The Red Lily

Despite having been given only a "two star" rating by our local newspaper, I decided to watch this recent addition to the TCM collection anyway and I'm glad I did. Although the story does not always flow smoothly and there are flaws in the narrative, The Red Lily is a beautifully told, emotionally driven, story with excellent acting by the three leads -- Enid Bennett; Ramon Novarro,who in this picture again shows what a fine actor he was; and, Wallace Beery providing some comic relief in what is until the very end essentially a tragic tale.

It is Bennett who makes this movie work. She is outstanding in her portrayal of a girl who is transformed from a naive peasant to a harsh and bitter "lady of the streets." This transformation is convincingly done, partly through her physical change, but more importantly through Bennett's skill as an actress. As another commenter has noted, her resemblance to Lillian Gish in physical appearance (except in profile), mannerisms, and acting style is uncanny. That alone is praise enough for any actress.

The direction by Fred Niblo, who was Bennett's husband, is nearly flawless with Niblo using innovative shots, creative lighting, and tinting to reinforce his story. The new musical score is superb and truly enhances the movie.

The Red lily is definitely worth watching even if you are not a fan of the Golden Age of Silents.

This is one of the most beautiful films I have ever seen. I have never been a silent film fan,until now. This was the first silent film I actually watched until the end. The story could have easily turned into melodrama and soap opera. But it was expertly written, with just the right romantic and dramatic nuances. It is a classic story, encompassing the many trials and tribulations of love. Both Enid Bennet and Ramon Novarro were amazing as the two romantic lead characters. The range of emotions that shown on both their faces was remarkable. The newly composed musical score was both classic and contemporary,adding to the beautiful tapestry of this film classic.

The plot strains credulity and Novarro's character changes his mind without conviction (other than this is what the script dictates)at least once. And it's melodramatic, depending on the kind of mischance that drives a Thomas Hardy novel. Enid Bennett is no Lillian Gish -- Bennett does not demonstrate that subtle shift in emotion and attitude that makes Gish so great -- although the changes in Bennett's makeup are remarkable. She does, finally, revert to "Angel Face." That said, this is a classic silent film. It uses a minimum of title cards. Its shots are beautifully designed. It has a neat repeat of the beginning in the ending -- with the exception that Wallace Beery's Bo Bo is involved in the latter. He's the only one who seems to grasp what a close call the lovers have just had. The final scene becomes a visual summary of the film. One moment -- when Bennett lights a candle on the fireplace of her former home and the tint immediately becomes orange --is breathtaking. The Paris depicted is that of Victor Hugo -- no grand vistas or broad boulevards, but cul de sacs, hovels, brothels, the sewers, and the constant pursuit of avenging gendarmes. The film demonstrates why these films packed movie houses and why they are still so much more worth watching than 90 % of "talkies."

Small town innocents Jean and Marise pledge undying love for each other and decide to run off to Paris. Once in the big city they are separated when Jean's father sends detective's after him. He eventually breaks free of them but fails to reunite with Marise and the two go it alone. He takes up with thugs while Marise struggling to make an honest living is exploited and ends up on the street. When they meet again much the worse for wear Jean rejects Marise violently.

Filled with casual cruelty The Red Lily's depressing storyline is vividly realized through the chiaroscuro photography of Victor Milner (The General Died at Dawn). Reminiscent of Brassai's classic photos of the Paris underbelly Lily is populated with a rogues gallery of low lifes and criminals and their haunts. As the lovers Ramon Novarro and Enid Bennett are both outstanding transitioning from innocence to depravity. Director Fred Niblo captures their dissent in devastating close-up and the sweeping change in both is almost as startling as Dr. Jekyl's.

Niblo's film remains uncompromisingly dark until the tacked on last scene which undermines the power and impact of the story. Something tells me studio head Louie Mayer had more to do with this than Niblo who up until that point was crafting a pre-mature work of Poetic Realism.

"The Red Lily" is unusual in that I had never even heard of it until 18 September 2016 when Turner Classic Movies brought it -- as it turns out, again, after 10 years -- to the screen as the Sunday night silent.

This is not bragging but I have been a silent movie fan since about 1972, when I first moved to Los Angeles and discovered the Silent Movie Theatre, then run by John Hampton and his wife.

Attending every week for several years, until Mr. Hampton became ill and the theater closed, I considered myself somewhat of a silent movie authority, a minor expert.

So I was surprised by "The Red Lily" and by Enid Bennett, whom I do not remember seeing before.

In her first scene I thought "Lillian Gish," though perhaps it was her make-up, especially the lips, and the hat.

But in fact Enid Bennett gave a performance worthy of La Gish, a magnificent performance, heart-tugging again and again.

Her innocence and her constant victimization brought me to sympathy and to anger in scene after scene.

Ramon Novarro proved once again that he was an excellent actor, and watching him battle himself was a lesson and a movie-going treat.

Other actors, including the inimitable Wallace Beery, were equally enthralling, perhaps especially Milla Davenport as "Madame Poussot."

One reviewer here questioned if it were really a man, because she had a mustache and very noticeable beard. I believe I have seen Ms. Davenport in other mustachioed roles, usually for comic purposes, but possibly it was another actress or other actresses.

Most likely, in my opinion, her hirsute adornment was added by the makeup department, but there are women afflicted with facial adornment, I think especially Mediterranean-descended women.

The Madame Poussot character added another layer, another dimension to the rather ugly and unpleasant Paris atmosphere that was necessary to this story.

Ugly? One can't get much uglier than the Paris sewer system, which has figured in many a movie. In fact, I wonder in just how many movies it has appeared, in addition to the many versions of "Les Miserables."

Ugly, depressing, downbeat -- "The Red Lily" can break your heart, as it did mine, right up to the apparently tacked-on ending.

That apparently tacked-on ending knocked down my rating to only 9, but the rest of "The Red Lily" is so moving, so beautifully produced, it is a must-see for film lovers and especially for silent film lovers.

I highly recommend "The Red Lily" and I'm grateful to TCM for presenting it.