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  • Penfold-139 October 1999
    This is a very confusing comedy.

    The main plot line revolves around Michael Redgrave, unhappily engaged to a society lady, who falls for a lingerie model played by Jessie Matthews and her overbite. Much to-ing and fro-ing, playing of masquerades lead to the conclusion everyone expects, but the alarms and excursions are strange indeed.

    We have Alastair Sim doing a tremendous job as a poverty-stricken, bitter comic communist, but we also have a loony who is obsessed with opera-singing. His second appearance is completely inexplicable.

    Enough of the original plot shows through for the storyline to just about hang together - even if only with the assistance of a suspension bridge for the disbelief - but there's an awful lot of "what the...?" likely from an attentive viewer.

    Odd entertainment.
  • You would never guess that this picture was plagued by such horrendous production difficulties because it feels such a fun, silly hour and a half of pure happy enjoyment.

    This film marked the end of an era; it was the last of those wonderfully frivolous 1930s romantic comedies starring the gorgeous Jessie Matthews. Despite the problems of making this and considering that it didn't perform too well at the box office, it's actually pretty good and surprisingly just as enjoyable as her other pictures. Gaumont-British officially went bust during filming and its original director (and husband of Jessie Matthews) was fired during the takeover by Rank. All of this turmoil makes this feel quite different to her earlier films - but not in a bad way.

    The modus operandi of the new studio wasn't the same as G-B's opulent style. This was rushed, there's less attention to detail, the sets look cheaper, there doesn't seem to be any budget for Jessie's usual designer dresses and most significantly of all, the there's no musical numbers. That the new regime dropped all of her song and dance numbers signalled the end of her career as a musical film star. The silver screen would never again glow with the incandescence of her incredible and exceptional sensuous dancing or hear her singing - times were changing. Like Joan Blondell (who like Jessie Matthews was also the sexiest woman in the world!), she was a superstar in the 30s but as time moved on she found herself just getting bit parts. Both she and Joan Blondell personified that cheerful naïve optimism in the face of adversity which was so necessary through the 1930s but that mood would not fit in the 40s when people realised that the world was a much darker place.

    What would have been a musical romantic comedy is now relegated to being just a comedy but that focus actually makes this a funnier faster-paced comedy - a very funny and cheerful comedy. Michael Redgrave, who was parachuted into this at the last minute makes a far better and authentic male lead than Barry MacKay who'd been in her last few films. What makes this almost close to comic genius is that Redgrave and everyone else play their parts completely straight and seriously even as the story gets more and more absurd. Alastair Sim is hilariously bonkers and just so weird then just as you think it can't get any more crazy, Mr Jaggers from GREAT EXPECTATIONS tuns up swinging off a Swiss mountain thinking he is a bird bellowing 'tweet, tweet, tweet.' It's almost Monty Python!
  • Climbing High is a British attempt to make an American style screwball comedy and while it has a few amusing moments it will never threaten something like My Man Godfrey or It Happened One Night. It was Michael Redgrave's second film and a bit of a let down from his debut in the Alfred Hitchcock classic The Lady Vanishes. But it did have the distinction of introducing Redgrave to Carol Reed who had been doing a lot of light fluff at the time. A year later Reed and Redgrave teamed to direct and star in The Stars Look Down which was Reed's first critically acclaimed film.

    Michael Redgrave plays a young rich playboy who like in so many American films of this accidentally runs into Jessie Matthews who is not knowing where the next job is coming from. Redgrave's been linked in the society columns to titled woman Margaret Vyner. She'd dearly love to marry him because while she has the title, he has the pound sterling. He's not really interested in her, especially after he sees Matthews, but not thinking it's worth the time and trouble to issue denials to the tabloids. And he gives a fictitious name to Matthews because of the tabloids and her impression of him through what she reads there.

    Not to say there aren't a few good scenes and some real laughs like Redgrave turning on a wind machine full blast at a modeling shoot that Matthews is at, or later he and Matthews humoring lunatic Francis L. Sullivan who just escaped the rubber room. But the whole premise of this one is more silly than funny. If Redgrave just told Matthews who he was it would have solved everything. But then there wouldn't be a picture.

    One should also make note of American Noel Madison in the cast who plays an advertising executive, who plays it Madison Avenue style for the British public. Usually Madison was featured in gangster films in the USA. Also Torin Thatcher is here as Matthews stern brother who wants to get the guy who wronged his sister. Last but not least is Alastair Sim who plays Matthews Communist friend who will turn capitalist if it suits him on occasion, but with a tear for Lenin.

