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Joel McCrea
Fay Wray
Leslie Banks
Released by RKO | Directed by Irving Pichel & Ernest B. Schoedsack
Run time: 62 minutes

Proof That It’s a Pre-Code Film

  • Shrunken heads, taxidermied bodies, and death galore. Clearly a movie about a guy who gets his jollies from murder.
  • Our hero kills several dogs.
  • Someone in white face! Man, never thought I’d get to put that in here. Anyway, more about it down in Trivia.

The Most Dangerous Game: A Wild Ride

“This world is divided into two kinds of people: the hunter, and the hunted.”

Goddamn, this movie is fun. RKO’s The Most Dangerous Game, came out during a brief creative zenith at the studio. David O. Selznick and Marian C. Cooper helmed some of the studio’s splashiest and most daring projects, from Little Women to King Kong. This one is a bit more of a lark, but that’s just because it’s a tight little action thriller that’s about as precisely engineered as any given roller coaster.


“Uh, Joel? You want to…? He’s not letting go.”

Bob (Joel McCrea) is a big game hunter who jovially tells his friends how happy he is that he’s never been the prey when the irony gods swoop in and wreck his ship. He’s the only survivor and discovers on the nearby island a massive, foreboding fortress. He finds a second pair of castaways, brother and sister Martin (Robert Armstrong) and Eve (Wray). Martin is a drunk, but Eve’s picked up the nasty intentions of their host, the hunter Zaroff (Banks) who has a habit of massaging the scar that snakes down his face whenever he gets a little too excited. And he’s got a thing for excitement.

The Most Dangerous Game is obviously one of the most famous (and most “in the public domain”) works of Western literature– hell, I know I read it in high school. There have been dozens of adaptations and reworkings of it on radio as well as big screens and small, all of vastly varying quality. But this 1932 version may have the most going for it.


“Hmm, that just made me… quiver.”

First is the distinct lack of frills– it’s a fairly straightforward version of the story, with an added tinge of sex thrown in. And I do mean sex here– Zaroff’s philosophy of infatuation is best articulated when his eyes gloss over and he declares: “The blood is quickened by the kill. One passion builds upon another. Kill, then love! When you have known that, you have known ecstasy.” Eve’s eyes affect a much less glossy texture here as it becomes clear that she is a different kind of quarry for Zaroff.

Second is the bluntness of the dialogue. It’s not exactly poetry, but it’s pulpy and quick. As Bob begins to let his guard down to Zaroff during their first meeting, Eve butts in and carefully dances across the word danger with the utmost care. It’s so silly that it would take a nut not to notice, but Zaroff is so into himself he can barely see past the scar on his face. The moral question that Bob and Zaroff battle over– whether man should be hunted– is also bluntly and crudely dissected. Zaroff scoffs at Bob’s anger at the situation, hissing that Bob is, “One who does not follow their convictions to their logical conclusion.” The contention between the men is where the line of sport lies. Bob had already expressed his respect for the tiger he’d hunted– one wonders at the end if he managed to find any similar respect for Zaroff when all was said and done.


“The perfect picnic spot is around here somewhere…”

Last, the visual elegance of the picture is simply stunning. The creepy moors, the gothic fortress, and every detail down to the creepy knocker on Zaroff’s front door of a wounded monster preparing to make its way with a maiden layer the film. RKO was one of the most lavish studios at the time, and not a moment of this film seems confined to a set. The outdoors are expansive and filled with pitfalls, and the interiors likewise ooze atmosphere.

The acting is all fine. McCrea’s hunter, despite being the good guy, definitely sees no conflict in defending himself; a climactic fight sees him break a man’s back before he stabs another. He’s polite and good natured, and a little dense to be sure, but McCrea’s physicality and gee-shucks attitude works in harmony with his more ruthless instincts. Fay Wray, while certainly the objectified prize in this game, has some fun early on as the only person to pick up that something sinister is going on in this remote island fortress ruled by a crazy man who keeps massaging his scar while people are disappearing. And Leslie Banks’ Zaroff rivals Charles Laughton’s Moreau in Island of Lost Souls for sheer masochism. It’s a tightly controlled but enjoyably over the top performance– just crazy enough to be real.

There’s probably more I can squeeze out of this movie, but it’s one of those that probably doesn’t require much of a review in the first place. It’s a fun, compact thrill ride that doesn’t feel like it’s aged a day since release.


