The Devil and Daniel Webster (aka All That Money Can Buy) (William Dieterle, 1941) I've known about this film for years, because it was the film that won composer Bernard Herrmann his only Oscar for Best Score ("of a Dramatic or Comedy Picture"), over 19 other scores nominated that year, including his own music from Citizen Kane.
The score is the stand-out element of the movie, with Herrmann accompanying the presence of "Mr. Scratch" with a particularly saw-toothed violin jig that raises the hair on the back of your neck. It is for sure that Academy voters had never heard anything quite like it, even if it did include some American folk-tunes (including "Pop Goes the Weasel!"). I was well acquainted with the music before I could track down the actual film.
It tells the story of Jabez Stonr (James Craig) a farmer, not making it in 1840 New Hampshire, who sells his soul to the Devil (Walter Huston) for seven years of prosperity, which he gets, along with a swelled head, the enviousness of the community, and a reputation as a cruel businessman and a cool husband. Still, he is prominent enough to make the acquaintance of Daniel Webster (Edward Arnold), famed orator, lawyer and politician—who has (so far) resisted Scratch's offer to make him President of the United States. But, as the contract date comes near, Mr. Scratch doubles down on the offer, tempting Jabez for the soul of his new-born son. Stone turns to Webster for legal help with the Devil, naturally.
The Devil and Daniel Webster, adapted from the Stephen Vincent Benet's 1936 short story published in The Saturday Evening Post, had a checkered history at the studio, though. After doing less than blockbuster
business, RKO Studios cut it by 20 minutes and released it with a sexier, less
folksy ad campaign (see right) under the name All That Money Can Buy,
which would seem to celebrate the profligate life-style its protagonist comes to regret wishing for in the film, rather than the
altruistic, socialist one ultimately preached.
It seems that Jabez
Stone only really finds redemption until he's joined the Grange. I may
be revealing the ending here, but, really, the outcome is inevitable
considering the extraordinarily heavy hand that is used to show the
tyrannies of wealth, lust, and greed that are the by-products of selling
your soul to the Devil. Fortunately, the great orator Daniel Webster
is around to plead the case for the defense when a breach of contract
occurs. Usually these scenes are the highlights, but in this film it's a
disappointment.
Even though played vigorously (by the least likely
actor, Edward Arnold,
well-known for playing power-brokers and fascists in many a movie) the
Webster homilies that are spun are so much sentimental goo and would
curl the lip of Aimee Semple McPherson, much less the hardened denizens of Hell that make up the jury in the matter. Even Frank Capra
must have rolled his eyes. But Dieterle seems to have shirked those
sections to go all-out for his scenes with The Devil. Mr. Scratch's
entrances are extravaganzas with light and smoke, he has the best lines
(of course), and a truly creepy performance by Walter Huston (John's
dad) with maliciously twinkling eyes, and a smile that's so broad that
it may turn feral at any moment. Huston is the thing to see in this
film, although Jane Darwell (Ma Joad from The Grapes of Wrath) and Simone Simon (just before she became big with Cat-People) do wonders with their material as well.
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