Once to Every Woman

"Once To Every Woman" is a very dated film because it seems to hold all the oldest themes a hospital soap opera can bear. The characters are the most standard possible: the up-and-coming hot shot surgeon, the older, set-in-his ways doctor that mentors him, the tough but beautiful, implausibly young head nurse, the flirtatious, unserious nurses that only cause trouble, and the classic patients and their mini-dramas. The heart of the story is, much like in the Dr. Kildare flicks, the young doctor has some new young medical techniques the old one resists and resents until a crisis changes everything. It's an easy enough film to watch, with a great cast, and it's always a pleasure to see new samples of their work, but this is all timeworn material. The dialogue is almost a parody of a radio doctor sudser, with people conversing in story expositions and character descriptions.

Ralph Bellamy and Walter Connolly are doctors in the hospital; Fay Wray is Mary, a nurse in the ward. similar to a hospital drama show, but this one is different; the nurses tell the doctor what to do, the younger docs tell off the older docs, and everyone is making out. There were two earlier silent films Once to every Man and the first version of One to every Woman, but they don't seem to be related to this story at all. Bellamy had only been around a couple years at this point. Fay Wray was an old pro in hollywood, and had just finished making the king sized King Kong. Directed by Lambert Hillyer. he directed a zillion westerns, silent and talkers. This one is okay. it moves pretty slowly. the career paths of the people in it are much more interesting than the actual story line.

While not as racy as some pre-code films, this randomly-titled medical drama has the pre-code virtues of fast pacing and credible characters with realistic personal problems.

I've joined the Fay Wray cult, something I never expected. Too bad her talents were underutilized in so many "scream queen" epics. I find her more convincing than standouts like Barbara Stanwyck and Kay Francis when playing the woman torn between career and romance typical of so many films of that era. Maybe she was one of the first to realize that talkies called for a more understated acting style than silent films or Victorian melodramas. Her good looks, attractive speaking voice and clear diction are all pluses too.

Here she plays a dead serious by-the-book head nurse infatuated with a doctor who's the hospital's chief Romeo, with predictable consequences mixed in with the usual sort of medical drama including a subplot about an aging surgeon facing his diminished skills.

Nothing earth-shaking here, just a solid plot with good performances all around, especially Fay Wray's.

Surgeon Ralph Bellamy wants to operate with the latest techniques. Chief of Surgery Walter Connolly is a bit behind the time. Surgeon Walter Byron is intent of chucking every nurse under the chin, and head nurse Fay Wray wants to do her job as well as she can.... but doesn't mind the occasional chin chucking.

It's from a novel by A.J. Cronin called "Kaleidoscope" and with a script by Jo Swerling and under the direction of reliable Lambert Hillyer, it's...... well, it's a bit plodding. The date of release, in March of 1934, says it's pre-code, but the handwriting was on the wall, and studio head Harry Cohn knew it, and knew this movie's lifetime would extend well into the coming era. So there's an acknowledgment of that, and the movie seems tame, without the fireworks that the creative types could pull off, even under the Code. Miss Wray seems sullen, Bellamy seems naive and oblivious, and it's all been done before and after, and much better.

Nurse Mary Fanshawe (Faye Wray) is the supervisor of nurses at a hospital . She's got two surgeons after her - Dr. Jim Barclay (Ralph Bellamy) and Dr. Freddie Preston. She prefers Preston, and that's too bad because he is not serious about his profession and not really serious about Mary since he sneaks off with nurse Doris Andros for a make out session anytime that he can.

The head surgeon, Dr. Walter Selby (Walter Connally) is planning to do brain surgery on a young female patient there, but what he's planning to do is a half measure. Dr Barclay wants to do something a bit more daring - as in more modern - that will completely cure the patient, but Selby is against it.

So it's these two conflicts that comprise most of the short running time of this B hospital drama - old versus young surgeon, and slipshod versus dedicated surgeon. In between there's drama in the woman's ward at the hospital as their guests come and go. One guest is actually the person who put the woman in the hospital, her husband.

There's nothing really precode about it, though it does have its saucier moments, such as when Doris says about Dr. Preston - "The M. D. in his name means more dames!"

It's worth a look if you are interested in old 30s films.