Scaramouche / Scaramouche

Can you do the fandango?


All the fops love me. I am down with the fops.

I watched both versions of SCARAMOUCHE, the Metro silent and the MGM talkie. Fiona bailed on both after ten minutes apiece. You have to be in the right mood for fencing and foppery.


Rex Ingram helmed the 1923 version, starring his discovery Ramon Novarro and his wife Ellen Terry. It’s apparently more faithful to Rafael Sabatini’s novel, which one senses while watching because the plot makes sense and doesn’t depend on outlandish coincidence. Not so the remake.

Lewis Stone (below, left) is in both versions. I like when that happens. He’s the big baddie in the Ingram but is demoted to a lesser Frenchman in George Sidney’s 1952 swashbuckler. (It was seeing and enjoying Sidney’s KISS ME KATE that got me onto this SCARAMOUCHE kick.)


In the remake, the title character is actually a drunken, disfigured actor who wears a mask to perform. Stewart Granger steals his identity and we never see him again. The makeup, we are told, is created by William Tuttle. “Created,” you note. Not just slapped on. CREATED. Tuttle does that weird thing he does (his brushwork is very recognizable) where the lines of the face seem like whorls, layers of liquid solidified in the act of pouring on like thick cream.

The role is played by Henry Corden, and he’s uncredited. In the title role! Poor bastard. He actually IS Scaramouche. Granger just takes his name and costume, the cheeky sod.


The leads: in the silent, the cast are all equally decent and equally a bit miscast. Novarro reminds himself to laugh cynically upon occasion to remind us he was born with a sense the world was mad. In the Technicolor talkie, Stewart Granger is required to play the hero as a total dick for quite a lot of screen time. He does it with aplomb. Mel Ferrer is his opponent, and the plot has been rejigged to make their backstory suitable for contemporaries. Now, Ferrer’s character is also a dick, and one notices that he’s more than usually appealing in the role. In fact, either of these guys could have played the baddie, but neither is right for the hero. They have a kind of charisma but not a likability. I never really noticed Ferrer’s charisma anywhere else because the prevailing feeling was that I didn’t like him. Being a villain liberates him.


Kudos to those two lugs also for committing to the really terrific duels, which Sidney shoots like musical numbers, sweeping crane shots broken up with a few static compositions that pop in contrast. The business looks physically exhausting and a little risky. The final sword fight is supposed to be the longest ever, but doesn’t feel protracted, just satisfyingly thorough. PRINCESS BRIDE fans may notice a bit of business.


Much of the deforming of the storyline seems to be intended to favour Eleanor Parker as “Lenore,” a role seemingly created especially for her (note the name). The equivalent role in the silent is a fairly small bit by comparison. But the real female lead is Janet Leigh (above), the only American cast who doesn’t bother trying to change her natural accent, and as a result the most natural player in the film (Nina Foch does wonders, though, as Marie Antoinette). Best scene is probably Granger hitting on Leigh and then discovering she’s his long-lost sister. Well-played, Jimmy! (Granger’s birth name was Jimmy Stewart, which for obvious reasons he had to change, but everyone still called him Jimmy. Why didn’t he choose Jimmy Granger?)


Both movies showcase dramatic glass shots.

As mentioned in comments earlier, the MGM movie surprisingly omits the French Revolution, which is built up to and then dropped as an apparently still-hot potato. Structurally, this is acceptable because it allows the movie to climax with the splendid duel, but it does seem to imply that the (off-screen) King’s democratic compromises were successful in appeasing the people. The Metro version takes the more mature line that the Revolution was good but the Rein of terror bad, but this means that it kind of lacks a strong ending, fizzling out with the hero and his new-found family simply running away. But it finds a more satisfying fate for its bad guy (whereas Mel Ferrer simply evaporates, an odd result in a film driven entirely by the hero’s thirst for revenge).

A new version could be interesting. Neither movie quite joins the dots between the hero’s politics, his revenge quest and his career as a clown, whereas the first sentence of Sabatini’s book already gives me confidence that he’s working on a Unified Theory of Revolutionary Swashbuckling.


In the 70s, when Richard Lester was having a lot of success with, broadly speaking, this kind of material, Dustin Hoffman, of all people, approached him with the idea of a remake. Part of his obsession with playing superannuated students, I guess. Lester met him and they got on well, but politely declined the job, feeling that Hoffman’s perfectionism and we might call his own kick-scramble-bollocks approach were ill-matched and bound to end in heartache or nervous breakdowns.


9 Responses to “Scaramouche / Scaramouche”

  1. david wingrove Says:

    Love both of these films. But on balance I prefer the first version because (as you say) it’s closer to Sabatini’s novel and Ramon is easily the cutest revolutionary on record!

  2. Edging in ahead of Admiral Ackbar.

  3. La Faustin Says:

    Mel Ferrer not likeable?! I had a childhood crush on him in LILI and he’s adorable in Ray’s BORN TO BE BAD (see The Siren:

  4. Maybe I’m tuned to dislike him because he seems to have been not an ideal husband to La Audrey. I’ve seen Bord to Be Bad (“It certainly was!” said Ray) but can’t remember a thing about it except the pleasingly unconventional ending.

    Lili gives him one note to harp on, so although it’s a sympathetic note it gets a bit monotonous.

    Michael Powell was dismissive of his contribution to Oh… Rosalinda!! but I find him quite fun in that.

  5. Granger also did the Technicolor remake of “Prisoner of Zenda”, which was slavishly exact except for villain casting that threw the whole thing off: Fun-loving rascal Doug Fairbanks Jr. replaced by smug mastermind James Mason; snarling and imperious Raymond Massey replaced by a journeyman thoroughly overshadowed by Mason. Again, Lewis Stone starred in the silent version and dropped in for a fleeting part as a cardinal.

  6. I’m definitely running Zenda soon (the Ingram).

    Lewis Stone must have had a cunning agent.

  7. “Face of Fu Manchu” commentary says that Louis Mayer was so impressed with Stone’s work he gave him a lifetime contract, which post-Mayer management preserved.

    Between the Hardy films and his sheer longevity, Stone was an institution — like Lionel Barrymore, but less cranky — and his patriarchal presence in titles he previously starred in gave MGM’s remakes a claim of pedigree.

    The silent version is stylish and at least nods to more elements from the book, but it’s just a hair generic in contrast to the Colman version, where nearly everything is iconic.

  8. I believe Richard Arlen had some kind of similar deal at Paramount. Having been a god sport about something, he had his pick of the supporting roles in perpetuity. He used his powers fairly sparingly, if that’s true.

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