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  • Judith is a wealthy Long Island society girl given to a dizzy lifestyle… Self-assured of her affluence and her faculty over men, she is unprepared for tragedy, which strikes in the form of a brain tumor… The underlying bravery and courage with which she faces this physical suffering eventually demonstrates the woman of substance that she is…

    Among her friends is Ann King (Fitzgerald), her secretary, and handsome young Alex Hamm (Reagan), who directs her toward brain specialist Dr. Frederick Steele (Brent). The doctor diagnoses her illness as one which will end her life within a year… Judith falls in love with him and accepts his proposal of marriage… When she discovers that her tumor is calamitous, she rejects the doctor's proposal considering it an act with compassion…

    Davis provides scene after scene with the special magic only she was able of bringing vividly…

    Swept into the current of events was Bogart playing an Irish horse trainer, who fails in an attempt to make love to her, yet encourages her to enjoy her time with her true love, George Brent…

    The film was remade in 1963 as "Stolen Hours" with Susan Hayward, and as a 1976 TV movie under its original title with Elizabeth Montgomery
  • Bette Davis always cited this as her favourite role: it is probably on a par with Margo Channing in ALL ABOUT EVE as the part which fans identify with as definitive Davis. Naturally, this 1939 film will look a little musty, corny and cliched to modern day viewers, but the poignant sincerity in which Davis instilled via her magnificent performance still has the ability to leave the viewer in helpless tears: you can be dumbfounded to think that something so obviously aimed at your tear ducts could succeed to induce the flow so completely and spontaneously! The role is based upon a 1934 play in which Tallulah Bankhead flopped. The character of Ann King was written especially for the film by director Edmund Goulding: as a kind of Greek Chorus so Judith wouldn't have to complain about the inevitable. Geraldine Fitzgerald, in her American film debut, does a wondrous job with the part of Ann: a beautifully etched supporting performance. As Michael O'Leary, Humphrey Bogart is unfortunately inept in the Irish brogue department (why couldn't they have simply cut out the accent?) and George Brent is adequately wooden as Dr. Frederick Steele whom Judy marries. Davis slams through a gooey collection of cliches in her nerviest style during the early segments but her metamorphasis into a vibrantly humbled married woman is quite a striking contrast to the selfishly brazen spoiled heiress: truly a multi-faceted performance. Ronald Reagan gets to play Alec, one of Judy's drunken swains, and Cora Witherspoon is memorable as the snotty Carrie. The last twenty minutes of the film are expertly crafted and timelessly tear-jerking: the movie sold more kleenex than any other of its day.
  • I was probably 12 years old when I first saw this film on TV. It was shown in two parts and I didn't get to see the second part, so my mother had to tell me what happened. Forty years later, I still cry every time I see "Dark Victory." It remains one of my favorite films for sheer use of Kleenex and my favorite Bette Davis movie, "All About Eve" being right up there with it. I even saw it on the big screen in a revival house when I was in college. Yes, some of the dialogue sounds corny now, like the good doctor saying, "Women never meant anything to me before". But the interesting thing is, when I did see it with an audience, though they laughed as some inappropriate spots, by the end you could hear the sobs on the next block.

    There have been comments that Humphrey Bogart seems miscast in a somewhat minor role. I frankly thought he was just fine. He certainly was short enough to be a jockey and he pulled off the brogue. I'm sure it's confusing for some to see him in such a small role in 1939 when only a few years later, he was a total superstar. But he was under contract to Warners and kicked around for years before "High Sierra" and "Casablanca". He obviously wasn't working when "Dark Victory" was cast, so why let him sit around taking a salary and do nothing?

    And of course we have Ronald Reagan as a playboy. I actually find him delightful in this film. It called for charm and he had it.

    In today's fast-paced world, there's nothing stronger than a message about time and our use of it. "Oh, give me time for tenderness...just give me time." Like Bette's character, I want to hear that song again too, in many more viewings of "Dark Victory."
  • By today's standards, "Dark Victory" might seem cliched. Of course, that could be because it was so greatly copied! Here is Bette Davis, a star in the fullness of her talent and ability. Bette simply shines; she owns this film from first frame to last. Ably supported by a wonderful cast (including a somewhat mis-matched Humphrey Bogart as an Irish-brogued horse trainer), it is still difficult to watch the film and not be constantly anticipating Bette's appearance in any scene she isn't in. The ending, even in those days, might have turned out either wimpy or waspish. In Bette's hands, it is neither. It works in a way that literally drains one of emotions. I might also add that, while revealing only a bare back, Bette shows more sensuality than a dozen of today's more "open" actresses.

