El rey del hampa

Humphrey Bogart stars in the Warner Bros. Crime melodrama from 1939. A husband & wife doctor team barely make do due the hubby's gambling habits. One night he's approached by one of Bogart's minions to patch up one of his wounded which he does gaining Bogart's favor which helps to elevate the doctors' status as they open up a private office & start living the good life. When the wife, played by Kay Francis, realizes where their good fortune is coming from, she admonishes her hubby, played by John Eldredge, only for him to go off to cater to another of Bogart's fallen which prompts Francis to follow him only to be corralled by a police sting where her hubby buys it. Francis is charged but is given a couple of weeks to prove her innocence (what?) so she follows Bogart's crew out to the sticks hoping the moment will come when he'll need her talents. Meanwhile Bogart meets up w/a out of work Brit novelist , played by James Stephenson, who he takes a fancy to (they share a love of Napoleon) so much so he contracts him to write his biography but when he gets hurt (Bogart's crew robs a bank & the author is shot innocently in the background), Francis volunteers her services to patch him up (the town mistake him as being a member of Bogart's crew) & even extends a hand by giving him some work at the home she shares w/her aunt. When Bogart himself gets nicked in the arm by a gunshot, Francis is only too happy to help out since she's going to use her new friendship w/him to turn him & his gang over to the authorities. Pretty standard fare to be sure but then the ending where Francis convinces Bogart his gunshot wound has infected his eyes (prompting her to bring a solution to indeed blind him temporarily under the guise of some administered medicine) which becomes a nail biting exercise as she gives the tainted eyedrop doses to Bogart & his bunch, even Stephenson (to facilitate an escape), blinding them all while the approaching police hope to catch them. Feeling like a leftover gag from an Our Gang serial, helps put this potboiler over the top by sheer chutzpah if not pragmatic sense.

King of the Underworld (1939)

** 1/2 (out of 4)

Warner remake of their 1935 Paul Muni flick DR. SOCRATES has Kay Francis playing a doctor trying to clear her name after her husband got connected to a gangster (Humphrey Bogart). I watched this film for the first time many years ago and found it to be campy fun but this was my first viewing since seeing the original 1935. My opinion on this film here has certainly changed but in the end I think this is still worth seeing if you're a fan of Bogart. That original film was an incredibly smart and tense little gem that should be better known to film fans but this remake, clearly meant to be the second film on a double-feature, leaves out the brains and instead goes with action. The movie runs a fast-paced 67-minutes and for the most part we get to see Bogart chew up one scene after another and this here is clearly fun if you're a fan of his. He's constantly shouting at his men, giving orders or just going around like a madman and we even get to hear him quote a few things from Napoleon. Bogart's maniac-style performance is clearly the stand out here and the reason people should tune in. Francis seems to be rather upset at having to appear in something like this as she pretty much sleepwalks through here role and she certainly brings the film down some. She was certainly a capable actress but you really can't tell that by watching her here. James Stephenson adds nice support in his small role. The ending to the original film worked wonderfully well because they went for suspense but that's not the case here. The ending is pretty wacky and over the top and sure to draw a few laughs. It does lead up to some violent gun play, which is never a bad thing in a Warner movie.

Humphrey Bogart was tiring of playing gangsters in film after film for "Warner Bros." and sought any kind of variation in such vehicles. In "King of the Underworld," his character has a Napoleon fixation and has aspirations to become just like him. The running time helps to keep this minor movie at a reasonable pace. Kay Francis was once a fairly big star but by 1939, her popularity had gone into decline. She is hardly remembered these days but she was a very capable performer. In this movie, she plays a doctor who has no choice but to leave her city practice and set up shop in the countryside. Bogart isn't quite his usual evil, sneering self and his scenes with Francis are quite good. The film doesn't rise above being ordinary but it isn't a terrible film by any means.

The hurried approach that Lewis Seiler takes with King of the Underworld establishes a deeper plot, while still maintaining an efficient run-time. One of the clearest examples of this is the transition between poverty and wealth for the married medical couple. The audience is instantly transported from a shanty medical office to a luxurious suite at the city's most prestigious inn. This development is critical to understanding the position the doctors have been thrown into. The story suggests from the intro that these two people are generally happy with providing medical practice to those who are less fortunate. By abruptly cutting from this scenario to the morally conflicting occupation (the mob's personal physician), the viewer is called upon to experience this sudden turn of events. The Nelsons (Kay Francis and John Eldredge) are forcibly employed by Gurney (Bogart) without objections. This stylized notion of organized crime being too influential and powerful to overcome has become a standard component in every gangster picture. The one aspect of this film that raised some questions for me, ironically dealt with the pacing of the story, and that rate at which it was told. I think that character development and social identity can suffer when certain aspects of a story are not fully examined. This paradox happens to be a result of personal taste, in that I think that the movie going experience can be enhanced through rigorous character development. However, for the purposes of this film, I must admit that the rapid action contributes more dynamic flare to the impact of the film.

**1/2 (of ****)

The central role in this low-budget crime melodrama really belongs to KAY FRANCIS, and she makes her lady doctor pretty believable. But it's HUMPHREY BOGART who walks off with the show, which is no more than a programmer made on the cheap, by playing up the comic elements of his character.

Bogart is an illiterate man who wants his "genius" to be known. He kidnaps a man (James Stephenson) with a reputation as a writer in order to tell him his life story and make him the "king of the underworld." But Kay Francis spoils all his plans when she has to prove herself innocent of criminal charges pending against her due to a prior event. She fools the hoods into believing they will go blind if they don't let her help them.

The story has several implausible script problems and never really comes off as credible. Interesting only to see that Bogart was far more worthy of his early material than the studio realized. And Kay Francis has one of her more believable roles in this crime melodrama.