    Climbing High is an amusing enough film, but doesn't come close to American screwball comedies of the time.
  • Reviwers have been sniffy about this light madcap comedy, starring Jessie Matthews as a penniless lingerie model in a West End advertising agency and Michael Redgrave as an amiable young man about town with a huge Mercedes convertible. He is meant to be marrying a manipulative penniless aristocrat, after him only for status and money, but after knocking our Jessie down twice falls for her instead. The climax unites key characters in the Swiss Alps for final tomfoolery and pairing off.

    Nice cameos for Basil Radford as Redgrave's pal, Torin Thatcher as Jessie's Canadian brother, Noel Madison as an American ad man. Alastair Sim as a Communist model who doesn't believe in working under capitalism and Francis L Sullivan as an escaped madman who thinks he is an opera singer. He and Jessie duet hilariously in old standards like "Maritana" and "Il bacio", so we hear her delightful singing even if we don't get any dancing.

    It is all enjoyable fluff, free of any social or political content, meant only to amuse. Not Jessie's greatest picture, but she is still entrancing as ever.
  • Warning: Spoilers
    I went to see this film because I am a great admirer of Michael Redgrave and prepared to watch him in anything. Despite the name of Carol Reed on bullhorn I had never heard of this effort and having seen it it's not difficult to know why it rarely surfaces. I've had occasion before now to remark on how pre-war audiences would apparently sit still for anything and this is definitely in the running as the most outre' example of this. Forget the Cinderella aspect - one minute Jessie Matthews hasn't got change of a match the next she is the thirties equivalent of a Super model - forget even that in a film with a running time of 78 minutes Reed squanders five of them in showing trees being cut down in Canada merely to make the point that one of the lumberjacks - who promptly disappears until the final ten minutes - has a sister (Jesse Matthews) living in London of whom we feels protective and is returning to watch over, but just ponder this; having hated him on sight then, in the fullness of time (a reel and a half, tops) decided that she loves him after all, Matthews goes for a picnic in the country with Redgrave where they encounter an escaped lunatic (Francis L. Sullivan) convinced that he is a world-class opera singer. His keepers come to return him to the asylum and that is that (but remember this fruit-cake). With ten minutes running time left Matthews gives Redgrave the air whereupon he promptly lights out for Switzerland as one does in these situations when no mention has ever been made of either Switzerland or his fondness for it. Meanwhile the lumberjack brother has arrived in England and follows Redgrave to Switzerland to give him a thrashing. As it happens Matthews boss at the modelling agency asks her to go to Switzerland on an assignment, natch. When the brother arrives at Redgraves' hotel the concierge tells him that Redgrave is out climbing a mountain and a dangerous one at that; shortly afterwards - 30 seconds - Redgrave appears carrying a ski (SKI!) and announces that the strap broke so he had to abandon his attempt on the West face. I don't know about You but this is the first time I've heard of skis as an essential aid to CLIMBING a mountain. Undaunted he tries again and Matthews, arriving later, sets out to follow him and, lo and behold, who does she run into halfway up but THE lunatic who thinks he's Caruso. No attempt is made to explain HIS presence there probably just as well. Oh, and if you've ever wondered what Alistair Sim looked like stripped to the waist this is your chance to find out. Incredible.
  • I could only give this farcical "comedy" 4/10 compared to the 5.2 on IMDb.com.I agree with the previous user comments and tuned into this film after searching on Michael Redgrave hoping for a similar experience to "The Lady Vanishes" (1938).As usual in Britsh comedy/farces there is a lot of running around, characters misunderstanding names and highly improbable sudden scene changes like when you are suddenly catapulted from London, England to alpine Switzerland.I must give a mention to Mary Clare, familiar to me from playing the baroness in "The Lady Vanishes" and the landlady in "A Girl Must Live" (1939).Here she plays Lady Emily Westaker who is trying to marry off her daughter, Lady Constance (Margaret Vyner), by any means to Michael Redgrave who plays a playboy who nearly runs Jessie Matthews over and almost immediately attempts to seriously woo her.It was at this point reality was left far behind.I had only ever heard Jessie when I was young playing Mrs Dale the wife of a doctor in "Mrs Dales Diary", whose memorable line was "I'm worried about Jim".I understand Jessie could sing and the producers contrived to give vent to her singing voice albeit in a strange farcical setting when Francis L Sullivan, playing an overweight opera loving madman, accosts Jessie and only lets her go when she shows her singing ability.

