4 out of 4 people found the following comment useful :- Very funny silent film, 19 December 2002
Author:
wiluxe-2 from Austin, Texas
I first saw this film in 1972 in London, shortly after the only extant
copy
was found. Even this print was incomplete, missing the final reel. As it
stands the film ends with Compson and Griffith crossing the border into
Mexico, beyond the reach of the gaggle of police who've been chasing
them.
But the missing reel has Compson having second thoughts about the heist
of
the necklace--it was, after all, intended to go to the daughter of the
necklace's owner on her wedding day. So Compson convinces Griffith to
cross
back over the border again and on into California and return the necklace
to
its owners. Which they do, pursued by police cars and motorcycles.
True, the film is not gag driven; most of the humor comes from the
dramatic
irony of two rival jewel thieves, Griffith and Compson, making their way
into the home where the necklace is kept locked away in a safe, Griffith
posing as a police detective who says he's there to make sure the
necklace
is safe; Compson pretends to be a servant. Griffith and Compson make
repeated and often hilarious attempts to steal the necklace while the
wedding party is on and the house is full of guests and two bonafide
plainclothes police. In one scene Griffith delights the guests by having
them hide an item for him to find, while he waits in the next room where
the
safe is kept, desperately trying to break into it and steal the necklace
before he's called back.
A lot of the humor lies in the tension generated by the thieves'
masquerade
and by the tension between the two (in an earlier scene Griffith, posing
again as a detective, had conned Compson and her gang in San Francisco
and
made off with a huge sum of their money). One of the funniest scenes in
the
film takes place while the house is dark and everyone is asleep. Griffith
sneaks into the darkened room where the safe is kept. The two cops decide
to
see if everything's safe and sound and make their way through the rooms
of
the house with a flashlight. At one point they decide to light a
cigarette;
the cop with the long-handled flashlight sticks it under his arm,
pointing
it behind him and illuminating Griffith in the next room, frozen in place
and holding the safe in his arms. Neither cop sees him, though one
apparently sees something out of the corner of his eye right before the
other cop removes the flashlight from under his arm, so that the light no
longer shines on Griffith. When they turn to shine the light back into
the
other room, Griffith is gone. They go into the other room to check it
out;
but the family dog grabs the flashlight away from the detective, who
chases
the dog back and forth across the room in a futile attempt to take the
light
back. While the dog is running around with the flashlight, the light
shines
on Griffith who is behind the cops and against the opposite wall, holding
the safe. The cops, intent on retrieving the flashlight don't see
Griffith.
Griffith tries desperately to avoid the light, scampering back and forth
and
onto a couch, only to have the dog follow his every move and constantly
illuminating him. Griffith finally sits on the couch with the safe,
sighs,
holds his hands up in defeat, convinced that it's only a matter of time
before he's discovered. But the cops retrieve the light, they never see
Griffith, and he escapes from the room.
Charlie Chaplin used this same gag in THE GOLD RUSH. When Charlie and the
other prospector, Big Jim, are in their cabin in the middle of nowhere,
starving, they're threatened by another prospector who's entered their
cabin
with a rifle. Big Jim and the intruder wrestle over the rifle, which is
always pointed at Charlie during the struggle; no matter where he runs in
the cabin, he can't escape being in the crosshairs of a weapon about to
fire
and kill him. A very funny sequence, but lifted from PATHS TO PARADISE
(just
as the 'Dance of the Rolls' in THE GOLD RUSH was lifted from an early
Fatty
Arbuckle and Buster Keaton silent one-reeler).
I love this film. When I saw it in London, my stomach ached from laughing
so
hard. This film IS available on tape; the owner of the one extant copy
has
them for sale at Grapevine Video.
