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Watch: Jamaica Inn 1939 123movies, Full Movie Online – In early 19th century Cornwall, a young orphan, Mary, is sent to live with Aunt Patience and Uncle Joss who are landlords of the Jamaica Inn. Mary soon realises her uncle’s inn serves as the base for a gang of ship wreckers – who lure ships to their doom on the rocky coast, and Mary begins to fear for her life..
Plot: In coastal Cornwall, England, during the early 19th Century, a young woman who’s come there to visit her aunt, discovers that she’s married an inkeeper who’s a member of a gang of criminals who arrange shipwrecking and murder for profit.
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Not really “Jamaica Inn”… We’re in The Charles Laughton Picture Show here!
(Spoilers possibly inherent)

I had no idea this film would prove such a curio and nigh-on almighty hoot to watch. I settled back on a familiar settee, late one night – after a meal at the finest Indian restaurant I know, Ocean Rd., South Shields, and after watching the heartening second “Office Christmas Special” – to play this film on DVD, a Christmas present from a good friend. Ironies are even in that; I bought him a DVD of the 1962 Robert Mulligan-directed “To Kill A Mockingbird”: both that Harper Lee novel and Daphne Du Maurier’s “Jamaica Inn” were texts we studied at school in our English lessons. They were by far the most enjoyable of the texts we studied in those five years – though I admit a partiality for “Cider With Rosie” and “Jane Eyre”.

It was all for the better that I knew little of what this film was like; I knew only that it was directed by Mr Hitchcock, and differed quite a lot from the book. Oh, and how it does differ!

Quite frankly, Hitchcock’s “Jamaica Inn” is a different thing altogether to that utterly splendid, barnstorming tale of smuggling. This misses the uncanny, eerie quality of Du Maurier’s plotting and characterisation. Here, Joss Merlyn is only a slight reprobate; he is softened and thoroughly reduced in size and dimensions compared to Du Maurier’s conception of him in her novel. There Joss was a towering, bullish, walking-talking threat of a man. Leslie Banks sadly fails to capture any of the preposterous, swaggering bravado of the Joss Merlyn forever etched into my mind.

That is really the biggest failing in writing, casting or such like. The more general approach too fails to ignite; the conceptualisation of a desolate Cornish coast is reasonable but unspectacular. there’s never quite enough misty, frightening (or frightened) atmosphere; one does not get enough sense of things being at stake as they were in the novel: life and death, hell for leather. A further bone to pick is certainly the strangely wimpy portrayals of the crew of cutthroats and local degenerates; another failure of conception.

Maureen O’Hara… well, the damsel is feisty to an effective degree and acquits herself well, though is oddly over-mannered at times. It is an odd performance, that is half very effective, and half ineffectual. Now, Robert Newton; that wonderfully hammy actor of renown is excellent here as the dashing Jem Merlyn figure. He is one of the few performers to seem as if he is on anything like the same wavelength as Charles Laughton.

Charles Laughton? Well, he absolutely strides away with this film, and that is no understatement. This is so, to such an extent that his own vision overwhelms whatever there may have been of Hitchcock’s, or indeed Du Maurier’s. He plays Sir Humphrey Penhalligon – standing in effectively for the novel’s eerie albino vicar, Francis Davey – a thoroughly sneaky, grandiose aristocrat, who is quite wonderfully playing the people of his county for outright fools. He doesn’t so much as administer justice as pick and choose allies and inevitably seek to further his own ends. Sir Humphrey’s condescending, subtle contempt for those around him sublimely passes the other characters by, while the audience is in on it. One feels entirely complicit in the seemingly jovial fellow’s gleeful tricks and crimes; Laughton almost tangibly winks at the audience with his every sideways glance and jocund intonation. What Victorian Melodrama villainy is in the man here; implicitly sending up the limitations of all that is around him by claiming the centre of attention and having so much comedic fun from his privileged position. It completely unbalances any chance of us finding the wrecking *that* serious, as he is an obvious villain from the start, and unlike the otherworldly Francis Davey, Penhalligon is someone we can relate to. His intentions are selfish, but born of a paternalistic High Toryism; the character is manifestly a cultural and social elitist. He does not want to destroy the existing world, but to be happy in it. Only of course, his methods and complete disregard for others are ‘not the way to go about it’, tut-tut!

The ending simply lives up to what has become a Laughton picture; the narrative of the novel has been almost wholly jettisoned by this juncture, and our – or mine, anyway – interest in solely in hoping that the wicked Sir Humphrey will get away with his arrant, errant audacity. Suffice to say, Mary Yellan is not in our minds in the final frames, which are beautifully melodramatic and distinctly odd.

I can only conclude by saying just how much I enjoyed watching this film, late that night, recently… It was glorious fun, entirely due to the magnificent Charles Laughton. It is awful overall, if one is looking for a “Jamaica Inn” close to Du Maurier’s great original; but one actor manages to steal the fairly creaky show and catapult it off onto a higher stage. Oh, there’s no internal consistency here, but that’s part of the delight! A part-marvellous fudge of a film; at least never dull, due to Laughton.