    There is an old disparaging adage about "showing the full gamut from a to b," in this movie Bette not only shows A to Z, but some letters that haven't been invented yet.

    Despite my gushing over Ms. Davis, the film is solid in all departments. If you wish to experience when melodrama is great movie-making, see this film.
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    Coming in the middle of her tumultuous, 18-year reign as Queen of the Warner Bros. studio, this classic 1939 tearjerker proved to be the ideal vehicle for the mercurial talents of Bette Davis in her prime in a year marked by so many other memorable films. Adapted by longtime studio screenwriter Casey Robinson from a short-lived 1934 Broadway play, the story involves Judith Traherne, a frivolous, self-absorbed heiress, living hard in the fast lane at 23, who finds herself confronting her own mortality with the discovery of an inoperable brain tumor. Naturally, she denies anything is wrong with her at first but faces the reality of her condition by eventually rising to the occasion with courage and integrity. It has been the subject of many parodies and at least two remakes in the past seventy years, but the original still works best thanks to Davis' career-defining performance.

    Besides Davis and Max Steiner's equally emotional score, the movie itself has not aged as well due to the pedestrian work of director Edmund Goulding ("Grand Hotel") in guiding the venture and lackluster contributions from the supporting cast, one of whom is seriously miscast In hindsight. Judith's Long Island social world is full of hard-drinking party types like the perpetually drunk Alec who tries to woo her into marriage. He's not the only one as Irish stable hand Michael is equally smitten with Judith, but there's the social class distinction to consider. The novelty is that a young Ronald Reagan plays Alec and Humphrey Bogart, two years from his breakthrough in "The Maltese Falcon", plays Michael. Reagan does not make much of an impact, but Bogart is sorely miscast as Michael to the point of being distracting as Davis blows him off the screen, in particular, a late-night failed seduction scene when she dismissively half-asks him, "You're making love to me, aren't you?"

    However, it is Judith's steady best friend Ann and especially the stalwart brain-cell specialist Dr. Steele who help Judith in her true victory over the dark. Both Geraldine Fitzgerald and constant Davis co-star George Brent do solid work in the roles, but nothing nearly at Davis' caliber. Perhaps this was intentional, but it does make for an odd imbalance to the film. Regardless, the last twenty minutes pull at the requisite heartstrings as Judith faces her fate with a heavenly choir. It's a grand Davis sequence worthy of her legacy. The print in the 2005 DVD release is nicely restored. Film historian James Ursini and CNN film critic Paul Clinton provide a perceptive commentary track, and there is a short featurette that explains how the film's reputation has unfairly suffered over the years. See the film itself for the vibrancy and depth of Davis' performance which hasn't aged a bit.
  • There are three central performances in DARK VICTORY that deserve praise for their sincerity and complete believability--BETTE DAVIS as the spoiled heiress, GEORGE BRENT as the doctor who falls in love with her and GERALDINE FITZGERALD as the conscience of the story, feeling pity and love for her dearest friend.

    Davis trounces around through the first half to show us what kind of energy and volatility is flaring beneath the surface--so full of life that when she realizes her illness bears the stamp of "prognosis negative", it's a shock to the audience as well as the actress. She's at her level best in all of the quieter moments--and never more impressive than in the final ten minutes of the film where her character must face the impending death with dignity and the knowledge that she has her husband's love and her best friend's devotion.

    The scene in the garden with Fitzgerald at her side is the most luminous in the entire film. It's worth waiting for just to watch two great actresses at work.

    Max Steiner's score is fitting at all times--even in the final moments when Bette goes up the stairs accompanied by his melancholy main theme. Edmund Goulding gets sensitive work from his entire cast--with the exception of Ronald Reagan who is given absolutely nothing in the way of character development except to look tipsy in every scene. To say that he is wasted is an understatement. So too is Henry Travers as the doctor who brought Davis into the world. Humphrey Bogart has been criticized for his Irish accent, but he's at least acceptable in a minor role as a horse trainer.

    But the three central performances are what hold the film together--and make what is essentially a sob story work so beautifully.

    Trivia: George Brent is very effective in the doctor role that was first offered to Basil Rathbone, but then withdrew after a very bad screen test in the part convinced the studio (and Rathbone) that he was all wrong for the role.
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    This is the film of which Davis is supposed to have said "There are some pictures that should nevah be remade!" - and time has proved that she was right. Despite two updates/remakes, one theatrical ("Stolen Hours" with Susan Hayward) and one for TV (as "Dark Victory" with Elizabeth Montgomery) it's this 1939 Warner Bros. film which is still best remembered today. The reason, of course, is Bette Davis. She often insisted that there wasn't one of her greatest roles she didn't have to fight to get, and Judith Traherne was one of those roles. She pestered Jack Warner to buy it for her, and when he responded "Who wants to see a picture about a dame who goes blind and dies?" Davis assured him that at least ten million women would - and she was right.