4 out of 4 people found the following comment useful :- Cons conning cons, 19 July 2002
Author:
Timothy Damon (thd@cwru.edu) from Cleveland, Ohio
PATHS TO PARADISE begins in the seedy streets of San Francisco and ends
just
across the border in Mexico (at least in the 6 of 7 reels version
currently
extant). Plot lines will be discussed as we go along so don't continue
reading this if you want to go into the film cold. Along the way we see
Raymond Griffith's character, a man of numerous names ("I always answer
pages; you never know what might turn up") turn the tables on a group of
con
artists (including the "Queen of China") fleecing tourists looking for a
view of the seamy side of life using nothing more than his wits and a gas
inspector badge.
He then matches wits with some of that gang, police and detectives in
order
to obtain a valuable diamond necklace. His major ruse is declaring himself
to be a deft detective. He's able to convince the owner of the necklace of
this to such an extent that the owner proclaims that this man is "the best
detective in the world" to all the guests gathered at his sumptuous party.
When the owner notices not all of those present agree, he suggests they
hide
a watch while the "detective" is in another room. Of course, while the
watch
is being hidden the "detective" is busily working on the
safe.
Although initially at odds against the "Queen of China", who is working as
a
maid in the house with the necklace as her goal, they eventually team up
to
pull off the heist. A policeman wrestling with a dog who's taken his
flashlight provides a very humorous scene as no matter how the "detective"
(who's decided to nick the whole safe and work on opening it later) moves
about, he's continually targeted by the beam of the flashlight. Feeling
he's
finally been caught, he sits down in exasperation with his hands in the
air.
Only then does he realize the policeman has no idea of his presence and
the
action continues.
After a few more mishaps, twists and turns the couple liberate the
necklace
and make use of a car to head toward the Mexican border. A police car is
in
hot pursuit and a call is put out for motorcycle cops from all the cities
along the path of the fugitives. From San Luis Obispo on more and more
motorcycle cops pour out until it almost looks like an early motocross
event! Continued firing by the police manages to puncture one of the
wheels
of the getaway car. Although the police are not that far behind, the
couple
are able to stop and effect a change of tires speedily enough to resume
their escape. At the end of the 6th reel, they've made it across the
border
and the police are unwilling to follow across the border due to
"international complications". According to reviews of the film when it
came
out, the 7th reel has the woman feeling guilty about the theft and
convincing her companion to return so they can give it back. And as a
payoff
for the gazillion cops on bikes earlier, apparently each and every one of
them slaps a speeding ticket on the car when they do return. (At various
times in the chase there are shots of the speedometer at 80 to 100 mph -
which would be highly unlikely for the terrain shown).
All in all a fast-paced, funny film. It's highly unlikely that the 7th
reel
still exists in viable nitrate . . . but it sure would be fun to see
it!
4 out of 4 people found the following comment useful :- Sprightly comedy from impressive, forgotten silent comic, 12 February 2000
Author:
mgmax from Chicago
Though much of Raymond Griffith's work is lost, this film and Hands Up!
have
earned him a reputation as one of the most important silent comedians
beyond
the pantheon names (Chaplin, Keaton, et al.). This is a very sprightly
comedy, but those looking for proof of Walter Kerr's contention that
Griffith is a comedian in that class will be disappointed. Not because
Griffith isn't very skilled, but because he isn't an outright comedian--
not
unless you consider William Powell in the same group as the Marx Brothers
and Abbott & Costello.
What Paths to Paradise resembles most is sound comedies about cheerfully
amoral tuxedoed criminals like Trouble in Paradise, Jewel Robbery or The
Lady Eve. Griffith and Betty Compson (who has equal screen time and in
fact
slightly overshadows Griffith) are rivals who both worm their way into the
home of an aged and rather careless zillionaire who has acquired a big
diamond. As in those sound films, much of the humor comes from the amoral
delight that the criminals take in their work, not in elaborate visual
gags.
Even when the film climaxes in a primarily visual sequence-- a car chase--
the humor comes not from the sort of frantic, topper-on-topper gag sequence
you might expect from Lloyd, say, but from the sheer aplomb with which
Griffith changes a tire at high speed without mussing his evening wear. In
fact overall his character, with his bemused, droll reactions (and the line
readings you imagine to go with them), seems more suited to sound than
silence, and it was only Griffith's weak speaking voice (his vocal cords
had
been damaged earlier in life) that led him to give up acting for producing
after sound came in.
