
Starring: Jewel Carmen
Jack Pickford
Emily Fitzroy
Tullio Carminali
Run time: 88 mins
Studio: United Artists
Black & White
Whoops. My plan to review the horror films of the 1920s in chronological order has come unstuck. Somehow I managed to forget about The Bat, even while I was writing my review of West's The Monster (1925). It was only while searching for the next film to review (another Lon Chaney) that I discovered the The Bat wedged between Roger Corman's The Terror and Tobe Hooper's Texas Chainsaw Massacre (I really need to organise my DVDs better!). As I fed the disc into the player I did worry that maybe I'd forgotten about The Bat because I didn't like it or because it wasn't very good; but happily I can report that although my personal preference is for The Monster, The Bat is in fact a better film and further proof that West deserves to be better remembered than he is.
The Bat is yet another old dark house thriller based on yet another successful Broadway stage play (although, in fact, it began life as a novel) and, like The Monster, its storyline has more holes in it than a Swiss cheese; but West's frenetic direction doesn't allow us much time to ponder them - as with The Monster, the action in The Bat moves at a furious pace. Characters don't just creep around the old dark houses in West's films - they race through them, run up and down the stairs, leap over furniture, and swing through windows. The Bat is essentially a farce, characterized as it is by an elaborate and improbable plot, multiple chase scenes, and a generous helping of verbal and physical humour.

This trip to the countryside turns out to be a trip to

The next day, the robbery makes the papers. At his gentleman's club in New York , Richard Fleming (Arthur Houseman) reads that the police are searching for one Brooks Bailey (Jack Pickford), a cashier at the Oakdale Bank, who has gone missing along with $200,000. Richard is the late Courtleigh Fleming's spendthrift nephew, who has leased the Fleming house in the hope of paying off his gambling debts, some of which appear to be owed to the family physician, Dr Wells (Robert McKim), who is also at the club and informs Richard that there are reasons why the Fleming house should not be occupied at this time. He warns Richard that he may have no choice but to scare the women out.



While the chase is going on, Dale sneaks down to greet Richard Fleming at the front door, having phoned him earlier to tell him her suspicions about the money being in the house. (Again, I'm not sure why she would phone him. How does she know him?) Richard confirms that the hidden room does exist and explains that its location can be found on the mansion’s blueprints, which he says are stored in an old chest of drawers in the dining room. But he is lying – as Dale goes to retrieve the prints, Richard removes them instead from a secret compartment in a bookcase. Dale catches him out and it turns out that, unlike her, Richard has no intention of returning the money to the bank. Dale pulls a gun on him and is threatening to turn him over to Detective Moletti, when a door opens at the top of the stairs on which Richard is standing and an unseen assailant shoots him dead.

At this point there is another arrival at the house, Detective ‘Bloodhound’ Anderson (Eddie Gribbon) of Oakdale Detective Agency, who has apparently been summoned by Cornelia in response to the strange goings-on. (But hang on – didn’t Cornelia say that about Moletti, too?). No sooner has