    And so we have a vibrant, touching performance that is among the most famous jewels in the crown of Bette Davis. "I'm young and strong and nothing can touch me!" she proclaims, and almost makes us believe it. We see her go through the denial/anger/bargaining/acceptance phases of her illness long before anyone named those stages. And when she looks George Brent in the eye and says "Poor fool - don't you know I'm in love with you?" we know from the way she says it that she's never said it before. Yes, it's quite possible that had GWTW not been released in the last weeks of December 1939, the question of who would be the first actress to win 3 Best Actress Oscars might well have been settled long before 1968.

    Yes - we have to suspend disbelief here - Bogart with an Irish brogue? Surely his name - O'Leary - should have been enough. And the scene near the end when Davis packs Brent's suitcase to send him off - how could he not notice her fumbling around the room? Ah well, "it's only a mooovie, Ingrid. . . ." as a famous director once said.

    "Dark Victory" may not be great cinematic art, but it's a thoroughly professional effort and it's obvious that the people who made it cared about it. Movie fans have been caring about it for 66 years, and continue to do so: a newly-remastered DVD will be released in June.
  • "Dark Victory" features a superb performance by Bette Davis, portraying Judy Traherne, a socialite struggling to come to terms with terminal brain cancer, a diagnosis that ironically brings her the greatest joy of her life, as she falls in love with and marries the doctor who diagnosed her, also superbly played by George Brent.

    There's nothing really to dislike in this movie. The basic point is simple to figure out: whatever darkness you may face, make the best of it and live life to the fullest, because even in darkness there may be victory. The supporting cast is tremendous, particularly Geraldine Fitzgerald as Ann King, Judy's friend and assistant who helps her through this bewildering time of conflicting emotions. The movie is not exactly filled with suspense and there's no dramatic death scene, but the emotion is raw all the way through, and the sympathy the viewer feels for this couple who are so much in love but have so little time to enjoy it is very real.

    This is very well done, and well worth a look see. I would rate it as a 7/10.
  • whpratt122 December 2007
    This is definitely a tear-jerker involving a young socialite Judith Traherne, (Betty Davis) who is full of life and an only child who gets her own way all the time, but is well liked by everyone. Judith loves horses and enjoys riding them and performing with them in various horse shows. The trainer of these horses is Michael O'Leary, (Humphrey Bogart) who loves his work and likes Judith because of her love for animals. One day Judith is riding her horse and her vision becomes blurred and she sees double and falls off the horse. It seems Judy is having bad headaches but does not mention it to anyone and her own doctor refers her to a Dr. Frederick Steele, (George Brent) who is a brain surgeon. Ronald Reagan appears in this film as a playboy drunk who is always drinking. Great performance by all the actors, but bring the tissue box, you will need it.
  • When Bette Davis was in ball buster mode, watch out!! But when she decided to suffer nobly, she could suffer with the best of them.

    In "Dark Victory," Davis plays a woman dying from the deadliest of deadly diseases---the vague, unnamed illness that beautiful actresses died of in movies from the 1930s. The symptoms never seem to be the same, but they're always tear-inducing. Here, they make Davis go blind and we know when the disease is getting worse because a fuzzy black halo begins to appear around the edges of the frame.

    Actually, this movie is a rather pale companion to the ultimate Davis melodrama, "Now, Voyager." But it has perhaps my favorite line ever delivered in a Bette Davis movie. She's found out that her illness is fatal, and she's at dinner with the doctor who has kept this from her to protect her fragile soul. When the waiter comes to take her order, she says, "How about a nice big helping of..." pause, as she throws the most withering of withering stares at her companion ..."prognosis negative." That should really be on a bumper sticker somewhere.

    As for the other actors.....wait, other actors? No one watches a Bette Davis movie to see other actors. I'm not even sure there were any other actors in this movie.

    Grade: B
  • bkoganbing3 October 2005
    While I was watching my VHS copy of Dark Victory this afternoon, there was a quote from Bette Davis that her role of Judith Traherne was her most personal and that it was 98% of me.

    It certainly is one of her most moving performances on celluloid. The movie is her show as so many of her Warner Brothers films were becoming at this point in her career. The rest of the cast almost stands back in awe of her.

    We would call Judith Traherne a trust fund baby these days. Poppa made a fortune and drank himself to death, Mom is over in Europe as an expatriate. And she's got a big house on Long Island where she raises steeple chasers and gives a lot of parties.

