David Lloyd George + Ivor Novello: Wales Movie Classics Festival

Between Oct. 25–28, Aberystwyth’s National Library of Wales and the Aberystwyth Arts Centre will host the newly created film festival Fflics – Wales Screen Classics. Fflics will screen about 30 silent and sound films from the “nitrate era” – the 1890s to the early 1950s – created by or featuring Welsh talent, or depicting different facets of Welsh life.

The festival will open with a screening of a restored print of John Ford’s 1941 Academy Award winner How Green Was My Valley (top photo), the tale of a family of miners in a small Welsh town. In the mostly Anglo-Irish cast: Walter Pidgeon (the lone Canadian), Maureen O’Hara, Roddy McDowall, John Loder, Anna Lee, Academy Award winner Donald Crisp, Sarah Allgood, Barry Fitzgerald, and Patric Knowles. Philip Dunne (later the director of Ten North Frederick and Blue Denim) adapted Richard Llewellyn’s novel to the screen.

Say what you will about How Green Was Valley – the film that beat the revered Citizen Kane at that year’s best picture Oscar race – but Arthur Miller’s cinematography is nothing short of superb.

“Steeped in Celtic rheumy-eyed romanticism and peopled with staples of Ford’s usual Irish screen ‘stock company,’” says film historian Dave Berry’s in his highly readable (and informative) program notes, “the film – laden with five Oscars – tells its story in extended flashback through the eyes of a boy now grown old. Young Huw’s world never quite existed, but Ford, the incorrigible mythologist, achieves superb idyllic moments, yet contentiously dilutes the politics after Fox ditched plans for Tyrone Power to play the adult Huw.”

Though better known for his stage work than for his movies, Cardiff-born Ivor Novello actually starred in quite a few motion pictures in the 1920s and early 1930s. (The Fflics website calls him “Britain’s biggest male box office star” of the ’20s.) Two little-seen Novello films will be shown at Fflics: Louis Mercanton’s French-made “tale of illicit romance and tragedy,” L’Appel du sang / Call of the Blood (above, 1919), which marked the actor’s film debut, and Graham Cutts’ The Rat (1925), which is based on a play by Constance Collier – and which sounds quite a bit like Alfred Hitchcock’s To Catch a Thief. Mae Marsh, the heroine of numerous D.W. Griffith films, co-stars. (Marsh and Novello had previously worked together in Griffith’s The White Rose in 1923.)

Among other festival highlights is a screening of British pioneer Maurice Elvey’s long-thought lost The Life Story of David Lloyd George (1918), with live musical accompaniment by Neil Brand, hailed as “one of the world’s great silent movie pianists.”

According to Berry, this controversial portrayal of David Lloyd George (played by Norman Page, above), Britain’s (Welsh) prime minister during World War I, “must rank as among the most ambitious and accomplished British films of the silent years. It certainly boasts the most bizarre and ill-fated history[:] vanished for 76 years [it was confiscated for political reasons] and was re-discovered by the Wales Film and TV Archive in 1994 and later dubbed by film historian Kevin Brownlow ‘the find of the century.’” This epic’s running time is a long 152 minutes.

Also in the cast: Alma Reville (later the wife and collaborator of Alfred Hitchcock) and Ernest Thesiger (later the mad collaborator of Dr. Frankenstein).

Another important screening is that of Proud Valley (1940). Directed by the independent-minded Pen Tennyson, who campaigned for the nationalization of the British film industry, and starring Paul Robeson, Proud Valley deals with labor relations and – tangentially – with the issue of racism in the Welsh mines.

The festival will also present several shorts directed by Welsh film pioneer Arthur Cheetham. That program will have live piano accompaniment by Paul Shallcross.

Also, Carol Reed’s The Stars Look Down (1939), with Michael Redgrave (right), Margaret Lockwood, and Emlyn Williams; Irving Rapper’s adaptation of Emlyn Williams’ The Corn Is Green (above, 1945), with a somewhat miscast Bette Davis, a woefully miscast Jon Dall, and a perfectly cast Joan Lorring (the 1979 George Cukor-directed made-for-TV version, starring Katharine Hepburn, was much better); Emlyn Williams and Russell Lloyd’s The Last Days of Dolwyn (1949), with Williams, Edith Evans, and Welsh newcomer Richard Burton; King Vidor’s watchable The Citadel (1938), with competent if uninspired performances by Robert Donat and Rosalind Russell; and Charles Frend’s delightful A Run for Your Money (1949), with a top-notch cast that includes Donald Houston, Moira Lister, Alec Guinness, and Joyce Grenfell.

The closing night film is Michael Powell and Emeric Pressburger’s wartime drama The Life and Death of Colonel Blimp (1943), one of the few Powell/Pressburger films I haven’t seen, and which stars Welsh actor Roger Livesey as said Colonel. Livesey is hardly one of my favorite performers – Berry appropriately describes him as “fruity-voiced and nasal” – and the same goes for co-star Anton Walbrook. Leading lady Deborah Kerr, however, is one of the very best.

Another good thing going for Colonel Blimp: Winston Churchill tried to “quash it or veto its export lest it affect the morale of soldiers and would-be recruits.” It’s always a good sign whenever politicians – or any special interest group – try to ban or censor a work of art or any creative endeavor, especially when the work in question is considered detrimental to either a people’s morals or a people’s morale.

Unfortunately, I can’t make it to Wales in the next couple of weeks, but I’ll try to catch The Life and Death of Colonel Blimp on DVD. And here’s hoping that The Life Story of David Lloyd George will hit these shores sometime soon.

And while I’m at it..

Highly recommended: Paul Turner’s beautiful 1992 anti-war drama Hedd Wyn (above), written by Alan Llwyd, and starring a flawless Huw Garmon in the title role. Nominated for a best-foreign language film Academy Award, Hedd Wyn is, in my invariably humble opinion, one of the best movies of the 1990s.

Note: I’d like to thank Broadcastellan‘s Harry Heuser for the heads up about Fflics.