: at the 10 minute mark, a silent bit as Power's prince makes his first appearance posing as an invalid coming off the train, and again 16 minutes later, rushing in to breathlessly await news of the couple's romance, his dialogue drowned out with the noise of all the other newsmen. Of his numerous uncredited roles during his forgettable two year odyssey at Fox, this probably ranks at or near the very bottom, at least easily recognizable in Sonja's next vehicle, "Happy Landing," where he was granted a few lines to distinguish himself.

It's funny, but after doing well over 4000 reviews on IMDb, I had yet to see a single Sonja Henie film. Although I am a huge fan of Hollywood's Golden Age, I can't stand the odd notion of integrating skating or swimming (such as in the Esther Williams films) into enormous and ultimately silly song and dance spectaculars. While this Henie film was not done by famed choreographer and director Busby Berkeley, it was filled with gobs of song and skating numbers that frankly bored me and looked a lot like the work of Berkeley.

Fortunately, this film was on tape, so I was able to speed through these numbers when they became too tedious. What was left was actually pretty good thanks to some decent writing and a surprisingly nice performance by Henie. She and Tyrone Power did a good job when it came to the story and I really wish Twentieth-Century Fox would have just eliminated or extremely shortened the musical numbers because the romance was very sweet. Apparently folks in the 30s loved these cornball numbers, but they seriously impede the story. If you can look past this, this is a nice little time passer--good enough that I actually might just see another Henie film.