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| Starring: Charles Laughton, John Mills, Brenda De Banzie, Daphne
Anderson, Prunella Scales, Richard Wattis, Derek Blomfield Directed by: David Lean |
Theatrical release: 1954
DVD release: 2009
Released by: The Criterion Collection Dolby Digital 2.0 mono
Fullscreen |
Mention director David Lean and one will
most probably think of a big Technicolor epic, usually Lawrence of Arabia (1962) or
Doctor Zhivago (1965). Those are magnificent movies to be sure, but Lean essayed
many other types of film during his career, even venturing twice into comedy, once for Blithe
Spirit (1945) and again, in 1954, for this delightful comedy of manners. Themes on
which Lean was always keen were class inequality and struggle. In Hobsons Choice,
based on the play by Harold Brighouse, he treats them with both barbed and pratfall humor.
Charles Laughton, nearing the end of this career, plays
Henry Hobson, a bootmaker of some renown in late-19th-century England, who has been
widowed and left with three grown daughters. He runs his shop like a despot, expecting his
offspring to clean up the messes he often makes while out drinking until closing time. The
eldest, Maggie (Brenda De Banzie), suddenly takes things into her own hands, stating that
she is marrying Hobsons best bootmaker, William Mossop (John Mills), and moving out
to open a new shop. The night before the wedding, Hobson drinks way too much and falls
down the grain shaft of an anti-drinking establishment. Hes sued and must go back to
Maggie for help. She manipulates the situation so that he has "Hobsons
choice" -- in other words, no choice at all.
Laughtons acting is bigger than life in this movie,
yet not without nuance; Mills is winning as an uneducated man who is willing to be
manipulated by Maggie to better himself; and De Banzie is a whirlwind of energy and
organization. One of the great talents of this film is offscreen, and thats Sir
Malcolm Arnold (then just Malcolm Arnold), the composer of the singularly effective score.
Arnold keeps the humor of the movie going by using tunes that seem derived from the dance
hall. The partnership between Laughton and Arnold is uncanny. When Hobson gets drunk on
that fateful night, he staggers out of the pub to see the full moon staring up at him from
a pool of water left amongst the cobblestones by a passing shower. As he drunkenly tries
to find the moon, which of course eludes him, Arnold speaks musically for the man.
Theres no dialogue. Theres no need with two talents like Laughton and Arnold
in partnership. Its a classic comedy scene that can be viewed over and over again.
The photography for Hobsons Choice was
achieved by Jack Hildyard, who lavished the same care on it that he might have given to
some great psychological drama. In fact, were it not for Arnolds music, the opening
drawback shot of a rain-swept street transitioning into an interior pan of the shoes in
the darkened shop might have seemed like the opening of a Hitchcock mystery. Hildyard used
shadow and light in a magnificent, non-apologetic manner, and the crisp, restored,
perfectly contrasted Criterion transfer preserves his intent faultlessly. The remastered
soundtrack does very well with Arnolds music and is superb with the dialogue. There
is often a tendency to dismiss any sound that isnt stereo, not to mention surround,
as ancient, weak, and musty, but this boisterous soundtrack reminds us that the correct
use of mono sound could produce some marvelous results.
There are not too many extras, but they are good ones.
Theres a very entertaining audio commentary track from Alain Silver and James
Ursini, the co-authors of David Lean and His Films. They obviously know their topic
well and take great relish in sharing their knowledge. Also included is The Hollywood
Greats: Charles Laughton, made in 1978, which pulls no punches in telling about
Laughtons homosexuality and the meaner side of his nature. A theatrical trailer and
a thorough booklet essay by Armond White complete the extras.
Hobsons Choice is an on-the-surface trifle
made by a master filmmaker. One can laugh at it again and again, and pick up deeper
meaning with each repeated viewing. When compared and contrasted with the directors
better-known Lawrence and Zhivago, one can marvel at David Leans
flexible mastery of the film experience. |