One of the earliest mega-cast wonders It's safe to say that the all-star cast of "Dinner at Eight" was bigger, in its time, than almost any movie made since, but since it's virtually three generations earlier than most movies made today, many of the names are not familiar to most modern movie-goers. And that's a shame. I enjoy a lot of movies just because I like watching great actors at work. "Ocean's Eleven" is a trifle, but it's a trifle with George Clooney, Brad Pitt, Matt Damon, Andy Garcia, Julia Roberts, Don Cheadle, and so on. "The Sting" would have been a very good movie even without Robert Redford, Paul Newman, and Robert Shaw; include them and the top-drawer supporting cast, and it's a classic. Ditto for "12 Angry Men" (Henry Fonda, Lee J. Cobb, Ed Begley, E.G. Marshall), "Casablanca" (Humphrey Bogart, Ingrid Bergman, Paul Henried, Claude Rains, Syndey Greenstreet, Peter Lorre, Cuddles Sakall) and on and on. I'd say the cast of "Dinner at Eight" was even bigger than "Casablanca" -- both Lionel and John Barrymore (Lionel and Ethel both won Oscars, but the consensus of the time was that John was the best actor, and this movie is Exhibit 1), Oscar laureates Wallace Beery and Marie Dressler (could a 65-year-old veteran be first-billed in today's youth-obsessed Hollywood? Not likely.), Jean Harlow (Marilyn was never like this), and Billie Burke (it's not clear whether she's the good witch or the bad witch).
The "madcap" hub of the plot is Ms. Millicent Jordan's (Burke) plan to have a large dinner party, a custom of New York high society not interrupted by the Great Depression, featuring the elusive Ferncliffes, visiting America from London. To round out the table settings, she invites Carlotta Vance (Dressler), an aging actress now relying on soured business investments to support her during the hard times; an American stage actor (John Barrymore), as a natural complement to Miss Vance; and a ruthless tycoon (Beery) as a favor to her husband (Lionel Barrymore), who needs help saving his shipping company, unbeknownst to Ms. Jordan, who is reluctant to invite a man married to a low-class woman (Harlow). That's not the end of things she doesn't know -- her daughter is romantically linked to the actor, even though he is old enough to be her father -- or older. The family doctor (Edmund Lowe) rounds out the dinner guests. There are other unknown connections between the guests that create the dramatic tension up until the cast finally sits down for dinner in the last scene.
The plot, or plots, of "Dinner at Eight" are just a frame on which to hang an excellent suite of set pieces. One of the finest is John Barrymore's self-destruction as he is forced to reckon with the end of his acting career, cruelly spelled out for him by his agent (Lee Tracy). There are also several opportunities to enjoy Beery and Harlow behind the masquerade of marital bliss. And last (literally) but not least is the coda scene between Harlow and Dressler, who performs one of the finest double-takes in the history of cinema.
This movie reminded me of many subsequent classic movies, and wondering whether the performers there were influenced by "Dinner at Eight". Was Ray Milland channeling John Barrymore's senseless drunk in "The Lost Weekend"? Did Broderick Crawford and Judy Holliday study Beery and Harlow to prepare for "Born Yesterday"? Did Gloria Swanson owe something to Dressler for "Sunset Boulevard"? The style of cinema in the 1930s, especially the early 30s, takes some getting used to. Talkies were still in their infancy and there was much less background music than films just a decade later, let alone today, and scenes were usually shot with one stationary camera. You should see "Dinner at Eight" more than once (I'm writing this review after the second time I saw it) and see if it grows on you. Much of the pre-Code dialogue will surprise and amuse you. The DVD also features a short film about Jean Harlow (hosted by Sharon Stone -- a protégé?), and a one-reel satire (from Warner Bros., of course!) that picks mercilessly on the characters from the longer movie.
This movie is much more than an historical curiosity, though it is that too. But it's as entertaining as "It Happened One Night", "Mutiny on the Bounty", and several other treasures from the protoplasmic days when movies were starting to become more than stage plays on a flat screen. If you haven't seen this yet, you've missed something good. Why not have your own dinner party and show this afterward?