    But she's not an airhead. Bette Davis never was in any of her films. She's been having headaches and now blurred vision has been thrown in as a complication. When she crashes one of her horses into a side rail we the audience know right away that there are some serious health issues.

    Dr. George Brent is called in on the case, he's a brain specialist. He operates and it's a success, but only in terms of relieving the symptoms. She's got a death sentence hanging over her.

    The rest of the film is how she deals with it. Only an actress of incredible skill could have brought off the many mood changes that Judith Traherne has. If it wasn't for the fact that 1939 was the Gone With the Wind year, Davis might have gotten a third Oscar. She was nominated and lost to Vivien Leigh.

    Humphrey Bogart was in this as her stable groom with an Irish accent that he was clearly uncomfortable with. My guess was that the brogue was there to emphasize the class distinction between Davis and Bogart. I'm not sure it was all that necessary for him, but at least it wasn't as laughable as the Mexican accent in Virginia City.

    Geraldine Fitzgerald and Ronald Reagan are on hand as her two close friends. I understand that in the novel this is based on, Reagan's character is gay. This was the days of the Code, so gay was out. Probably in the long run helped Reagan's later career, given his politics playing a gay character wouldn't have gotten him entrée into his crowd. Still both he and Fitzgerald do very well as a couple of her friends who have a lot more character than most of them.

    George Brent was Davis's perennial leading man. She was involved with him romantically at some point during her Warner Brothers period, I'm not sure if it was during the making of Dark Victory. He was a competent player who Davis could be sure would never upstage her.

    I did however hear a clip from a radio performance of Dark Victory and George Brent's part was played by Spencer Tracy. Though Brent played in fact in the underplaying style that Tracy was known for, I'm sure if Tracy had ever done the film he'd have brought touches to the character that Brent could never have done. What a classic that would have been.

    Dark Victory is a moving story that never descends into soap opera. This is Bette Davis at her finest.
  • It's easy to see why Bette Davis admired "Dark Victory" more so than any of her other star-vehicles--her Judith Traherne is the quintessential Bette Davis character: smart, sassy, nervously gay, a drinking pal to the guys and a best buddy to the girls. Traherne is without malice, a real chum, and Davis plays her with fluttery vitriol and upper-crust glee. Long Island society girl, ailing but still strong, falls wildly in love with her doctor...but how can he tell her that she has very little time left to live? The supporting cast is made up of some odd personalities: Geraldine Fitzgerald's dedicated girlfriend seems to have no life outside of Judith's world (and performs her gal-pal duties with a curious severity); Humphrey Bogart is an Irish stable-hand with a secret crush on Judith (she's tempted, but ultimately conveys to him the old 'don't touch' message); Ronald Reagan is a country club type, always in a tuxedo and at the bar; George Brent is the brilliant surgeon who loves Judith (but he's faster with his fists than he is with words). Based on a play by George Emerson Brewer, Jr. and Bertram Bloch (which had starred Tallulah Bankhead), this chatty Warner Bros. weeper is glossy and flossy, a dithering, overstated, swooning romantic mini-epic for masochists. In other words, the archetypal Bette Davis film. *** from ****
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    I'm probably one of the few people not overly impressed with this movie, despite the excellent performances by Bette Davis and George Brent. I was okay with the first part of the movie, which made sense. A free spirited (as well as spoiled) heiress is confronted with something she can't control: a brain tumor. She rebels against her death sentence by defying it and running wild, hurt and angry at both the doctor she fell in love with and her best friend, for keeping the the from her. She nearly succumbs to the charms of Humphrey Bogart (I know I would have, he looked real hot to me), but then finds she can't deny her love for George Brent. They get married, even though they know she most likely won't live to celebrate their first anniversary.

    Here's what I have the problem with: her too complete turnaround from defiant, rebellious heiress to sweet, accepting housewife, forsaking mansion for cottage and racing horses for household chores. She's no longer fighting her death sentence, but instead is accepting it "beautifully". WTF!!! That was Doc's idea, easy for him to say, since he's not the one about to croak, and, from what the story hints, he'll be a grieving widower for a time and then find happiness with Geraldine Fitzgerald, the BFF who's clearly in love with him. Bury Bette and life goes on.

    And that melodramatic nonsense, about how she'll feel just fine, until all of a sudden a sunny day will look cloudy, and then in a few minutes she'll croak. She's so brave about it when the time comes (I'd be pissed as hell, if I were as wealthy as she was and married the guy I adored), she sends hubby off on his business trip, continues working in her garden, asks her friend to take care of both her husband and her horses, pets her dogs, somehow makes her way up the stairs without falling on her ass, then literally lies down and dies. Come on, too much Victorian melodrama for a 1930's movie! If anybody believed that hoke they deserve to be conned out of their life savings by the old pigeon drop.

