After Tonight (1933)

"After Tonight" is a rather heavy-handed and sappy love story--the type that, thankfully, died off a long time ago. Constance Bennett plays a Mata Hari-type woman. She's spying for the Russians during WWI and is posing as an Austrian nurse. Gilbert Roland plays an Austrian spy smasher--a guy whose job is to locate and liquidate spies like her. However, two VERY mismatched pair ends up falling in love. Now this is all a bit hard to believe and melodramatic, but it COULD have worked. However, at the end, when she is discovered, the film degenerates into a juvenile mess--where a silly tacked on happy ending occurs even though it defies logic and ruins the film with sickening sentimentality. Even if Bennett and Roland gave it their best, this poorly written film was destined to be a silly mess...which it is. If it sounds like I really, really hated the film, you are right--mostly because the ending left me feeling like I'd wasted my time.Incidentally, about a decade after this film, Bennett and Roland married. They didn't stay married, but they married.

Constance Bennett was sublime in this. This film, unlike some others in which she starred, made it easy to see why she was a star. The plot is intriguing, if not overwhelmingly original, and the film is made very well. The theme song of the film, which Bennett sings (well), is memorable and sweet. Bennett is a glamour queen throughout and acts skillfully and pleasingly. The direction is overall excellent, the film moves at a brisk pace, and the sets and situations are not too stagy. It compares remarkably well to another spy melodrama of the period, Garbo's MATA HARI, and of the two, Bennett surprisingly comes out the winner (no disservice to the great Garbo intended, just some praise to the underrated and forgotten Bennett).

Like Dietrich (Dishonored) and Garbo (Mata Hari) before her, Constance Bennett finally got a chance to play a fascinating spy in "After Tonight". This was Constance's last picture under her RKO contract. At the time of it's release the film was a failure and RKO laid the blame at the feet of Constance Bennett. Isn't it always better to lay the blame at the feet of the departing star? However, looking at it now, Miss Bennett is one of the saving graces of the picture. Her performance is actually quite good and the production is well put together. The direction is a little sluggish at times and Gilbert Roland (who would marry Constance in 1940) is a little wooden. The ending comes as no surprise, but it was exactly what female audiences of the time expected from "women's pictures". They would attend a matinée, watch the heroine suffer through six or seven reels and then be presented with a happy ending. (How things have changed.) While not great, this movie is not that bad. The movie belongs to Constance Bennett and anyone who is a fan of hers should add this to their watch list if they have not already done so.

This is not a great film by any means, but is certainly worth seeing for the fine performance by Constance Bennett. The camera loves her and all the romance scenes play very well. Most viewers will find the ending kind of phoney but one has to assume that so much war time sex, romance and spying was more than the Code would allow, so a "wonderful coincidence" of an ending was almost a given!