Devotion

All your other reviewers filled me in on the accuracy or inaccuracy of the movie's biographical storyline. And unfortunately I missed the first part of the movie when it was presented on TCM the other day. But once into it I was immediately struck by the magnificent acting of all the principals and the dramatic richness of Korngold's score.

But the thing that really sets this movie apart is the actual script itself. I can count on one hand the movies I have seen with a literate script as good as a fine play and this was one of them. Writers Theodor Reeves and Keith Winter have been unknown names to me up to now and they don't have extensive filmographies. I would certainly like to find more of their work. As the literary and well-formed ripostes and counterthrusts bounce from one character to another and as the priceless bonmots sparkle forth from Greenstreet's Thackeray I thought I was at a play by Shaw or Oscar Wilde. Greenstreet was much under-appreciated I thought by your other reviewers. His entertaining and witty part was really the best in the movie.

As a typical example of the quality of the script are Arthur Kennedy's words as Branwell lies dying in his sister's arms. Having collapsed in the street on his way to the tavern he comments that his collapses usually occur on his way home from the tavern, not on his way there.

I saw a recent version of Jane Eyre the other day on public television, the first time I had seen a film of it. I've never seen the one from the early 1940s. I was struck by the resemblances to Dickens' David Copperfield and Nicholas Nickleby and how Charlotte Bronte established herself here as a female Dickens.

One could easily become devoted to Devotion. A splendid movie.