    And pigeon poop is how I feel about the last part of the movie, from the time she wed to the time she dead. That's why it's only 5 out of 10 stars.
  • jotix1003 November 2004
    "Dark Victory" is a classic film of the 30s. In some movies, like this one, all the elements came together to create a satisfying entertainment that has delighted audiences since its release in 1939. Edmund Golding was instrumental in getting one of the best performances out of Bette Davis. The movie is helped by the fine score of Max Steiner.

    As Judith Treherne, Bette Davis shows us why she was a great actress. She does some of her best work in this picture. Her interpretation of the socialite is right on target. Ms. Davis goes from a happy go lucky rich girl into the woman who has to face an imminent death. This film is so enjoyable because of the nuances Ms. Davis brought to the role. Bette Davis' range was enormous.

    George Brent, as the medical specialist who tries to help Judith, and falls in love with her in the process, is also quite good as Dr. Steele. Geraldine Fitzgerald is wonderful as Ann, Judith's loyal friend. Humphrey Bogart appears briefly as the horse trainer. Henry Travers put in a small appearance as the doctor who brought Judith into the world, and sadly, is not able to help her much. Also in the cast, Ronald Reagan, who doesn't have much to do.

    This is the perfect film to watch the wonderful Bette Davis at her best.
  • Xstal1 January 2023
    You've been feeling somewhat ill, and just not with it, your vision gets quite blurred, but you admit it, so it's off to see the doc, though you're in for quite a shock, an operation is required to get you fit. You start to mend, but there's something new you feel, seems you've fallen for the man who's made you heal, emotions at a high, but there are things you've been denied, then indiscretion leads you to a big reveal.

    There's some racy dialogue to contend with, but the performances of both Bette Davis and George Brent are divine, in what is not your typical boy meets girl story of the time. You also get the added bonus of Humphry Bogart, although his Irish brogue would never earn him any rewards, and a future President provides some small support.

    A film of its time but plenty to enjoy still today.
  • Lejink25 April 2008
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    Another celebrated Bette Davis melodrama, this time ending in more than tears. Her own work, as usual, carries a film with yet another fantastical, sentimental plot, although this time she has to pick up more slack than usual with some miscast support and underpowered playing by some of the other supporting actors. George Brent, for example can't match, say Paul Heinreid or especially Claude Rains in the gravitas stakes, and there seems a lack of passion between Davis and him in their love scenes (strange when you consider the rumours of an off-set romance). Geraldine Fitzgerald barely registers as a cipher for Davis' caprices, although Ronald Reagan does a nice turn as a friendly souse, almost a prototype real-life Dean Martin 20 years before his time. Worst of all is the great Bogie looking ridiculous in jodhpurs and spouting the worst "Oirish" accent this side of the Irish Sea (when he can be bothered). But yet again, the finale makes up for much that has gone before, especially the scene in the sunny daylight when Davis realises her time has come. Okay, cue massed violins and choirs from Max Steiner as she packs off new husband Brent and retires to expire in her bed, but Davis herself acts the scene with dignity and restraint, a nice contrast with her staccato energetic careering through the first half of the film prior to learning the extent of her illness. It would be easy to categorise all these doomed heroine roles Davis plays as extensions of her self but I prefer to see and admire the subtle variations in each performance. Less mannered than her great contemporary Katharine Hepburn and with more star quality than her bitter rival Joan Crawford, she was the real deal at least until the mid 40's when her looks started to fade and the new realist style, with the burgeoning Actor's School Method, was starting to emerge and at the same time dismantle the old Hollywood Studio system.
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    I can just picture theater patrons leaving this movie during it's original release, not a dry eye in the house; an endearing testimony to the strength of Bette Davis' portrayal of the young snooty socialite turned human over the course of the story. As Miss Judith Traherne, Davis exhibits a wide range of emotion in her role, helping establish her reputation as one of film's finest actresses.

    Along the way, Davis is supported by an unusually strong contingent of Warner contract players, most notably George Brent as the doctor turned husband, Frederick Steele. Established in a highly successful surgical career, Steele is continuously frustrated in his attempt to semi-retire to a life of research at his Vermont farm. Miss Judith is just his latest diversion, one that his professional reputation and personal responsibility will not allow to go without helping. During his association with Judith, he manages to fall in love, while creating the same intense and wonderful feelings in her. Where his nobility fails is in his attempt to keep Judith's true condition secret from her, in collaboration with Judith's best friend, Miss Ann (Geraldine Fitzgerald). Fitzgerald's performance in it's own way is almost as touching as Davis' own, as the loyal friend and confidante who must watch her best friend slowly fade toward an unhappy ending.

