Blondie Johnson (1933) Takes More Than Expected Liberties
Joan Blondell is a distaff Little Caesar, "a new kind of Gold Digger," so says the trailer, but Gold Diggers didn't engineer murders as does Blondie here, even if opening hardship appears to justify whatever the title character must do to get by. Warners' was a skewed morality before Code enforcement spelled rules out for them. As with Cagney in Lady Killer, where's need of halting fun just because a victim "croaks"? There was mindset to effect that survival necessarily meant collateral damage, up to and including death to those that have it coming or sometimes ones that don't. We're not to lose sympathy with Blondell even when she engineers a rival gangster's machine-gunning, it settled that whatever stretch she draws will pass quick and barely blip the happy end with fellow criminal Chester Morris. Maybe moral watchdogs had at least something of a point.
"Hard-Hearted But Sweet As Sin" was advertising's apt describe of Blondell and Precode sin that was sweet indeed, even where lives were forfeited. WB's essential message was that "nothing matters but dough," and at bottom of a Depression from which Blondie Johnson sprung (released 2/33), wasn't that everyone's take? Could be, but probably not, as civilians watching did not necessarily embrace cynicism and world-weariness of ones who wrote rules of precode, as in no rules but keeping ahead of the other fellow. Such artists represented anything but a mainstream, but we identify with them, not chumps whose change they leeched for privilege of seeing Blondie Johnson. What got obscured by pace and patter was Blondell intensity in early establishing poverty that drives her to crime; Bette Davis at Academy-prime could not have done these scenes better. And to think Blondell rated herself below capacity to play high drama. Maybe she knew that in a long run, that was less entertaining. She had come from vaudeville, where they understood getting on and off quick, and to amuse in the doing, purest essence of any act, or any art for that matter. Whatever glimpse we got of Blondell's dramatic art would be just that --- then on to a next set-up. By these measures, she may have been the best actress WB ever had.
