Regarded as the
inceptive film of 1930s
screwball comedy, Howard Hawks's TWENTIETH CENTURY stars John Barrymore
and Carole Lombard as, respectively, a Broadway director and his
protégée, both hyperbolic, ego-driven hams. As he would with
BRINGING UP BABY and HIS GIRL FRIDAY, Hawks maintains a relentlessly
breakneck pace that never becomes tiresome or overbearing.
Filled
with many hilarious moments, it's a film I enjoy a great deal, but I
find the performances of the two leads a bit overrated.
Nobody
could chew up the scenery like Barrymore, but there are times when his
timing is inconsistent and his line readings too self-consciously
affected to be effective -- he's trying too hard to be funny, in other
words. Lombard is quite good in her early scenes as a
wide-eyed
innocent who endures Barrymore's emotional abuse, but once she becomes
the confident strong-willed star, she tends to shout her lines whether
the situation calls for it or not. I realize I'm criticizing
Barrymore and Lombard for being Barrymore and Lombard, but I prefer
both performers in other vehicles. Despite my reservations,
it's
a must-see film for all comedy lovers.
- JL