After Tonight (1933)

People are voting emotionally.

I don't have all the words right now but this film is a work of art.

Admirable film.

Blistering performances.

The idea of a spy falling in love with one of the enemy is a literary cliché and has been used in the movies since the silent era. It is full of dramatic possibilities, but always faces the difficulty of resolving in the end the contest between loyalty and love. In this film, the problems are compounded by having Mexican-American Gilbert Roland portraying the Austrian counterintelligence agent with his Spanish accent intact, up against the all-American Constance Bennett as a Russian spy during what appears to be WW1. The two gradually fall in love without knowing each other's true identity. Despite the obvious drawbacks, all involved carry it off very well.There are really two ending. The first, when they finally confront each other and reveal their true identities is dramatic, exciting and with a final surprising twist. The second is far-fetched and less satisfying. If you eliminate the final 5 minutes, the film is well-worth watching.

I would rate this film as a competent time killer, something that Depression audiences went to see to forget about their troubles for an hour or so and which we small screen home viewers can watch to slip out of contemporary reality and give our brains a break. Constance Bennett occupies space attractively and goes through the motions of "acting" in her role as a coolheaded (and well dressed) spy operating behind Austro-Hungarian lines for the Russians in World War I. It's fun and intriguing to watch her collect and pass on her secret messages, all the while growing ever closer romantically to a spy-hunting Austrian military official (Gilbert Roland). An extremely contrived ending perfectly suits this confection.

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!