It's Never Too Late to Mend

Not surprisingly, this is a very good Tod Slaughter film. Much better than I anticipated. Slaughter does not disappoint - nor does the rest of the cast, directing and story.

Slaughter plays Squire John Meadows, a cruel man that is head of the prison (justice of the peace)and provides plenty of creative punishments for the inmates: straight-jackets, near starvation, whips and more. What's worse he's found a way to try to imprison an innocent man in order to pursue the man's lady friend.

Lovely use of shadows as only B&W films can capture, wonderful cinematography, a cruel story, excellent performances by the cast. This is a worthwhile drama - it's no masterpiece but it is good.

8/10

This is an underrated portrait of the Victorian prison system and the chaplain who tried to change it. An evil squire(Tod Slaughter) sends an innocent man to the British version of Alcatraz in order to get his filthy mitts on a beautiful girl. The cinematography is what makes this film so memorable. The effective use of light and shadow to accentuate the misery and suffering of the inmates, many of which are victims of a corrupt system, foreshadows a style utilized in many venerable products of English postwar cinema such as David Lean's Oliver Twist(1948) Some modern critics have panned this and many other Tod Slaughter films due to the melodramatic, stagey acting. While films like The Demon Barber of Fleet Street(1936) barely hold up today, Never Too Late is the exception because it is well-acted and photographed and is relevant to the global problem of human rights abuses that in these supposedly progressive times has still to be wiped out. After viewing this, I can see why Queen Victoria passed so many prison reform bills after seeing this story done on stage.

Never Too Late is a typical Tod Slaughter vehicle in some ways but is also certainly the most serious-minded of his films. In it, once again, Slaughter lusts after a woman young enough to be his daughter, while concocting up a dastardly scheme to take her fiancé out of the picture. This kind of specific plot-line underpinned the majority of Slaughter's other Victorian melodramas. Where this one deviates from the norm is that it also incorporates a plot thread that takes a withering look at the prison system in Britain of that time. It shows life in these prisons to be a succession of horrors, with the inmates treated appallingly and the governors acting immorally. It's this social awareness that is a little unusual for a Slaughter melodrama but it does quite effectively make its point about the unpleasantness of the system.

Slaughter himself is once again very much the star draw though, here he plays a character called Squire John Meadows and it's a role that once again allows this great - now pretty obscure – actor to flex his acting chops. His style is the opposite of subtle and is hammy to the max. But it is difficult to play this over-the-top so well and it's a testament to Slaughter's abilities that his fully committed performances are so engaging to watch. In this one, it's perhaps his final moments that stand out the most, where, as he is dragged away by the authorities, he screams insanely at the young woman he has lusted after that her fiancé will leave her! It's a bizarre and manic display and a great way for his unhinged character to bow out of the film. On the whole, this is yet another example of why this great British actor should be rediscovered and reappraised.

Never Too Late (1937)

** 1/2 (out of 4)

Insane, over the top and sometimes hilarious Tod Slaughter movie. Slaughter plays a psychotic Justice of the Peace who falls in love with a farmer's daughter but she wants nothing to do with him. She's in love with another guy but Slaughter will go to all ends to make sure they don't marry. Slaughter has the nickname "The British Bela Lugosi" due to his over the top performances but I personally find this an insult to Lugosi and American horror films. Lugosi went over the top quite a bit but never in the way Slaughter does, which makes his films watchable but also hurts them. His over the top style kills the melodrama in the film but it helps the campy horror side. The highlight of the film has to be the prison torture stuff because it's just so damn funny due to Slaughter's wildness.

How can something be original yet old hat at the same time? It's just another Tod Slaughter film, produced by George "Quota-Quickie"-King back in the 1930's/1880's. Slaughter was a unique talent, during his lifetime never out of work but if remembered at all today by the critical Artheads, ridiculed. Well it's their loss so nothing to worry about, but for people with open minds I recommend watching some his films for something probably completely different from their experience. He has been the only true barnstorming melodramatic actor in the movies, with plenty of intentional and unintentional copycats but no one bettering him, as much of a one-off for example as Jimi Hendrix was. His films were a heady brew of over-the-top and hackneyed melodrama deliciously and lovingly hammed up by the entire cast, especially the usually Machiavellian Slaughter.

Slaughter is the evil leering moustache-twirling Squire machinating for the affections, or marriage and what comes afterwards anyway, of the local farmer's innocent curly-haired daughter. She loves a staunch young true blue Englishman with a square chin and the game is on for the Squire to remove any opposition to his nefarious scheming. On the way a true blue English poacher is sent to prison and boy does he Mend! The descriptions of harsh prison life by the author Charles Reade, and Dickens too of course, pricked a few consciences and woke up the Victorian capitalist class to the wasting of their unearned money on unnecessary and expensive torturing of the inmates of such places. They thought to save money by not turning prisons into sadistic death camps and as a by product saving the miscreant's body as well as soul. One day our lovely modern prisons will have hardly any warders at all, mainly robots and computers looking mechanically over the few people who've done something bad enough to get locked up.

My normally cynical daughter remembered to boo and hiss in the right places, and we cheered at the sudden denouement when all the dark clouds rolled if not flew by. It's not compulsory but it can help get in the right frame of mind while watching this cheap but genuinely lovingly-crafted Victorianesque adaptation of the famous Victorian novel.