Not a real Hitchcock, more like a real Laughton
JAMAICA INN is one of the Hitchcock films which might be said not to be a Hitchcock film. Its not that one or two ‘Hitchcockian’ elements are missing but almost all are missing. JAMAICA INN is adapted from a Daphne Du Maurier novel and was his last English film. Hitchcock’s next film and his first American film would be REBECCA also from a Du Maurier novel. He would later go on to direct another film from a Du Maurier original, THE BIRDS, so there is no incompatibility there. The writers were the usual Hitchcock suspects from his English period. Frequent collaborator Sidney Gilliat and long serving Joan Harrison, later the producer of Hitch’s TV show, as well as wife Alma Reville, were credited along with J.B. Priestly who gets an additional dialogue credit.

The villain of the piece, Charles Laughton, as the unlikely Sir Humphrey Pengallan, the local magistrate on the Cornish coast, is revealed almost immediately. The hero however is obscured for the first reel. The film is built around Laughton and he chews the scenery most wonderfully. It is essentially his picture, the producer, Erich Pommer, a German refugee and one of the founders of famous UFA studios, was Laughton’s house producer. Priestly must have been brought in to goose up Laughton’s dialogue. Another factor making this film sort of the anti-Hitchcock is the lack of humor whether provided by the situation or the mixing of classes. Laughton is funny, in a way, though he could have been funnier if he had gone completely over the top. As such there is a bit too much naturalism in Laughton’s portrait of a Regency rake straight from the Hellfire Club, gone to seed and off his head with greed, rather like the last panel in a Hogarth series of etchings. While Hitchcock villains could be unspeakably cruel they always had a modicum of wit to go along with it.

Think of Otto Kruger in SABOTEUR and most especially James Mason in NORTH BY NORTHWEST issuing the foulest threats is the most cultured and dulcet tones. Laughton never gets this type of exchange going : (from NORTH BY NORTHWEST) Roger Thornhill: Apparently the only performance that will satisfy you is when I play dead. Phillip Vandamm: Your very next role, and you’ll be quite convincing, I assure you.

For all his facial gymnastics Laughton is pretty straight forward a villain, with only his position to throw people off the scent, something else the real Hitchcock would have found very amusing.

Hitchcock even uses terrible screen clichés without even a special twist or variation on them. Usually Hitchcock will use the audiences expectations to his own advantage. There is the one where some one is about to mention the name of the murderer/villain-in-chief and just as they are about to speak the name a shot rings out and they fall over dead and mute forever. In this case it doesn’t even make sense as everyone knows who the villain is but its used anyway because it is always used in this sort of picture. In Charlie Chan pictures it’s usually preceded by Number one or number two son exclaiming “Look pop, the lights are flickering” and then blam! the stoolie doesn’t get to spill the beans after all and we have another twenty minutes of film for sure. Its as if Hitchcock really just doesn’t care.

There is one moment where the film is lifted into the territory rare and wild that bears the special attentions of Hitchcock. I’m sorry to say that it concerns bondage and sadism. The scene has Laughton first gaging Maureen O’Hara and then tying her hands behind her back. It is so effective not because of its graphic nature but because Laughton tells O’Hara what he is going to do before he does it. With the white silken gage pulled taught in her mouth he drapes a hood over her head so that she begins to look like the Virgin Mary bound and gaged. The photography is particularly Germanic here (Pommer and Hitchcock had made THE PLEASURE GARDEN, his first complete film, together in the silent days) and I was reminded not only of the Virgin, but as a Munch like Virgin with her face frozen in anxiety and also the Good Maria from Metropolis. It is a scene which pops out from the rest of the hectic goings on of the rest of the film.

Since its not very good Hitchcock it is rarely shown. Even in this sub genre it is outclassed by Fritz Lang’s MOONFLEET or even De Mille’s very silly REAP THE WILD WIND. JAMAICA INN was just, as John Ford used to put it, a job of work and Hitch was off to America. Seeing this film made me want to dig out one of my copies of Truffaut’s extensive interview with Hitchcock to see what he had to say on the matter. He was usually brief when discussing terrible failures like JAMAICA INN. In sum, it is not a Hitchcock film but a Laughton one.

Other Information:

Original Language en
Runtime 1 hr 48 min (108 min), 1 hr 38 min (98 min) (USA), 1 hr 30 min (90 min) (Ontario) (Canada)
Budget 0
Revenue 0
Status Released
Rated Not Rated
Genre Adventure, Crime
Director Alfred Hitchcock
Writer Daphne Du Maurier, Sidney Gilliat, Joan Harrison
Actors Maureen O’Hara, Robert Newton, Charles Laughton
Country United Kingdom, United States
Awards N/A
Production Company N/A
Website N/A

Technical Information:

Sound Mix Mono (RCA Photophone System)
Aspect Ratio 1.37 : 1
Camera N/A
Laboratory N/A
Film Length (9 reels), 2,718 m (Italy), 2,907.8 m (10 reels) (UK)
Negative Format 35 mm
Cinematographic Process Spherical
Printed Film Format 35 mm