|Released by Warner Brothers | Directed By Ray Enright
Proof That It’s Pre-Code
- Blackface galore, and plenty of ugly racial politics to boot.
- “Silly arse.”
- A woman wants a man who treats her rough.
- “If he’s Dawn’s father, he must be your husband.” [laughter]
Golden Dawn: Subjugation with a Smile
“Has it ever occurred to you, Dawn, that your father might have been… a white man?”
Here’s the opening title from Golden Dawn, a 1930 film that reverberates with ugly racism:
Based on an operetta and set at a remote East African outpost, Golden Dawn is the story of a white girl named Dawn (Vivienne Segal) raised by a black tribe and the white man (Watler Woolf) who loves her– but no one will let them get together since they think the white girl is just a pale skinned black. The local brutish slave runner, Shep Keyes (Noah Beery in terrible blackface), is all too happy to keep the lovers apart since that plays into his desires to rape the virginal Dawn. Boo, hiss. Keyes also switches between perfect English in singing to exaggerated dialect in dialogue, making the character doubly unappealing.
The British in the film are jovial lots, happy to keep the natives down and seeing their tendency for human sacrifice a necessary thing to let them do to keep their power over them. The natives– notably the only speaking ones are white actors in black face– are bound by what the witch doctor says, all too willing to fall for bullying or manipulation so long as Mobungu, their god, condones their actions.
So I’ve mentioned this several times before on the site, but it bears repeating– sound technology in the early 30s was crap at capturing high pitched singing. Which, of course, are what primarily comprise operettas, and made worse since the songs themselves are so dense with character feelings so if you can’t understand them, you’re missing about half the show. And, weirdly, when a character sings, everyone else sits around and watches them do so– odd since they’re expressing heartfelt feelings so intimately and then you have characters nodding and smiling nearby. A hallmark of stage operettas, it doesn’t work well here, adding another layer of falseness onto a mess of white adventure myths too knotty to fully untangle.
The only songs worth a damn come from the film’s supporting cast of comedic characters, which make up about half the cast. These include Lupino Lane as an amazingly skilled dancer and the pairing of Marion Byron and Lee Moran as a mismatched couple who clearly are both missing something the other wants. Luckily, someone has the foresight of putting the best part of the film on YouTube. No regrettable racial politics here, just good old fashioned rough sexual desires expressed through song and an Apache dance:
As well as racist, the film has a problem with misogyny. I know, shocking. The black woman who raised Dawn, Mooda (Alice Gentle), is revealed to have stolen the child from a white man that she was in love with and then had her married to Mobungu to keep her away from all other men– cue evil laugh. Shep has no problem with what Mobungu wants, which is probably why when he gets tossed on a funeral pyre at the end, the drought that had been plaguing the film’s third act finally lifts.
The movie, unsurprisingly for a 1930 film, is mostly medium shots and pretty leaden ones at that. Stock footage of a real African village is poorly matched with the backlot, and most musical numbers are left to linger on the screen so that the audience doesn’t have to worry about any visual dynamism interrupting their naps.
No one comes out rosy in the film, both by its clunky design and poor plotting. The film’s hero, Tom, is one of those foppish British adventurer types who we are told more about than demonstrated anything about. One character looks at him and nods,
“He has what the Americans would call ‘sex appeal’!”
Bah. Golden Dawn, outside of maybe five minutes of comedic subterfuge, is ripe for parody. It’s a damning reminder of the colonial arrogance that puffed up white countries less than a century ago, and how those presumptions led to so much ugliness since. It’s a time capsule of attitudes that still haunt us today– and should be extinguished with all due haste.
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Trivia & Links
- Originally filmed in two-strip Technicolor, but only survives in black and white prints. It’s okay, though, since the New York Times review mentions that the color for the film was awful, making natives look pink and skin color fluctuate for everyone throughout.
- Glenn Erickson, the DVD Savant, calls the plot, “racist claptrap far beneath all consideration”, but also advocates seeing and understanding it:
Dressing up all this pious racism with operetta songs only adds to the overall tastelessness, advancing Golden Dawn to a top roost in the Camp Riot sweepstakes. Obviously, the only public place something like this could be shown would be a school situation, or a venue where it could be preceded by a tall stack of disclaimers; I have African-American friends that I’m sure wouldn’t find it the least bit amusing. Then again, the PC practice of sweeping things like this under the rug needs to stop. Old movies with offensive racial content have almost disappeared from view. Hollywood shows like Golden Dawn have been out of sight and out of mind since at least the 1970s. If we want to understand where racism comes from, and why it remains in the cultural mainstream, bizarro evidence like Golden Dawn needs to be kept accessible.
- In a coupling of universal harmony, ‘Golden Dawn’ is also the name of a racist, far right Greek political party.
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