The Firebird

In Vienna, arrogant famous musician Herman Brandt (Ricardo Cortez) moves into a high-end apartment. John (Lionel Atwill) and Carola Pointer (Verree Teasdale) with their daughter Mariette (Anita Louise) live in that building. Herman makes a pass at Carola and she is not amused. She complains but he refuses to leave. He gets murdered and the Pointers are the obvious suspects.

I like the setup. It seems ready for a good murder mystery. Once the investigation starts, the story gets bogged down. The intensity slowly leaks out of the balloon. It could have gone a lot better. This is based on a play. I don't how close is the adaptation. It does need to energize the screen much more. I started really invested in the characters. By the end, I don't really care as much.

This Warner Bros. film starts off slowly as a romantic drama, but then becomes a fast paced murder mystery with an ending hard to predict. I was not especially put off by the stage origin of the screenplay, the inauthentic accents of a story supposedly set in Vienna, or the tenuous connection to the Firebird, either as myth or music. The performances of the principals were weak: Ricardo Cortez as the victim, Verree Teasdale (overacting), and Anita Louise (quite beautiful, but unconvincing). This is more than made up for by the supporting roles of Dorothy Tree as the sharp-tongued ex-wife of the victim and Lionel Atwill as the initially oblivious and later befuddled husband/father. Even C. Aubrey Smith, usually relegated to pipe smoking and pontificating, has a more substantial role in this film as the inspector who actually solves the crime.

I had never heard of this movie, and had never seen Verree Teasdale given top billing in a film, so I tuned in for the novelty value.

It turned out to be a very pleasant surprise -- a fast-paced story, imaginatively presented.

The cast is full of faces familiar to any '30s movie fan -- C. Aubrey Smith, Ricardo Cortez (he of the dazzling smile), Anita Louise.

There's even a wire-haired terrier that looks like the dog who played Asta (I don't know the canine actor's name!)

So I recommend this as a little-known but certainly worth-seeing gem, and a great reason for keeping your TCM subscription up to date.

You can tell that a lot of production money was thrown at THE FIREBIRD but for the life of me I can't tell why it's set in Germany. Ricardo Cortez (the corpse to be) plays a horndog actor with a shady past who lives in a high class apartment building. There's an angry ex-wife, an effeminate personal assistant that's in love with the corpse's Dachsund, and well heeled neighbors with a lovely daughter (Anita Louise) who fear for their reputation. C. Aubrey Smith, the 71-year old impeccable Englishman, plays the police inspector. Remember this is supposed to be set in 1934 Germany (what, no Nazis?). Except for the wiener dog, the apartment manager's pipe, beer swilling policeman and some German shop signs, you'd never know it. Not one stab at an accent between them. A standard whodunnit.

Womanizing matinee idol Ricardo Cortez is murdered in his apartment. Homicide detective C. Aubrey Smith soon limits his suspects to people in the building.

It's not a particularly difficult mystery to solve for the audience, so director William Dieterle fills it in with interesting performances. Lionel Atwill as a retired bureaucrat seems softer and feebler than in any other role; perhaps it is the mustache. Verree Teasdale, as his wife seems about twenty years older than her real-life 30, but she always seemed to play women a bit on the matronly side. Anita Louise, as their daughter, seems small and hesitant. And so forth, with a cast that includes Dorothy Tree, Hobart Cavanaugh, Etienne Giradot, and Skippy. Ernest Haller's photography seems a bit intermittently soft, as if there is some problem with the print, but that might have been a deliberate decision.