The Passing of the Third Floor Back

Don't be put off by the rather convoluted title. This is quite a clever story of man's inhumanity to his fellow creature. Frank Cellier is "Wright" by name, but seldom by nature in this tale of a group of lodgers living in his old London boarding house. The occupant's lives vacillate between occasional joy but mostly misery, and he relishes in prolonging the latter states of affairs - especially for the young kitchen maid "Stasia" (a good effort here from Rene Ray) who lives an almost "Cinderella" style existence. Then a stranger - Conradt Veidt - arrives amongst their number, and slowly but surely things start to take turns for the better for many of his colleagues. This new found happiness doesn't suit "Wright" and soon he is plotting the downfall of the newcomer, too. It's quite a basic, stage-bound, production, and many of the stars cut their teeth in that medium between the wars - Anna Lee, Cathleen Nesbitt and the instantly recognisable Sarah Allgood, so know their business well enough. Each character has their few moments in the sun as Veidt tries to help them to help themselves, not by giving them cash or jobs, but by empowering them to take control of their own lives more - and his approach is surprisingly effective. Veidt is perfectly attired, aloof and debonaire with this performance, yet he does illuminate each scene with an intimacy. A kindness, maybe angelic or maybe just something more down to Earth - a decency of heart and spirit. Cellier's portrayal of the odious, manipulative landlord ought not to be overlooked either, he manages quite successfully to get your heckles up before a suitably fitting ending!