    Ronald Reagan appears a number of times throughout the film as a member of Davis' social circle, and whether by design or not, he never appears sober. Henry Travers, the diligent wing earning angel from "It's a Wonderful Life" appears as Miss Judith's family physician in a subdued role. And to be completely honest, my original interest in this film was in completing my collection of Humphrey Bogart movies; here he has minimal screen time as a horse trainer with an eye for Miss Judith who realizes that his station would never allow for such a match up. It's interesting to see Bogey near the end of the film in the obligatory trench coat for which he's well known.

    The film's ending is powerful and given added poignancy as Miss Judith plants a flower bulb after sending her husband off to an important medical gathering. With Judith's vision dimming, Miss Ann cannot contain her tears and is sent off by Miss Judith as well to remember happier times. As Judith stumbles up the stairs to her bedroom, the maid symbolically draws the curtain against the sunlight, while Judith says a final prayer, and it's over. Commence tears.

    To date, my viewing of Bette Davis films have been limited to her collaborations with Humphrey Bogart, but that's a total of six films, more than any other pairing with my favorite actor. Edward G. Robinson appeared with Bogey in five films, and one of them, "Kid Galahad" also featured Bette Davis, once again in a role showing many facets of her ability. Intrigued as I am with her performance in "Dark Victory", I'll be looking forward to more of her films.
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    Typical but classic 'weepie' (or 'women's film') from the late Thirties, a star vehicle for Bette Davis who was nominated for an Academy Award for her performance but didn't win (no matter, since she was Oscar-nominated a whopping eleven times in total and took home two such trophies during her career). Davis portrays a young wealthy woman who enjoys life in a frivolous manner, drinking, smoking and sporting too much, until she is diagnosed with a terminal illness that will kill her within a year. Instead of crying over it (which is left to the audience), she chooses to concentrate on the important things in life, finds love with the doctor examining her and keeps her dignity until the very (bitter) end, thus going out in a 'dark victory' in her acceptance of the inevitable as she embraces her death instead of needlessly living in fear for the unavoidable for the remainder of her days. The final scenes in which she says goodbye to her new husband as he leaves for a business trip while she, unknown to him, is in the final stages of her physical collapse – in order for him to remember her as she wants him to – is a serious tearjerking moment like only the Thirties could provide; hence the genre nickname 'weepies'. Despite the emphatically tragic occurrences and strong performances making it feel compelling, the general level of melodrama is overly high for many (male) audience members, which is a reason films like these were mainly marketed to the female spectators. Co-starring Humprey Bogart in a pre-Casablanca role, not as a bad guy in this case.
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    Out of all the films she made, Bette Davis thought this her finest role and greatest performance. That's a pretty big statement from a woman considered to be perhaps the finest screen actress of all time, and one who turned in countless excellent performances. Yet Davis is truly fantastic here, as is Irish actress Geraldine Fitzgerald in a supporting role. It's a pity that other elements of the film don't hold up as well today (or even back then) as the acting of Davis and Fitzgerald.

    At it's most basic, DARK VICTORY is pure melodrama. Society girl Judith Trahene, who spends most of her time riding horses and throwing wild parties, is shocked into discovering the true meaning of life when she finds out that she has an incurable brain tumour. At first, her doctor (George Brent, who falls in love with Davis) decides not to tell Davis the true extent of her illness after surgery (medical ethics are questionable here, yet it's a plot device). However, Bette finds out and, even though she does succumb, she dies gracefully, having some sort of "victory" over the dark.

    As I said earlier, Davis and Fitzgerald are magnificent. Fitzgerald gave two great supporting performances in 1939 (the other came in WUTHERING HEIGHTS) and I believe this lovely Irish lady would have walked away with Oscar (she was nominated for the Goldwyn film)had GONE WITH THE WIND not also premiered that year (Hattie McDaniel won the Oscar, in a tight race over Olivia de Havilland. Davis believed she deserved the Best Actress Oscar for this film, and while she is terrific, I feel Vivien Leigh was the rightful choice that year.

    So, let's look at the rest of the film. Brent was a frequent Davis co-star, and although he lacked good looks and a strong screen personality, he seemed to complement her well, and he is quite good in his role. Henry Travers appears briefly as Davis' life-long doctor who sadly cannot help her. Ronald Reagan has a small role as a playboy, and he doesn't have to do much except act tipsy. Bogart is terribly miscast-actually, I think it's the worst Bogart performance I have ever seen (though I have not yet caught up with the infamous SWING YOUR LADY or DOCTOR X, but do I really want to??). He's the horse trainer, Michael, and it's hard to believe Bogart could ever be ineffectual or cringe-worthy in a film, but watch this and find out.

