Movie Review: Now,
Voyager (1942)
by William
R Alford
Now,
Voyager (1942)
Format: VHS -NTSC
Starring: Bette Davis, Paul Henreid, Claude Rains
Director: Irving Rapper
A classic late bloomer/ugly duckling story based upon
the novel by Olivia
Higgins Prouty. Charlotte Vale (Bette
Davis) is the unwanted
youngest daughter of a hypercritical, controlling Boston matriarch.
Concerned about Charlotte’s escalating anxious
reclusiveness, other family members summon a psychiatrist (Claude
Rains) to surreptitiously evaluate her. The empathetic Dr. Jaquith
quickly perceives the unhealthy situation and whisks the frumpy auntie
away to a sanitarium set on a sprawling, bucolic campus.
Resistant and utterly lacking
in confidence, Charlotte is patiently
nudged to discover her potential. Shedding several dress sizes, we find
her transformed into an elegant, refined and lovely [albeit shaky]
lady. For the rest of the film, Oscar-winning costume designer Orry-Kelly
drapes the actress in one gorgeous
outfit after another,
helping the 5-foot-2-inch actress fill the screen – as if her dynamic
persona
were not enough.
When her treatment is done,
rather than immediately returning to the
toxic mother, Charlotte is booked on a long pleasure cruise to
South America. While aboard, she meets Jerry (Paul Henreid,) a charming
young architect who is languishing in an unhappy marriage. They indulge
in a short-lived romance, both gallantly agreeing to break it off for
the sake of Jerry’s daughters -- one of whom is also unwanted by the
mother.
Upon her return to Boston,
Charlotte’s newfound confidence, poise and
grace create quite a sensation. She is also finally able to stand up
to her mother. Seeing the similarity to her own past, Charlotte
resolves to take Jerry’s timid and bespectacled daughter under her
wing, who shortly begins to blossom.
The positive message of placing
others’ interests above one’s own
immediate gratification is commendable enough. Additionally, the
constructive depiction of mental health treatment and facilities is
refreshing, especially when considering that this movie was made in the
early 1940s.
This is the first, but will
certainly not be the last recommended film
starring Bette Davis. Her range and ability to
convey a multiplicity of thoughts/emotions are second to none. [It
would take many paragraphs to describe what Miss Davis can show in a
mere moment of acting.] In this film, she convincingly incarnates
a
dowdy middle-aged shrinking violet, an adorable/defiant teenager and a
refined lady of elegance.
Warning: may cause the occasional lump in the
throat.
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