    Basil Radford made an appearance playing Michael Redgrave's best friend, and for once he didn't have his partner Naunton Wayne in tow.Basil did films on his own like "The Galloping Major".The funniest scene was pure slapstick when the speed control of a wind machine in the advertising studio is set to maximum and mayhem inevitably results.It was strange seeing Alastair Sim playing a purposely out of work communist and showing his torso!Another actor not lost on me was Torin Thatcher who played Bentley Drummle in the acclaimed 1946 version of "Great Expectations" in David Lean's classic film.Comedy could be rather infantile in the 30s.
  • Warning: Spoilers
    Judging from most reviews to this time, not many dedicated comedy fans have seen this film. "Climbing High" is a 1938 British film of a type of crazy comedy that Hollywood turned out occasionally in the 1930s and 1940s. These are mixtures of farce, satire, slapstick, screwball, witty dialog and just plain zany comedy.

    So, it's only fair to warn any prospective viewers now and audiences of the future. If one doesn't like the madcap comedy of the Marx Brothers, you may not enjoy this film. If one doesn't like the antics of The Three Stooges, you probably won't like this film. If one doesn't laugh at the pratfalls, goofs and boners of Laurel and Hardy or Abbott and Costello, you won't find much of this film funny. If one doesn't enjoy screwball comedy, you're not likely to appreciate this film. If one doesn't enjoy satire and spoofing of segments of society, you won't enjoy those parts of this film. And, if one can't laugh at brisk, witty and funny lines of dialog exchange, it's almost certain you won't enjoy this film.

    But for movie fans who do enjoy most or all of the above types of comedy, "Climbing High" should be riotously funny. Because it is all of the above, and then some. It has elements to match the best work of the comedy teams mentioned above. A lengthy scene with a wind machine that turns a huge studio and stage arena into a tornado matches the zaniest scenes from Hollywood. It's right up there with the best of the comedy film matches of actors Cary Grant, Clark Gable, Leslie Howard, Fred MacMurray, William Powell, James Stewart, Michael Wilding, and others, teamed with actresses Jean Arthur, Claudette Colbert, Irene Dunne, Carole Lombard, Myrna Loy, Anna Neagle, Rosalind Russell and others.

    In short, "Climbing High" is one wacko British film that has almost everything comedic. It is a satire, farce, madcap, wacky and screwball comedy. I don't know if the writers for this film liked the Marx Brothers. But "Climbing High" could easily have been right out of the portfolio of Groucho Marx and company. About the only thing this film doesn't have is a vehicle chase. But, it has a mountain climbing scenario that matches or betters any movie vehicle chase for laughs.

    This film is in the vein of "You Can't Take It with You" of 1938 that starred James Stewart and Jean Arthur; or "A Day at the Races" of 1937 that starred the Marx Brothers, Allan Jones and Maureen O'Sullivan; or "Road Show" of 1941 that starred Adolphe Menjou, Carole Landis and John Hubbard.

    This film was a big hit in the U.K. in 1938. I don't know if it was shown in the U.S., or if it ever made it to late night TV. I just discovered this gem and am glad I did. It's a wonderful addition to my comedy library, in which I keep only the best of the genre. Here's an outline of the plot with its several hilarious sidetracks.

    The main plot has Nicky pursuing Diana. There are two subplots to that. The first, with the film opening, is Diana and her roommates Patsey and Max trying to get work to pay their back rent so they can keep their apartment. The second subplot is a woman and family of British title but broke. Lady Constance and her mother, Lady Emily, are conniving to snare Nicky into marrying Constance.

    Completely separate smaller plots would otherwise have nothing to do with the story and in a mystery would be called red herrings. But they are woven in here, much like the great Marx Brothers comedies, for pure hilarity. They are the escapist themes that turn a regular, very funny comedy, into a wacky farce and help cement "Climbing High" as genuine screwball comedy that fits the definition perfectly.

    Two fantastic British actors and one American provide much laughter in these scenes. Alastair Sim is the disgruntled Max, a communist who hates money and disdains working for it, but who makes a good model for sculptors and advertising. Francis L. Sullivan, a noted stage and film actor for dramatic and character roles, gives one of his few comedy performances in this film. He is "Madman," an asylum escapee who thinks he's the world's greatest virtuoso singer. And Noel Madison is Mr. Gibson who runs the largest, swankiest, bizarre advertising agency and plant imaginable - in London.

    The last laugh comes as the film ends. The audience is aware that the gold-digging Constance's plan took her out of the race for Nicky all along. Yet she and her mother, Lady Emily, are clueless, and they're probably sitting in their hotel playing cards and thinking they've won. What a hoot.