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Trivia & Links

  • Based on the short story “The Most Dangerous Game” by Richard Connell that had been first published in 1924. This film remains one of the most faithful adaptations, though it should be noted that the characters of Eve and Martin were added by the filmmakers.
  • The film’s original cut was at 78 minutes before trimming. A bit about the film’s pre-Code content and where some of that footage went from TCMDB:

It was also made before the Code was enforced so the film doesn’t flinch from depicting Zaroff as a sexual deviant whose bloodlust is aroused by the hunt. Nor does it ignore the more sadistic aspects of the story including one grotesque scene showcasing Zaroff’s trophy room complete with human heads mounted on the wall and floating in water filled tanks. According to IMDB, “The trophy room scenes were originally much longer: there were more heads in jars. But there was also an emaciated sailor, stuffed and mounted next to a tree where he was impaled by Zaroff’s arrow, and another full-body figure stuffed, with the bodies of two of the hunting dogs mounted in a death grip.”

  • The Most Dangerous Game was being filmed at the same time as King Kong at RKO. Noble Johnson, Steve Clemente, Wray, and Armstrong all appear in both films, while this film’s cinematographer/co-director, Ernest B. Schoedsack, also served similar duties on Kong. Both films also feature Max Steiner scores, Marian C. Cooper producing, and a number of identical jungle sets just for an added bonus.

“Wait, do you hear… spiders?!”

  • Noble Johnson, who plays Ivan, is actually a black actor in white face. Johnson had a very interesting career in Hollywood. He began in supporting roles in 1916, and would end up playing characters of many different races through the ensuing years. He set up his own production company that same year, the Lincoln Motion Picture Company, which would make films like The Realization of a Negro’s Ambition and A Man’s Duty. It was an all-black company, a rarity, but because their films could only be shown in black churches and in ‘Colored Only’ theaters, financing was shaky and the firm disbanded in 1921 after producing only five films. Johnson continued acting, appearing in silent films like The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse (1921) and The Thief of Baghdad (1924). He moved to sound films, appearing as Queequeg in Moby Dick (1930), as the Nubian in The Mummy (1932), and the native chief in King Kong (1933) and its sequel. He worked steadily until his retirement in 1950. Here’s a bit more detail at the African-American Registry.
  • The dogs who do Zaroff’s bidding were apparently Great Danes borrowed from Harold Lloyd.

Such an opening could not fail to hook the men who would soon create King Kong (1933), Merian C. Cooper and Ernest B. Schoedsack. Like Kong’s Carl Denham, these were men who would go to the ends of the earth to get a picture. They already had—in 1924, when with Marguerite E. Harrison they joined a migrating tribe to film one of the greatest silent documentaries, Grass (1925), the record of their hazardous six-week trek across the mountains of Iran. Even when they shifted to narrative films, Cooper and Schoedsack were led by the documentary impulse, shooting much of the footage for Chang (1927) in the jungles of Thailand. Geographically and cinematically, they were explorers.

Cooper, a pilot in the First World War, and Schoedsack, a news cameraman, were known for their reckless bravery. They met after the war, and within a few years were off on an expedition to film the farthest wonders of the earth. Often working as joint producers-directors, or with Cooper as producer and Schoedsack as director, they also worked together on The Four Feathers (1929), The Son of Kong (1933), Mighty Joe Young (1949), and—in collaboration with many others—the grand documentary This Is Cinerama (1952). If they caricatured themselves in the character of Denham, they also gave him the commercial savvy to realize that no matter how exotic the location and how dreadful the legend (as in Chang and Kong), there had to be “a girl in the picture.” What is debated in King Kong is taken for granted in the film they made right before it, an outright adventure film with no reflexive plot about making movies, The Most Dangerous Game (1932). Without thinking twice, they put a girl in the picture. And how.


“Nobody’s perfect… but that guy is nuts!”

  • A comparison between the different home video versions of this film from DVD Beaver.

