"Five Star Final" 1931 Movie Review
IMBD Five Star Final official movie poster released in 1931 |
Directed by Marvyn Leroy, Five Star Final (1931) is a hard-hitting drama that exposes the evils of tabloid journalism. The film follows Joseph Randall (played by Edward G. Robinson), the weary editor of a struggling New York newspaper, as he is pressured into reviving a decades-old murder scandal to boost the paper’s circulation. As Randall’s staff digs into the private life of Nancy Vorhees – a woman who has long since atoned for her past– their relentless pursuit for a “good story” ultimately leads to an irreversible tragedy.
In the film’s most incisive line, Taylor remarks, “You can always get people interested in the crucifixion of a woman.” Her empathy for Vorhees is a stark rebuke to the dehumanization practiced in the newsroom. Later, as the full horror of the paper’s actions became clear, Taylor’s consistent defense of Vorhees drives home the film’s fundamental message: there is a profound difference between public interest and morbid exploitation.
A scathing indictment of yellow journalism, Five Star Final forces its audience to confront the exorbitant cost of sacrificing one’s morality for success.
One of the film’s most striking motifs is Randall’s excessive hand-washing. While it may read today as a symptom of obsessive-compulsive disorder (OCD), it also operates as a potent metaphor for guilt. Randall scrubs at his skin, desperate to wash away the filth he accumulates with every compromised decision. This ritual crescendos after he hears of the suicides and uses copious amount of soap, practically drowning himself in an act of futile atonement. It’s a haunting visual: the harder Randall tries to clean himself, the more inescapable his guilt becomes. In a newsroom where consequences are dismissed as collateral damage– Randall’s compulsion is a rare– and ultimately tragic– acknowledgment of culpability.
Final scene in Five Star Final as grief-strucken Jenny Vorhees confronts her parent's killers |
Perhaps no scene captures this movie's unsettling power better than the juxtaposition of Nancy Vorhees’s husband walking in to commit suicide next to his wife’s dead body as cheerful upbeat music plays on the radio. The soundtrack of normalcy blithely continues, utterly disconnected from the private tragedy unfolding just off-screen. It’s a chilling reminder of society’s indifference – of how easily suffering can be drowned out by noise while the human beings behind the headlines are reduced to spectacle.
Among one of my favorite characters is Miss Taylor, Randall’s sharp, empathetic secretary played by famed 1920’s actress Aline MacMahon. Unlike the hardened journalists around her, Taylor is an outsider to the cynical profit-driven business of news. She recognizes the real-life consequences of the Gazette’s ruthless pursuit of a headline, consequences her colleagues either ignore or cold-heartedly exploit.
Front-page of the Gazette headlining the tragic suicides |
At its core, Five Star Final is a ferocious critique of an industry that prioritizes profit over principle. Through Randall’s slow moral disintegration, the film lays bare the dangers of journalism unmoored from ethics— a reality as relevant in today’s 24-hour news cycle as it was in the tabloid wars of the 1930s.
Thanks to Robinson’s brooding performance, MacMahon’s moral gravity, and Leroy’s unapologetic storytelling, this movie remains an unsettling testament to journalism’s highest responsibility– and its most shameful failures.
It is a reminder to journalists that once integrity is abandoned, no amount of soap will ever wash the blood off our hands.
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