TheDudeAbides
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28) Claude Rains as Senator Joseph Harrison Paine Mr Smith Goes To Washington, 1939 Everybody likes Claude Rains, goddammit - whether he's sleazing it up in wartime Morocco, moping around after Bette Davis or being invisible. With his inimitable velvety voice, effortless old world charisma and talent for balancing theatrical richness with naturalism, he is one of the Classic era's most watchable performers, and never more so than here, as a the jaded veteran senator showing Jimmy Stewart's wide-eyed newcomer the ropes in Capra's masterpiece. His character is a one-time idealist, the best friend and fellow crusader of Stewart's deceased father, who, unbeknownst to Jimmy, has been tempted by the security of a corrupt political machine and has for years owed his allegiance to the machine boss, Jim Taylor (Edward Arnold, ever the creepy capitalist). When it turns out that Jeff Smith isn't as dumb as he appears and he gets to asking some uncomfortable questions about the system, Senator Paine is torn between maintaining the reputation for unassailable integrity which has made him a hero to his state and his urge to protect the youngster who represents everything he once was. Rains is just so talented at conveying both sides of Paine - when the two have their first conversation on the train to Washington DC, about Smith's father, you can see all these fantastic emotions criss-crossing Rains' face, the regret, wistfulness and pain that his dishonesty is causing him, now brought into sharp relief when contrasted with Smith's enthusiasm and innocence. But later (spoiler, I guess) when he crushes, humiliates and ultimately frames the bewildered Smith in front of the Senate, you can barely imagine hating a character more. Part of it is that Capra's eye for capturing Smith's absolute devastation at the betrayal is so unflinching, but mostly it is Rains projecting the ruthless, ugly way in which his character lashes out in self-defence. And yet, even then he manges to retain a tiny flicker of sympathy because Rains has one of those fantastic actorly faces where there's always something going on beneath the surface - we don't need any muttered asides to know that even as he falsely condemns Smith, his own conscience is tearing him up. He's no cartoon villain, but a realistic depiction of how an essentially good person can fall prey to greed and trade their moral integrity for power and security, and Rains perfectly charts his uncertain oscillation between these conflicting aspects of his personality. The final scene, in which Paine bursts into the Senate, interrupting Smith's mammoth filibuster to proclaim the young man's innocence and admit his own guilt, would have been hopelessly melodramatic in most other hands. The script calls for wild declaiming, chest-beating mea culpas and general derangement on Paine's part, which Rains somehow manages to craft into a spine-tingling vindication which doesn't hit one wrong note. This is probably because he doesn't approach it as a 'pay attention, dramatic plot resolution' moment but as the natural conclusion of his well-developed character's journey through an ambivalent wasteland, to finally stand up again and defend the 'lost causes'. As a delightful bonus, here's a clip of Rains charmingly ballsing-up from one of the Warner blooper reels of 1938: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_LndpDYVGzI#t=02m02s. Enjoy.
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