    All of the cast are fantastic. Jessie Matthews carries her leading comedy role off superbly with Michael Redgrave in a nice role as a straight man. Basil Radford provides smiles as Nicky's friend, Reggie. And, Enid Stamp-Taylor deserves mention for her very funny and bubbly role as Winnie.

    Here are some sample lines to whet one's appetite for a feast of wonderful comedy.

    Patsey, "You're supposed to be a man." Max, "We don't recognize sex in the party." Patsey, "Must be a dull party."

    Max, "Didn't I promise to send your wife to a concentration camp?" Mr. Hamilton, "And I'm depending on it, comrade."

    Diana, "Can you imagine? He wanted me to have tea with him and then sue him."

    Reggie, "If they can get a title out of Henry the Eighth, they can get a wedding ring out of you."

    Diana, "Eight million people in London and you have to pick on me."

    Gibson, "Isn't he magnificently revolting?"

    Reggie, "Those Canadians shoot first and talk afterwards."

    Jim, "No jury would convict a man for defending his sister's honor. Out West, we'd elect him mayor."
  • With the exception of a couple of films in the forties and fifties this was the last film produced by Gaumont British.It was the biggest production company in the UK but closed down in 1938.It ran into money troubles and closed down production.This was supposed to be a musical directed by Donnie Hale.Alas all the music was taken out and what we are left with is a sad epitaph to her starring career.Unfortunately this is a sad imitation of the screwball comedies then popular with Hollywood.Michael Redgrave is unsuited to his role .As for Alistair SIM and Francis Sullivan all one can say is,bizarre.
  • I have a large collection of old movies, what a treat it is to find an excellent film that I had never seen before. I'm so happy to have this excellent film in my 3,000 DVD/Blu-ray collection. To guard against censorship or banning, I always want to have a physical copy. The disc I purchased is from VCI. The audio and video quality are excellent and the disc was pressed, not burned.

    This is a very funny movie! Do you like the Marx brothers? Did you like the movie "You Can't Take It With You". If the answer is yes, then this movie is for you. I enjoy beautiful women in my movies. I wasn't sure what to think the first time I saw Jessie Matthews. Yes, she's very pretty, but the incredible expressions that she can make give her that "goofy look" that really comes across well in this terrific film.

    This is a wacko British film that has almost everything comedic. It is a madcap, satire, sillyness, wacky and screwball comedy. Climbing High is an entertaining and uplifting film, that charms you rather than overwhelms you. Michael Redgrave plays Nicky Brooke, a millionaire unhappily involved with a society dame who is primarily interested in him for his money and name. Matthews plays a beautiful young girl of limited means, Diana Castle, who works as a model (along with her roommate, Alastair Sim, portraying a Communist forced to take a job as the loincloth-clad "before" picture in a muscle-building ad). While out driving, Brooke nearly runs over Diana; in the process, he falls for her but decides that he will have a better chance of getting his love returned if he courts her in disguise. Disguised as another ordinary working man, he succeeds -- until his real identity is revealed. More complications ensue -- including an escaped lunatic and a finale in which all of the characters end up climbing the Alps.
  • Warning: Spoilers
    Some viewers might find this British farce a bit too much, a trifle too silly for their tastes, loud and frantic. But for others, it's going to create painful stomach problems from the hard laughter it creates, that once they get settled into the silly mood and deal with endless over-the-top fast talking, highly winded sequences (one literally), it may end up going on their lists of comedy classics to watch over and over again.

    While she gets a musical number out of somewhere turning a piece of classical music into delightful schtick (a piece of music also utilized for fun as a speciality for an old woman singing like a chicken in "Every Night at Eight" and another warbling it on roller skates in "Broadway Melody of 1940"), for the most part, this is a non-singing and dancing Jessie Matthews. She's a struggling model who meets wealthy Michael Redgrave, posing as a commoner because she believes the rich to be useless.

    Already engaged to a broke, titled aristocrat, Redgrave enjoys playing "down". The highlight is a lengthy wind machine bit of slapstick (that goes on for five minutes) where old men end up with bras flying onto their chests and sticking, whip cream storming over everyone in a crowd, and another man covered in plaster and other debris.

    A ton of wacky supporting characters whom the audience should find the pleasure of discovering themselves. Probably the best British comedy of the 30's with a ton of pleasures, but painkillers required for when it's over. Definitely a triumph for the young director Carol Reed who would deservedly become a legend. Top notch special effects and photography, sublimely edited to outrageous perfection.