Investigating noises in another room, ‘Bloodhound’ Anderson discovers Brooks Bailey and exposes him to everyone as the missing Oakdale Bank cashier. He attempts to arrest him, until Cornelia vouches for him and Dale explains that she and Brooks are engaged to be married and that all Brooks wants to do is clear his name.
Meanwhile, Dr Wells has found the blueprint fragment in the dining-room and is interrupted by Moletti, who demands that Wells hand the fragment over. Once in his possession, Moletti disappears in search of the secret room, knocking on walls as he goes. The sounds alert the others, who interpret the noises as yet further evidence of something sinister going on in the house. With the exception of Dr Wells, they follow the sounds into what Lizzie calls ‘the haunted ballroom’, a dark and cavernous space where candles will not stay lit, as Anderson discovers when he tries to light two candelabras. Elsewhere, Detective Moletti is still knocking on walls until he is attacked by Dr Wells, who knocks him unconscious (actually, given the number of times the doctor beats Moletti over the head it's a miracle that the detective survives!) ties him up and bundles him into a cupboard.
The main group downstairs use a chair as a battering ram to escape from the dining-room, whereupon they send Brooks outside to see what is going on (which is nice of them, considering that he could get his head blown off!). Brooks catches sight of the Man in the Black Mask creeping along the roof towards the tower and is shocked to realise that the stranger, whose mask has slipped to reveal his face, is none other than Courtleigh Fleming, the supposedly dead president of Oakdale Bank. When he tells the others they leave him with the semi-conscious stranger and all head up to the tower.
The Bat, meanwhile, has set fire to the garage in the hope of drawing everyone out of the house and regaining the money, but it doesn’t work and he is apprehended on his return to the tower. Fortunately, however, he has booby trapped the room and is able to escape again when the lights go out. Unfortunately, he runs straight into one of the bear traps that Lizzie has set to capture him. His identity is revealed at last (as is the identity of the mysterious dishevelled man) and, thankfully, it isn’t a cheat. There are still unanswered questions, of course, but on the whole the story threads do come together satisfactorily at the end.
While the film does at times come close to sinking under the weight of its plot, West is able to keep a much tighter reign on his material than he does in The Monster, managing, on whole, to stick to the point rather than get sidetracked with things that bear little relation to the main story. The balance between the horror and the comedy is also more finely tuned than in The Monster, no doubt because the comedic characters (Lizzie and, in particular, the wonderfully dry and deadpan Cornelia) are much more credible than any of the characters that appear in the earlier film. And then of course there are the special effects and the acrobatics, which are always a treat and something of a West trademark.
Having returned to the dining-room the main group are alarmed by rapping sounds on the French window. Opening the window, they are startled when the battered and dishevelled stranger staggers back in. He is semi-conscious, cannot speak, and has no I.D on him. While the group are debating what to do, Brooks rushes in to inform them that he has just encountered the Man in the Black Mask, at which point the door slams shut and they are locked in. They try to leave the house via the veranda, but the Bat is waiting for them with a gun. Clinging to the ivy he shoots at them when they attempt to leave. Satisfied that they will not try to escape through the French windows, the Bat climbs up onto the roof and disappears into the tower where he locates the secret room behind a fireplace. In the corner of the room is a safe.
The main group downstairs use a chair as a battering ram to escape from the dining-room, whereupon they send Brooks outside to see what is going on (which is nice of them, considering that he could get his head blown off!). Brooks catches sight of the Man in the Black Mask creeping along the roof towards the tower and is shocked to realise that the stranger, whose mask has slipped to reveal his face, is none other than Courtleigh Fleming, the supposedly dead president of Oakdale Bank. When he tells the others they leave him with the semi-conscious stranger and all head up to the tower.
While the others clamber out of the tower and onto the roof (I’m sorry, I’ve forgotten why – I’ll admit that by now I was starting to have difficulty following exactly what was going on) Dale spies a light around the edges of the fireplace and, exploring, gains entry to the secret room. Unfortunately, the fireplace closes behind her, locking her in with the Bat, who demands that she tell him the combination to the safe (which, of course, she doesn’t know). However, there appears to be another entrance into the secret room – while the Bat is menacing poor Dale, Courtleigh Fleming sneaks in through another door, opens the safe, and tries to make off with the cash, but the Bat spots him and a wrestling match ensues, during which the bat’s gun goes off, killing Fleming. The Bat drags Fleming’s corpse out through the second door, while Dale manages to get the fireplace open and escape.
There is a good deal more running around before everyone ends up back in the attic, where they discover Fleming’s corpse and the bag of money, which the Bat apparently forgot to take with him when disposing of Fleming’s body. It transpires that Fleming was in league with Dr Wells (who forged Fleming’s death certificate) and that they had planned to rob the bank, split the money, and put the blame on Brooks.

The Bat isn't as good as Paul Leni's Cat and the Canary, but it's a fine and influential 'old dark house thriller' nonetheless. Like The Monster, it's probably fair to say that The Bat is more fun than frightening to watch; but that's not to say that it doesn’t have its scary moments: the scene where the Bat advances on Dale in the secret room is particularly effective, especially as it's the first time we get to see the Bat's crude but genuinely creepy mask in close-up.

And yet, as I said at the beginning, I can't help but prefer The Monster. I just find it more imaginatively appealing, for all that it is the more naive of the two films.
(West remade The Bat in 1930 as The Bat Whispers, but unfortunately I don't own a copy and have never seen it. I'm hoping to rectify that soon, however, as everything I've read about it suggests that it was his masterpiece. You can watch clips of it here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PO2BS7BtfDQ)
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