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4 out of 4 people found the following comment useful :-

Very funny silent film, 19 December 2002
Author: wiluxe-2 from Austin, Texas
I first saw this film in 1972 in London, shortly after the only extant copy was found. Even this print was incomplete, missing the final reel. As it stands the film ends with Compson and Griffith crossing the border into Mexico, beyond the reach of the gaggle of police who've been chasing them. But the missing reel has Compson having second thoughts about the heist of the necklace--it was, after all, intended to go to the daughter of the necklace's owner on her wedding day. So Compson convinces Griffith to cross back over the border again and on into California and return the necklace to its owners. Which they do, pursued by police cars and motorcycles.
True, the film is not gag driven; most of the humor comes from the dramatic irony of two rival jewel thieves, Griffith and Compson, making their way into the home where the necklace is kept locked away in a safe, Griffith posing as a police detective who says he's there to make sure the necklace is safe; Compson pretends to be a servant. Griffith and Compson make repeated and often hilarious attempts to steal the necklace while the wedding party is on and the house is full of guests and two bonafide plainclothes police. In one scene Griffith delights the guests by having them hide an item for him to find, while he waits in the next room where the safe is kept, desperately trying to break into it and steal the necklace before he's called back.
A lot of the humor lies in the tension generated by the thieves' masquerade and by the tension between the two (in an earlier scene Griffith, posing again as a detective, had conned Compson and her gang in San Francisco and made off with a huge sum of their money). One of the funniest scenes in the film takes place while the house is dark and everyone is asleep. Griffith sneaks into the darkened room where the safe is kept. The two cops decide to see if everything's safe and sound and make their way through the rooms of the house with a flashlight. At one point they decide to light a cigarette; the cop with the long-handled flashlight sticks it under his arm, pointing it behind him and illuminating Griffith in the next room, frozen in place and holding the safe in his arms. Neither cop sees him, though one apparently sees something out of the corner of his eye right before the other cop removes the flashlight from under his arm, so that the light no longer shines on Griffith. When they turn to shine the light back into the other room, Griffith is gone. They go into the other room to check it out; but the family dog grabs the flashlight away from the detective, who chases the dog back and forth across the room in a futile attempt to take the light back. While the dog is running around with the flashlight, the light shines on Griffith who is behind the cops and against the opposite wall, holding the safe. The cops, intent on retrieving the flashlight don't see Griffith. Griffith tries desperately to avoid the light, scampering back and forth and onto a couch, only to have the dog follow his every move and constantly illuminating him. Griffith finally sits on the couch with the safe, sighs, holds his hands up in defeat, convinced that it's only a matter of time before he's discovered. But the cops retrieve the light, they never see Griffith, and he escapes from the room.
Charlie Chaplin used this same gag in THE GOLD RUSH. When Charlie and the other prospector, Big Jim, are in their cabin in the middle of nowhere, starving, they're threatened by another prospector who's entered their cabin with a rifle. Big Jim and the intruder wrestle over the rifle, which is always pointed at Charlie during the struggle; no matter where he runs in the cabin, he can't escape being in the crosshairs of a weapon about to fire and kill him. A very funny sequence, but lifted from PATHS TO PARADISE (just as the 'Dance of the Rolls' in THE GOLD RUSH was lifted from an early Fatty Arbuckle and Buster Keaton silent one-reeler).
I love this film. When I saw it in London, my stomach ached from laughing so hard. This film IS available on tape; the owner of the one extant copy has them for sale at Grapevine Video.
