Parnell was notorious in its day for being Clark Gable's biggest bomb, but the name means virtually nothing to movie fans today. Usually, a film like Parnell lives on because its financial notoriety indicates that it has "something" -- an ambitious story that audiences rejected, or, more often, something deliciously awful that makes it fun to watch, at least for a while. Parnell, however, deserves to be forgotten. It's simply a bad film, and a dull one at that. There are some good things in it. The sets and costumes are lavish, the work of creative people who fortunately were not hemmed in by the convoluted and boring screenplay or the plodding direction. The supporting players also come off well, especially Edna May Oliver and Edmund Gwenn. But Myrna Loy and Alan Marshal are defeated by their material; any film which makes Loy appear uninteresting is a film with big troubles. And Gable is simply miscast, with a wretched accent that comes and goes -- and one wishes it would just keep on going right off the screen and into oblivion. The star tries, but he's clearly not at ease in the part and only on rare occasions is able to bring any of his considerable star quality to the front. Even with better casting in the title role, however, the painful (and inaccurate) screenplay and John M. Stahl's sleepy direction would have brought Parnell down.
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Product Details
Release Date: | 05/13/2014 |
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UPC: | 0888574038809 |
Original Release: | 1937 |
Rating: | NR |
Source: | Warner Archives |
Sales rank: | 29,951 |