The Keyhole

Was there any pre-Code actress more cooly glamorous than Kay Francis? The story that has her a married woman trying to resist the charms of a private detective (the less than amazing George Brent) who's trying to entrap her is pretty average fare, but it's livened up a bit by a con artist (Glenda Farrell) taking advantage of his assistant (Allen Jenkins), getting drunk on champagne cocktails among other things. In fact, this is one where I might have been more interested in the subplot of the supporting players.

The main story is set in motion because Francis's character is being blackmailed and she feels she can't tell her husband the truth, so he suspects her of having an affair. Without going into all the details, it's a pretty contrived scenario that leads her to Cuba. Aside from Francis's wardrobe and a glimpse of an airplane (the seating section for which was amusing to me) there aren't really a lot of interesting period details, and don't come here expecting any pre-Code naughtiness. Rather predictably, the detective and the woman begin developing feelings for one another in the moonlight, which I'm not sure I was really rooting for. The ultimate fate of the sinister blackmailer (the well-cast Monroe Owsley) was a nice touch though.

Kay Francis was always watchable. George Brent for me was more variable, but in the right role he could be good. Need to see more of Glenda Farrell's work, but in the not enough already seen she came off well. Haven't seen enough of Allen Jenkins either, but from what has been seen when his material was good and gelled well with everything else he was fine. Always have considered Michael Curtiz a fine director, am not going to say what films of his are favourites of mine as it will sound too much of a broken record.

While 'The Keyhole' is watchable and Francis (not unexpectedly) and Brent (was not quite as certain) come off well, it didn't strike me as a particularly great film. In my mind it's lesser Curtiz too, as it was not material to properly engage in and not enough of his style comes through, this had a still settling feel instead. Some good things here and they are actually quite great, but 'The Keyhole' also has some serious drawbacks that in my mind are even more obvious.

Francis is glamorous and sophisticated and never plays her role too heavily. Brent is very charming, giving one of his most suave performances, and has a strong presence. Their chemistry is witty, endearing and elegant as one expects typically from golden age romance, so the romantic angle of the story convinces very much. Monroe Owsley is suitably oily and Farrell is amusingly brassy. Most of the cast come off fine.

'The Keyhole' also looks lovely, especially Francis' gowns which she looks quite a sight in. The music fits well with the tone of the film without sounding stock. There is some nice wit in the chemistry between Francis and Brent and the story tends to go at a lively pace.

Despite that, the story is predictable and can be nonsensical. Capped off by a suddenly introduced and that's it ending that makes one go what. Curtiz's direction usually has a lot more spark and style than here.

Script is uneven, often sparkling with Francis and Brent but flat too much everywhere else. Also agree with not seeing the point of Jenkins' character and Jenkins feels too out of place.

A just above average film but not great. 6/10

Anne Brooks (Kay Francis) is married to a wealthy financier about twenty years older than herself. She was previously a dancer, and at a very young age married her dancing partner, Maurice LeBrun (Monroe Owsley). She found out he was a slime ball, and so when he asked for a divorce she was all for it. But he never got that divorce, and now he's blackmailing her over the fact that her marriage to Schuyler Brooks is not legal.

Ann goes to her sister-in-law, Portia, who comes up with a plan. Ann will lure Maurice out of the country by going on a ship voyage. Then Portia will use her connections in the federal government to get Maurice's visa revoked on grounds that he is an undesirable alien so that he cannot get back into the country. Then Ann can go get the marriage to Maurice annulled quietly.

But Schuyler, not knowing any of this, has separate plans of his own. All of Anne's skulking about, going to see Maurice secretly to try and stall him and keep him quiet have Schuyler believing Anne may be having an affair. He hires PI Neil Davis (George Brent) to follow Anne on her voyage and find out if she is the cheating kind. So far this sounds rather mundane, except that Neil has a natural skepticism towards women and their fidelity, and if he can't FIND infidelity, he sleeps with the women himself so that the husband has something in the way of evidence to take to court. But during the long time he is getting to know Anne, he begins to fall for her and determines that she is actually a good woman. Complications ensue.

