Mister Roberts/B-,B | ||
Warner/1955/122/2.35 ANA |
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Life aboard a
U.S. Navy cargo ship during the World War II Pacific campaign revolves around Executive
Officer Doug Roberts, the sympathetic buffer between the maniacal captain and the
ships crew. Mister Roberts desperately wants a transfer to combat duty
while his Captain is adamant about keeping him as Exec. While the Captain pampers the palm
tree awarded the ship for outstanding achievements in cargo delivery, hes less than
solicitous about the conditions under which his crew must work. Helping Roberts keep his
sanity is bunkmate Ensign Frank Pulver, whose prime objective is keeping out of the
Captains sight. Then theres Doc, who prescribes pills and wisdom with equal
sagacity. John Ford directed only about half of Mister Roberts before becoming ill. Try as he might the movie remains bound by its stage origins. There is little flow to the action. Mervyn LeRoy who took over from Ford did his best to keep the movie on an even kilter. Theres never a sense that two different hands were guiding the movie. Even the original stage director Josh Logan got to directs a couple scenes in reshoots. The comic elements of the crew positively play like something out of a Broadway musical. That means the chief attraction of Mister Roberts is watching some great pros act.
Henry Fonda repeats
his stage success in the title role of Mister Roberts. Fondas easy, laconic
style is well suited to Roberts and his portrait is sympathetic. Jack Lemmon is decidedly
the most fun as Ensign Frank Pulver. Whether singing a 1940s ditty to himself or planning
a new attack on the Captains sanctity, Lemmon injects energy into the otherwise
lethargic proceedings. William Powell, the erudite interpreter of Nick Charles in The
Thin Man, makes his final screen appearance as Doc. Powells cynical world-weary
delivery is a delight and a welcome compliment to Lemmons silliness. James Cagney
goes overboard with his posturing as the captain. His vision is narrowed to a corridor
somewhere between the cargo hold and his potted palm. His explosions are deadpan
slapstick, but Cagney is always fun to watch. |