The Circle

The Circle by Somerset Maugham is one of those dated stories of adultery among the upper classes of England where no one behaves much like a recognizable human being (see Maugham's charming and more satisfying The Constant Wife). This stage to screen adaptation succeeds more than expected, largely because of intelligent direction by Frank Borzage and a great performance by supporting player Eugenie Besserer. Lead actress Eleanor Boardman is a beauty but at a disadvantage in a story that cannot take advantage of her naturalistic style. The real reason to see this movie is the terrific performance of Eugene Besserer as Lady Catherine, who ran away from her marriage 30 years before and is only now being reunited with her adult son (her younger self is played, fleetingly, by Joan Crawford). Brought back to the estate to see if "forbidden love" can endure, she sails back in as an aging flapper in a bountiful blonde wig. A confrontation with a photo of her younger self gives her the oppotunity for a bit of pathos, which she exploits beautifully. Besserer would earn a place in history a few years later as Al Jolson's mother in the groundbreaking sound film, The Jazz Singer, in which Jolson improvised the first dialogue heard in film in a scene with her. The Circle manages some nifty physical comedy, such as the scene where the concerned family is steathily trying to separate their father from his shotgun. Many a scene like this depends on the style of the play -- stiff upper lip and so forth -- so modern audiences may be a bit puzzled. And even more puzzled by Boardman's character loving her man because he threatens to punch her in the eye.

There's the gorgeous lady and her lover;there's the husband.One night ,she leaves him in a romantic manner...

But what follows happens thirty years after.And Frank Borzage tramples the golden principles underfoot .Gone is the old cliché,as old as the hills,of the romantic lovers.The beauty has become a sour-tempered pudgy old lady while the dashing attentive escort has grown into a grumpy sullen less-than-attractive greybeard.And finally it's the cheated husband who walks out with the honors:he has kept his dignity and he will do everything to spare his son the same fate as his.The characters,mainly in the card games sequence,are vividly depicted.

This is a very good silent film that tests out the old expression "Like father, like son".

When the film begins, Clive doesn't realize that his beloved wife, Catherine, is cheating on him. She unexpectedly runs away with Clive's best friend...leaving Clive and her young son to fend for themselves.

Thirty years pass. The son, Arnold, has married Elizabeth and while he doesn't realize it, trouble is brewing...similar to his parents. Elizabeth has invited Arnold's mother and step-father to their estate. But her reasons suck...she wants to find out how well things went for them following their affair. She has a romantic notion that the pair were deliriously happy...and she's contemplating running off with some young buckaroo herself. Fortunately, Clive is not supposed to be home during this meeting between mother and son--the first in 30 years. However, Clive DOES end up returning early and the reaction is NOT what everyone expected. He was very happy to see his wife and old friend...and harbors no bitterness! What about Arnold? Well, see the film and find out for yourself.

This is a very clever film that deals with adultery in a very grown up and realistic manner (at least in some ways). It also is very well written and acted...so if you think you'll hate silents, it's a good bet this one will keep you entertained.

A silent film which has a few nice moments, but mostly plods along under the listless direction of Frank Borzage. The premise comes courtesy a play from W. Somerset Maugham, and is about as contrived as it gets. A man endures his wife and friend running away together, leaving him to raise their son - and then thirty years later, his son finds himself possibly in the same position. As the son's girlfriend (Eleanor Boardman) is deciding whether to run off and leave him with another man (Malcolm McGregor), she arranges to have his mother and the man she left with show up at the family mansion so she can see how it worked out for them.

Eleanor Boardman is lovely, but she doesn't have a lot of chemistry with McGregor and the film lacks the spark of passion. It seemed to me that the most (innocently) sensual moment with her character came with her elderly father-in-law. I know it was a different time, but when her character sits on his lap, plays with his ear flirtatiously, and asks if she's "boney,", followed by him giving her a pat on the hip and reassuring her she's not, it seemed a little odd.

The cast also features an almost unrecognizable Joan Crawford in her very first year of filmmaking as the younger version of the old man's wife - the one who ran off with his friend. Look for her early on.

The test in the film really lies with the lovers who ran away thirty years ago, and there are many indications that their relationship hasn't age well - he's crotchety and cold, and she (Eugenie Besserer) doesn't seem to dress in an age appropriate way, at least for the morals of the period. Her son gets a glimpse of his mother's calf, bare except for a strand of jewelry, and is disturbed, for example, and she confesses to dying her hair to the young woman. The old couple bicker at each other and hardly seem like they could have been passionately in love once, but this is how relationships sometimes go. "Youth! It's just a day of spring...and gone!" she laments. Later when they take a trip down memory lane via an old photo album, however, they show a little affection for one another.

Curiously, the man who was jilted (Alec B. Francis) is completely at peace with these two, not showing a sign of hurt or betrayal, and in fact, laughing it up with them. This lack of feeling may have been an indication of stoicism and his own arrival at peace, but it also seemed consistent with the lack of emotional energy in the film. Instead we get attempts to liven things up in the intertitles with plenty of swear words with key letters dashed out, which, while amusing, was a poor substitute.

The younger woman takes violent jealousy as a sign of love in one of the moments leading up to the climax, which was unfortunate. The man she's thinking of running away with threatens that he would give her a black eye if someday some other man tried to take her away from him - note, not the other man, her. "You brute," she says, taking this as a sign of love (ugh!) before kissing him. In a clever way this rebounds on him, but by this time, the film had already seemed elongated, even though its runtime is just an hour. There's not enough here to recommend the film, unless you're a fan of one of the three women in the cast.

THE CIRLCE is a charming little film, full of humor and ironies.

Based on a play by Somerset Maugham, THE CIRCLE is a handsome film directed by Frank Borzage. The film opens in the 1890s as Lady Catherine is about to leave her husband (and son) and run off with her lover. The scene dissolves to 30 years later where young Elizabeth (pretty Eleanor Boardman) is facing the same decision: dull husband (Creighton Hale) or dashing lover (Malcolm McGregor). To make matters worse, Lady Catherine has been invited (along with husband) to visit! As Boardman and company get ready for their guests we get several shots of Lady Catherine and husband motoring toward the country estate. The shots are from the back. So it's a slight shock when Lady Catherine breezes into the house and goes up to McGregor, thinking he's her son. Lady Catherine (superbly played by Eugenie Besserer) is seen to be a rather silly middle-aged dowager wearing too much makeup.

As the story progresses, Boardman starts to learn a lesson in romantic folly from the fading older woman who constantly gazes at an old photograph of herself (it's actually a photo of 20-year-old Joan Crawford who also plays the young Lady Catherine… one of about a half dozen films she appeared in in 1925).

Co-stars include Alec B. Francis, George Fawcett, and Eulalie Jensen.