.. in that typical Von Sternberg way that plays with dark, light, and shadow.

Helen (Dietrich) and her friends, who are headlining a local show, are skinny dipping in a pond in Germany. Ned (Herbert Marshall) and his friends are walking in the woods when they come upon the scene. Helen asks the men to leave, Ned says they will not unless she agrees to see him after the show. Fast forward and it's domestic Helen seen next, bathing her young son (Dickie Moore) in a small cluttered apartment. Ned, now her husband, has radium poisoning from some experiments he has been working on the past year and will die unless he can get to Dresden - they now live in America - and take the experimental cure an expensive doctor has. But it will cost 1500 dollars, and during the Great Depression it might as well be 15 million. Though Ned doesn't like it, Helen decides to go back on the stage for the first time since her marriage.

So along comes a millionaire, Nick Townsend (Cary Grant) who sees her nightclub act and hears her tale of woe., He gives Helen the money she needs to get her husband cured, but the husband thinks it's an advance from the manager of the club where Helen is working. Some reviews say Townsend is trading her sex for his money, but it's not like that, although he is very much attracted to her. And that lack of reciprocal expectations has Helen loving him as a result. And then the husband gets cured early and thus comes home unexpectedly, finding an apartment that hasn't been lived in for months. He also discovers that Helen has not been working since shortly after he sails. Complications ensue.

The script, frankly, seems rather rushed and is the stuff of a hundred melodramas made in the early 30s about misunderstood "fallen" women. Where Von Sternberg excels is with his camera work. The cinematography often speaks for the characters. The situations are not exactly classic Great Depression scenes - that was mainly Warner Brothers' stock and trade - but they aren't inconsistent given the times. The only bad thing I can say about it is that the ending seems tacked on and inconsistent given all that has come before.

This film has some wonderful moments, particularly the nightclub scenes where Dietrich "stripteases" out of a gorilla suit, and the pastoral opening sequence where the two lovers meet. The latter is handled in a very early 20s European style reminiscent of the heady days of Maurice Tourneur. The modern "American" sequences are too static, though, and the story is just a superficial melodrama that doesn't involve me too much. Cary Grant plays his early character type from the Mae West films with far less interesting results. One thing that is cool is that the club sequences give one an idea of what Dietrich's famous cabaret style might have been like.

Josef von Sternberg would, no doubt, dismiss this film as one of his lesser works. Yet, to me,"Blonde Venus" sort of defines his relationship with Marlene Dietrich. The combined attraction of the harlot-mother gives Marlene's acting both sexual radiance and that intimate, moody quality that is so unique to her.

Just watch her in the scenes with her baby boy. She is lovely, glamorous, yet totally attentive to the child's needs, protective and unselfconscious in a way that only Carole Lombard (see "Made for each other" for evidence) managed back in those days. Her presence is so strong that she makes the male stars seem awkward and rigid. Herbert Marshall looks ill at ease, (probably from lack of directorial attention) while Cary Grant sails through the movie, unblessed by inspiration.

This is Marlene's film, through and through. The plot is silly beyond words (suffering in mink, writ large!) but Marlene makes it memorable. Her close-ups in the scene at the railway-station when she realizes she has lost her family tells it all. A lost soul with nowhere to go but down. Von Sternberg (or some intrusive producer) tacked on a happy ending, but the movie really ended there, on a bench. The rest is just wish-fulfilment.