
The Roaring Twenties marked the last time James Cagney would play a gangster until ten years later in 1949. Director Raoul Walsh tells this riveting story that spans one of America's most famously violent decades. Once again James Cagney and Humphrey Bogart are perfect together as rival gangsters. Although Bogart doesn't get nearly enough screen-time the immense star power between the two of them makes this clichéd story much better than it would have been with lesser talents.
Three best friends survive World War I. After the armistice and with the advent of prohibition former saloonkeeper George Hally (Humphrey Bogart) becomes a bootlegger, unemployed Eddie Bartlett (Cagney) becomes a cabbie and Lloyd Hart (Jeffrey Lynn) practices law. Eddie builds a fleet of cabs through delivery of bootleg liquor and hires Lloyd as his lawyer. George and Eddie form a partnership and things fly along smoothly until the Stock Market crashes, and then a few years later, the legalization of liquor brings an abrupt end to the era.
A few love angles are thrown in for good measure. Priscilla Lane as the ingénue gets to sing a few songs. She plays Eddie's unrequited love interest who only has eyes for the honest Lloyd. In one scene she repeatedly rejects Eddie's requests for a date. Finally, exasperated he asks, "Is it all right if I just drive by your place and blow my horn?" Meanwhile, 'bad girl' Panama Smith (Gladys George) faithfully loves Eddie from a distance.
The showcasing of historic events using newsreel footage marks the passage of time. Eddie goes from a young ambitious soldier willing to do almost anything for a buck, to a pinstriped dandy on top of the world, to - finally - a broken down unshaven bum. Gladys George as heart-of-gold moll Panama Smith nearly steals the movie from Cagney. It is she (after Eddie has stormed into George's mansion to gun him down) who gets to utter the movie's most famous line. Eddie staggers out of the mansion, having killed George, but knowing he will never get away alive. His bullet-riddled body staggers up the steps of a church before tumbling down them, coming to rest in the snow. Panama cradles her dying love. A cop asks, "Who is he?" She replies, "Eddie Bartlett." "What's his business?" "He used to be a bigshot."




