The - I guess you'd call it courtship - between Anne and Neil takes a large part of the middle of the film, and it is rather slow going compared to the fast moving beginning and ending. Plus it doesn't show any of those Curtiz flourishes. It does show the great chemistry between Brent and Francis, and their later scripts were much better paced and suited to them.

Allen Jenkins, as a PI himself, actually helped this film, and he definitely livened up the rather slow middle as he struggles to be Neil's valet as a cover story for him being onboard the ship with him. But he also catches the eye of Dot (Glenda Farrell) who is a rich young woman on the ship. What does she want with Jenkins? Watch and find out.

There's a great bit of business towards the beginning where Jenkins goes to a hotel and warns a bunch of "Mr. Smiths" that there is about to be a raid. All of the Mr. Smiths leave their hotel rooms and head for the elevator at the same time.

Kay Francis is being blackmailed by her first husband, Monroe Owsley, who seems straight out of an early silent movie, his villainy and makeup are so overdone. He does everything but twirl his mustache.

Unfortunately he never got divorced from Francis, who unknowingly married rich old Henry Kolker. Owsley is blackmailing her - she decides to go to Cuba, where apparently he will stranded on foreign soil. Francis poses as a single woman to avoid publicity.

Meanwhile, suspicious husband Kolker hires handsome detective/gigolo George Brent. There's a funny scene where we first meet Brent having set a governor's wife in a compromising position with him. Hearing there's a police raid, all of the men pour out of the rooms. When the elevator operator asks, "First floor, Mr. Smith?" all of the men go "Yes!" Brent's behavior is kind of uncomfortable. He stalks and pesters Francis throughout the ocean voyage and in Cuba, attempting to seduce her. She does her best to fend him off without telling him that she's married. But he refuses to take no for an answer. Francis even takes a room on another floor to avoid him but he founds out her room number and shows up. So does Owsley. So does Kolker, who is finally suspicious enough of Brent to fly there.

I'll leave it at that. Everything ties up nicely, even though Francis seems oddly unbothered that Brent was paid to seduce her. Brent is too boyish - I kept thinking how much better William Powell would have been. Allen Jenkins and Glenda Farrell lend comic support.

Her gowns are spectacular, a big part of why the film is enjoyable. There's a costume change in every scene!

THE KEYHOLE has a clear plot hook, strong characters (you love 'em or hate 'em), non-static cinematography and colorful details that keep you entertained from the first frame. A number of Kay Francis movies had a similar plot structure: wealthy, beautiful, fashionable, sophisticated woman with man problems, usually triangular, but in this case quadrangular. Michael Curtiz keeps this one moving at a fast clip. In this particular plot, Francis's nasty ex-husband (Monroe Owsley) is blackmailing her while her jealous, aging current husband (Walter Kolker) hires a dapper private eye (George Brent) to follow her to make sure she's not seeing another man and of course Brent and Francis fall in love. Allen Jenkins (as Brent's dopey sidekick) and Glenda Farrell (as a crooked golddigger) are on hand as comic counterpoint to the lead players. Francis is charming as usual, exhibiting her trademark "look" - the raven hair swept back to show off her natural widow's peak, the unique eyebrow penciling that curves around her melancholy eyes, and the statuesque grace; and of course her character goes through about 15 costume changes in the 69-minutes of running time (a different drop-dead outfit for every segment of the day). The public inevitably tired of her, which is why she is forgotten today; she was more interested in her salary than in the quality of her roles, as she freely admitted. But when she was in her prime, wow, what a prime. Moving with feline grace in backless satin gowns, she is phantasmal and ravishing, yet still earthy, accessible and even vulnerable. You can't look away. So what if she couldn't pronounce her r's?