4 out of 4 people found the following comment useful :-

Cons conning cons, 19 July 2002
Author: Timothy Damon (thd@cwru.edu) from Cleveland, Ohio
PATHS TO PARADISE begins in the seedy streets of San Francisco and ends just across the border in Mexico (at least in the 6 of 7 reels version currently extant). Plot lines will be discussed as we go along so don't continue reading this if you want to go into the film cold. Along the way we see Raymond Griffith's character, a man of numerous names ("I always answer pages; you never know what might turn up") turn the tables on a group of con artists (including the "Queen of China") fleecing tourists looking for a view of the seamy side of life using nothing more than his wits and a gas inspector badge.
He then matches wits with some of that gang, police and detectives in order to obtain a valuable diamond necklace. His major ruse is declaring himself to be a deft detective. He's able to convince the owner of the necklace of this to such an extent that the owner proclaims that this man is "the best detective in the world" to all the guests gathered at his sumptuous party. When the owner notices not all of those present agree, he suggests they hide a watch while the "detective" is in another room. Of course, while the watch is being hidden the "detective" is busily working on the safe.
Although initially at odds against the "Queen of China", who is working as a maid in the house with the necklace as her goal, they eventually team up to pull off the heist. A policeman wrestling with a dog who's taken his flashlight provides a very humorous scene as no matter how the "detective" (who's decided to nick the whole safe and work on opening it later) moves about, he's continually targeted by the beam of the flashlight. Feeling he's finally been caught, he sits down in exasperation with his hands in the air. Only then does he realize the policeman has no idea of his presence and the action continues.
After a few more mishaps, twists and turns the couple liberate the necklace and make use of a car to head toward the Mexican border. A police car is in hot pursuit and a call is put out for motorcycle cops from all the cities along the path of the fugitives. From San Luis Obispo on more and more motorcycle cops pour out until it almost looks like an early motocross event! Continued firing by the police manages to puncture one of the wheels of the getaway car. Although the police are not that far behind, the couple are able to stop and effect a change of tires speedily enough to resume their escape. At the end of the 6th reel, they've made it across the border and the police are unwilling to follow across the border due to "international complications". According to reviews of the film when it came out, the 7th reel has the woman feeling guilty about the theft and convincing her companion to return so they can give it back. And as a payoff for the gazillion cops on bikes earlier, apparently each and every one of them slaps a speeding ticket on the car when they do return. (At various times in the chase there are shots of the speedometer at 80 to 100 mph - which would be highly unlikely for the terrain shown).
All in all a fast-paced, funny film. It's highly unlikely that the 7th reel still exists in viable nitrate . . . but it sure would be fun to see it!
4 out of 4 people found the following comment useful :-

Sprightly comedy from impressive, forgotten silent comic, 12 February 2000
Author: mgmax from Chicago
Though much of Raymond Griffith's work is lost, this film and Hands Up! have earned him a reputation as one of the most important silent comedians beyond the pantheon names (Chaplin, Keaton, et al.). This is a very sprightly comedy, but those looking for proof of Walter Kerr's contention that Griffith is a comedian in that class will be disappointed. Not because Griffith isn't very skilled, but because he isn't an outright comedian-- not unless you consider William Powell in the same group as the Marx Brothers and Abbott & Costello.
What Paths to Paradise resembles most is sound comedies about cheerfully amoral tuxedoed criminals like Trouble in Paradise, Jewel Robbery or The Lady Eve. Griffith and Betty Compson (who has equal screen time and in fact slightly overshadows Griffith) are rivals who both worm their way into the home of an aged and rather careless zillionaire who has acquired a big diamond. As in those sound films, much of the humor comes from the amoral delight that the criminals take in their work, not in elaborate visual gags. Even when the film climaxes in a primarily visual sequence-- a car chase-- the humor comes not from the sort of frantic, topper-on-topper gag sequence you might expect from Lloyd, say, but from the sheer aplomb with which Griffith changes a tire at high speed without mussing his evening wear. In fact overall his character, with his bemused, droll reactions (and the line readings you imagine to go with them), seems more suited to sound than silence, and it was only Griffith's weak speaking voice (his vocal cords had been damaged earlier in life) that led him to give up acting for producing after sound came in.
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