`Wild Boys of the Road' is another fine example of the spare storytelling prevalent in the 1930's-- before egos, the demise of double features and the birth of multiplexes conspired to inflate movie running times to over two hours. Wearing its heart on its sleeve at times, Wellman nevertheless creates a story in true Warner Bros fashion--grim reality washed down with a dose of social commentary. One wonders if the rosy ending was considered necessary because of the age of the protagonists involved. Downbeat endings were certainly in evidence during that time from Warners: as the denouement of `Public Enemy' will bear witness. As the young tramps ride the rails, Wellman infuses the scenes with such energy and dynamism as to render them almost euphoric, despite the somber subject matter. As a veteran flyer from World War I, he seemed especially adept at combining humans we care about with dangerous, hurtling machines. And pre-code shocks abound-in addition to the implied rape and dismemberment, it seems apparent that young Sally's aunt, in Chicago, has established a business of dubious respectability in her own home, just before the kids fly the coop to avoid a police raid. Striking location photography.
Review of Wild Boys of the Road
