Piccadilly




Director: Ewald Andre Dupont
Year: 1929
Rating: 8.0


Towards the end of the decade, Anna May Wong saw her career going nowhere in Hollywood being stuck in minor often stereotyped roles and so when a German producer asked her to cross the Atlantic and star in his film (Song) she jumped at the opportunity. With that film and another one for the same producer (Pavement Butterfly) she became a star on the Continent. She then went to England to act in Piccadilly directed by expressionistic German director Ewald Dupont. It is in many ways a remarkable film as it brings together the friction and frisson of class, exoticism and race into a boiling pot. It is a silent film right at the cusp of the onset of talking pictures and the lack of speech and the dramatic use of expressions and emotions plays right into Wong's acting strengths. She has numerous iconic scenes and moments in the film with her costumes, dancing and stunning lingering facial shots. When she is on the screen it burns, but when she isn't the film admittedly slumps to a slow crawl.




The film begins in style with the neon of London flashing in the night and the double-decker buses going by with the opening credits advertised on them. The Piccadilly nightclub is open for business with its swanky deco décor, the polished dance floor with couples moving in unison, gossip being traded in the lady's salon like an exotic currency, servile waiters always on hand and discreet assignations whispered intimately. The story begins with a dirty dish that eventually brings tragedy to all. A customer (Charles Laughton in a flash appearance early in his career) complains that his dish is dirty. The owner Valentine (Jameson Thomas whose pencil thin moustache appeared in a number of films in the 1930's usually as a dishonest cad) traces this to the scullery where he sees a slender Chinese dishwasher on top of a table performing a slinky dance for the amusement of her co-workers. He fires her.




The top attraction in his club is a professional dancing couple and the female Mabel (the Polish actress Gilda Gray, who earlier in her dancing career invented The Shimmy and the Voodoo Dance) is also Valentine's mistress. When business begins to slow down Valentine recalls that Chinese dishwasher and asks Shosho to dance at his club. She immediately sees opportunity and says she will in an exotic Thai influenced costume of her choosing - already beginning the dynamic of the female power play that she plays so well. She may be a young girl but they grow up fast in Limehouse, a neighborhood full of roughs, seedy bars, Chinese, sailors and women. She knows exactly what she wants and this is shown subtlety  - the closing of a door on her Chinese boyfriend and the handing off her key to Valentine. He is basically sex struck and enters her apartment as a fly into a parlor.




It is a wonderfully photographed film using close-ups to create beauty and drama and the crowd scenes in the Piccadilly and later in a Limehouse bar are kinetic as the camera swoons around capturing all forms of humanity and the contrast between the rich and the poor. In the Limehouse bar a black man is thrown out because he danced with a white woman and this is perhaps a sign that crossing races is dangerous and forbidden and one that Shosho ignores at her own peril.