Hitchcock
arrives. After his nine years and 16 studio-product films of
varying quality and genre, THE MAN WHO KNEW TOO MUCH marked the
beginning of the first major phase of Hitchcock's career. To me,
there's no debate as to which is the better version of TMWKTM, this
film or its 1956 remake. Whereas this first incarnation was
mostly effective and contained a few classic sequences, it's no match
for the mature polish of the later version (which itself had its
problems, albeit less blatant). I suppose the opening
skiing-tournament scene is as effective as a scene cobbled together
from glaringly obvious back projection and stock footage can be, but it
tends to call to mind the similar scenes in W.C. Fields's "The Fatal
Glass of Beer." (At any rate, I got a laugh out of the wife when
I made a "milk the elk" joke during the scene.) There's a bit
more technical clumsiness here and there, and someone should have
really taught poor Leslie Banks how to hold a gun. And as an
example of how Hitchcock would grow as a storyteller, note how the
assassination plot is much more credible, less ad-hoc, and more
suspenseful in the remake -- and it's the same assassination plot in
both films. Still, the 1934 version has much to recommend it,
including a fast and consistently exciting pace, the business with the
dentist, Nova Pilbeam held hostage, and a thrilling climactic scene in
Albert Hall. But the main strength of the film is Peter Lorre,
equal parts menace and campy fun. Overall, THE MAN WHO KNEW TOO
MUCH still works despite its flaws, and it's of high importance in
Hitchcock's canon.