    As for the technical elements, they are indeed well-polished yet not in the league of other films of that same great year. The script is reasonably strong, yet it has a few overly melodramatic moments that probably wouldn't have worked well in 1939, and definitely don't hold up well today.

    Greatest scene on the film? Fitzgerald and Davis in the garden.
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    It is strange how an unsuccessful play can sometimes be turned into a highly successful film. The best-known example is probably "Casablanca" which is generally regarded as one of the great classics of the American cinema, even though nobody would consider its original source, "Everybody Comes to Rick's", one of the great classics of the American theatre. (Indeed, the play has never been published and was first performed as recently as 1991).

    Similarly, the original stage version of "Dark Victory" only ran for a few weeks on Broadway, but Hollywood always recognises a good tear-jerking story when it sees one, and quickly snapped up the film rights. The plot is essentially that of "La Traviata" or, for that matter, that of "Love Story", which is perhaps the most famous cinematic treatment of this theme in recent decades, although it is far from being the only one. Indeed, in recent years terminal illness has become a stock cliché, the starting-point of all those "disease of the month" TV movies. In the thirties, however, the theme was perhaps rather more original than it would be today.

    The plot can be summarised as boy meets girl, boy marries girl, girl dies tragically but bravely of some fatal condition. The girl in this case is Judith Traherne, a spoilt, hedonistic socialite whose main interests in life are party-going and horse riding. The boy is Frederick Steele, the brilliant surgeon who operates on her when she is diagnosed with a brain tumour. The tumour, in fact, proves to be incurable, but Steele, who has fallen in love with his patient, pretends to her that the operation has been a success to allow them a short period of happiness together. A crisis, however, comes when Judith discovers that Steele has lied to her. The title is taken from a speech in which Judith declares that if she can face death with courage this will represent a "victory over the dark".

    It is said that Bette Davis considered this her best performance, although I would respectfully disagree; I found her better in some of her other films from around this period, such as "Jezebel" or "The Letter". She is, however, by far the best thing about this film, and succeeds in lifting it above the level of the run-of-the-mill weepie it could so easily have been. She was not the most naturalistic of actors, but her very theatrical style of acting, characterised by heightened emotions, fitted in well with the "filmed theatre" style of film-making which prevailed at this time, and she must be regarded as one of the leading screen actresses of the thirties and forties. (Whether her style of acting would fit in with modern styles of film-making is another matter altogether). The character of Judith goes through considerable development in the course of the film, from the spoilt little rich girl of the opening scenes to the strong, courageous, dignified woman of the later ones, so Davis was required to call on a considerable range of emotions.

    None of the other actors are as good as Davis. I was surprised to see a screen legend like Humphrey Bogart cast in the minor role of Michael, Judith's Irish groom who is secretly in love with her, especially as Bogart makes a hopeless attempt at an Irish accent. The role of Steele is a rather thankless one as he is less a character than an idealised archetype of the noble, idealistic doctor, and George Brent's performance is a rather stolid one. He does not bring much passion to the role, even though he and Davis were lovers in real life at the time they made this film. It might have been better if these two actors had switched roles; Brent, an Irishman by birth, would have had no problems with the accent, and Bogart might have made Dr Steele a more interesting figure.

    I must confess that tear-jerkers are not always my favourite movie genre; my view of "Love Story" is similar to Oscar Wilde's view of Dickens' "Old Curiosity Shop"- a man must have a heart of stone to be able to watch it without laughing. "Dark Victory" is a rather better film than "Love Story", although it does have its weaknesses. Nevertheless, I am surprised that it was nominated for an Oscar in 1939, a year which is sometimes regarded as the best in Hollywood's history, when some much better films, such as "Dodge City", missed out. 6/10
  • Warning: Spoilers
    Judith Traherne, under other circumstances, could be that unsympathetic rich bitch that parties hard, hasn't a care in the world, and is a victim of her own whims much like today's Paris Hilton. Of course, had this film been done today with the character molded after the blond twit, we would have not just hoped she met her maker but maybe spawned a hideous creature from inside that tumor growing inside her head and gone to Hell in a hand-basket. Instead, Judith is not without her good points -- she's flighty and impulsive but not a mean person. She has it all... until she begins to get those pesky fainting spells and persistent headaches.