I’ve read The Most Dangerous Game interpreted along homoerotic lines, what with Zaroff appealing to Rainsford to share in his perverse utopia. From this remove in time we’re more likely to wonder why Rainsford doesn’t simply pretend to join Zaroff’s Happy Hunting Club and then double-cross him at the first opportunity. Bob and Eve are released into the jungle wearing the clothes on their backs, while Zaroff appears suddenly wearing an all-black hunting getup. It’s not quite a kinky cat suit, but the effect is the same — the ‘real’ Zaroff is now out in the open, wearing his Freak Costume. […]

Does Zaroff play fair? The movie is critical of hunters, to be sure. By extension, it makes killing animals for sport seem all the more cruel and cowardly. Rainsford is let loose in an unfamiliar setting with only a knife, while Zaroff has his hunting bow and his servants as aides. When he can’t catch Rainsford, he switches to a high-powered rifle and looses a pack of hunting hounds. Despite Zaroff’s Chess-game talk about hunting a resourceful, thinking opponent, he didn’t really lay down any specific rules. Rainsford is reduced to little more than human prey.

In terms of film horror, The Most Dangerous Game is an almost pure expression of filmic sadism. Zaroff maintains a torture chamber for opponents that won’t play his game, and his secret trophy room is decorated with the decapitated heads of his victims. The two ghastly examples we see are more than adequate to push the movie into horror territory. We’re told (through the researches of the late George Turner) that the trophy room scene was originally much longer. Zaroff displays for his captives a couple of waxwork-like dioramas of earlier victims, telling the stories behind their horrible deaths. Deleted before release, this lost footage has joined the legendary Kong Spider Pit Scene in the dream imaginations of fans of movie horror.


  • Having just listened to Robert Graysmith’s excellent book, Zodiac, I can tell you that the notorious Zodiac Killer who stalked the San Francisco Bay Area was a big fan of this movie and may have modeled the costume he wore while committing murder at Lake Berryessa after Zaroff’s hunting outfit in this film. The Zodiac killer was also apparently a big fan of classic film, so, uh, I really wasn’t planning on sleeping tonight anyway, thanks.
  • Kristina sums up why Zaroff remains so creepy decades on:

The best horror monsters for my taste are the ones you could easily imagine living next door, and Zaroff is one of the best of that type. He’s said to sleep all day and hunt all night, like a vampire, but he’s really one of Hannibal Lecter’s relatives: refined, cultured, multi-talented, highly intelligent, even friendly and fair toward the adversary he respects. This sophistication is what makes it so terribly juvenile and disturbing the couple times he repeats McCrea’s sentences back in a mocking tone, and it reveals early on how unstable he is. Banks’ lopsided face was the result of paralysis from a real WW1 injury. The camera focuses on the “nice” side when it’s the Count, and on the scarred, drooping side when it’s the villainous hunter of men, frozen in wide-eyed maniacal trance and stroking his scar.

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Danny is a writer who lives with his lovely wife, adorable children, and geriatric yet yappy dog. He blogs at, a website dedicated to Hollywood films from 1930 to 1934, and can be found on Twitter @PreCodeDotCom.


Stan · September 16, 2016 at 8:27 pm

Danny, as your review was coming up, I was thinking that I would describe this film as ‘fun’ and sure enough so do you. You didn’t say much about Robert Armstrong, but this film was one of the rare occasions where I liked his character. He’s bumbling and pathetic, the perfect clueless drunk, which makes Zaroff’s hunting him, seem all the more cruel. Not unlike the brain dead hunters we have around here shooting the quails they’ve raised, most of them as tame as kittens…


storytellergirlgrace · September 17, 2016 at 12:42 am

Great review of a great movie! I loved the short story, but the additions of Martin and Eve add a new dimension. And Eve is savvy enough, especially early on, to keep her from being reduced to merely “the girl in the picture.” Upon a recent re-watch of this movie, I realized that the plot has some holes, and both Bob and Zaroff do some things that one would think experienced hunters wouldn’t do, but the tension, pacing, and creep factor are enough to keep those details from being too much of a bother.

Patricia Nolan-Hall (@CaftanWoman) · September 17, 2016 at 5:26 am

Fun? Check.

“The Most Dangerous Game” is one of those movies that makes turn around at the door and sit in front of the TV. I can’t even count the number of times.

GirlyNebbish · September 17, 2016 at 9:50 am

That last caption. C’est magnifique. (Also the review, but what else is new?_

Molly · September 17, 2016 at 2:38 pm

You were right at the end there: straightforward fun. Yes the film raises issues but they’re so obvious that it’s much more entertaining to get down to the basics on this one and just enjoy it. When I first saw it I wondered if the jungle scenes would drag on and on but, nope. This one is tightly paced, well edited and really keeps you riveted. Watching McCrea’s unvarnished reactions is fun too; he’s smart enough but not too smart. In a film filled with creepiness he’s the much-needed straight man.

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