    An actress who was at the top of her game at the time of the release of this movie, Bette Davis displays a marvelous gamut of emotions which layer her facial features and body language. This of course is crucial to understanding her character's psyche and if at times it seems a little overacted it's only because of the style of the times. Otherwise, her Judith rises above the male actors around her and comes to accept her destiny with beautiful dignity. Geraldine Fitzgerald, playing her friend and secretary Ann, is equally understated but moving as the one who stays by Judith's side. Both women reflect an interesting sisterhood about them; the transference of strength from one to the other is deeply affecting and one of quiet tears. Bette's final death scene is one of transcendent luminosity.

    Nominated for three Oscars including Best Picture, Actress and Music Score, DARK VICTORY found itself pinned under the massive competition that came out in 1939 and received not one, but stands today as one of Davis' quintessential pictures.
  • I can just imagine a young Ross Hunter sitting in a darkened movie palace in 1939, basking in the glow of the projector's light , watching DARK VICTORY unfold on the big screen.

    This Warner Brothers melodrama , a star vehicle for Bette Davis , no doubt highly influenced the enterprising nineteen year old future film producer who dominated the Nineteen Fifties and Sixties with lavish tearjerkers such as "Magnificent Obsession" and "Imitation of Life", among others.

    Movie soap operas have always been a sturdy Hollywood staple. Hugely popular , they have a direct trajectory to audiences' hearts, no matter how illogical and ridiculous the proceedings are. It's not my purpose to denigrate these movies as pure trash ; they are products of their time and serve a definite function as pure escapist entertainment. Many of them are extremely well made and very enjoyable. Some,like DARK VICTORY, give a great star an indelible moment to once again shine in the Hollywood firmament. Those old black and white shadows of a still young Bette Davis gracing the screen show a star at the height of her powers. Was she a great actress? You certainly can't take your eyes off her. That clipped way of talking, the shifting of the eyes, the very determined walk held Davis in good stead for nearly sixty years. She could look beautiful, she could look plain, all in a matter of minutes in the same movie. She smoked a cigarette and held a cocktail as if they were the greatest props ever invented. She infuses this hoary old chestnut with so much conviction that she picks the movie up by its dated bootstraps and commands your attention.

    The story of a wealthy heiress of a Long Island thoroughbred farm who discovers she is dying of a brain tumor is chock full of laughable moments. This was not so in 1939 when the film premiered. In hindsight, one can't help but watch this movie with a rueful eye, realizing how much society and culture has changed in over half a century. Some motion pictures remain classics no matter how much time has passed ; this is not one of them. But no matter : when Bette ascends that final staircase accompanied by Max Steiner's angelic choir, you're with her all the way.
  • Warning: Spoilers
    Judith Traherne (Bette Davis) is a self-absorbed socialite who dabbles in horses. When a surgeon (George Brent) discovers she has inoperable cancer, he opts not to tell her. Judith and the doctor fall in love and plan to marry, but his secret weighs heavily on his heart.

    This movie was a huge hit in 1939 and became the basis for countless clichéd, dying-but-brave-heroine stories. Davis is excellent as she evolves from snooty brat to sensitive wife and oozes screen charisma. The same cannot be said, unfortunately, for her costars: Brent is dull and lifeless and the two share no romantic chemistry, Humphrey Bogart is miscast as a humble, Irish stableman, and a boyish Ronald Reagan looks out of place as a rich playboy.

    Courage in the face of impending doom is a heart-tugging theme and Bette is superb, but the script is firmly set in the thirties with overly-melodramatic acting and music.
  • K3nzit3 January 2020
    I loved Bette Davis in 'All About Eve', but I did not like her here in this movie. She needed to be likeable as Judith, but wasn't. The story was not great either and the whole picture felt phony. In other words: Prognosis negative!
  • Not only is this sublime classic the greatest tear-jerker of all time (well, let's call it a tie with "Lassie Come Home"), it also contains one of the greatest performances ever given by Bette Davis. In the hands of a lesser actress this movie could have been a soppy pot-boiler. In the hands of Ms Davis it is close to being a masterpiece. If most of the supporting players can't match her it's no wonder - Bette is truly inspired here! The normally fine Geraldine Fitzgerald seems rather self-conscious in a difficult role (and an early one for her), and George Brent can't handle the really emotional stuff. But Bogart is stunning in that sexually charged scene with Bette in the stables. Ronnie doesn't have much to do, but Virginia Brissac is memorable as Martha and Henry Travers terrific as the old doctor.

    Above all this is the excellent direction of Edmund Goulding, the fine cinematography of Ernest Haller and the great music of Max Steiner. Sure, dying in real life is never this beautiful, but don't we all wish we could go out with the style that Bette Davis does? Be warned: the last 15 minutes of this film are almost torturously moving - but then ALL of "Lassie Come Home" is. And don't we just love a good cry!
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