
One of our favourite actresses is Gloria Swanson, one of the biggest stars in 1920s Hollywood.
She was a wisp of a gal at 4’11” and 110 lbs, but her talent and charisma fill the screen. Even today, her performances feel fresh and timeless.
We recently saw her in Manhandled (1922) a comedy-drama about a gum-smacking sales clerk who runs the discount counter in the basement of Thorndyke’s department store. She immediately captures our sympathy because (A) she works retail, and (B) when she leaves work, exhausted, a car splashes her with mud.
There is a boyfriend, an aspiring inventor, who’s developing a gizmo for automobile engines. It’ll make him rich, once he gets it to Detroit car manufacturers. But now he must focus, so he puts the relationship with Gloria on ice. A multi-tasker he is not.
What’s a girl to do? Her boyfriend won’t take her out, so she goes to a party hosted by Thorndike fils and, for a lark, does a shtick pretending to a countess.
A young – and surprisingly handsome – Frank Morgan* sees her little act and hires her as a Russian countess. You see, he needs, needs, someone to pour tea for wealthy customers in his exclusive clothing boutique. What could be more tantalizing than a Russian countess, forced into exile by the Bolsheviks? “You know how rich American women worship titles,” he says.
Gloria takes the job because (A) the incredible salary + wardrobe, and (B) her best friend’s advice to be kind to rich saps and their money.
Her new job allows her access to the Rich and Famous, and she’s all in: the parties, the men, the whole shebang. Her boyfriend toils day and night in Detroit, testing his invention, but she’s reaching for the brass ring, baby! It’s a wild, fabulous ride in diamond-crusted glamour.
Until it isn’t.

With a title like Manhandled, you can guess the result of this fast living.
Everyone in this film is out to get something. Gloria’s character wants excitement, and rich men want to give it to her – as long as there’s a return on investment (wink).
Suddenly the film sheds its comedy, like a woman kicking off her shoes. The tone becomes cynical and a little dark.
Something so awful happens at one party that it’s merely referred to in a title card. But we do see a sombre Gloria leaving said party, which is a veritable bacchanalia.
When her escort tries to assault her in the car on the way home, she begs the driver to stop. She scrambles from the vehicle as the escort makes a halfhearted attempt to coax her back.
(The escort’s body language perfectly illustrates his thought processes: There’s no point, what can you do, plenty more where that came from. Onward, driver!)
Gloria returns to her boarding-room apartment, arms bruised, her gown deflated and lifeless. Her boyfriend is back from Detroit, and he makes a shrewd observation: “You’re like the goods you hated to sell in Thorndyke’s basement,” he says, “rumpled – soiled – pawed over – Manhandled!”
It’s the truth. Gloria is playing a game she cannot win.

Manhandled was filmed at Paramount Studios in Astoria (Queens) which was, as the time, the largest studio on the American East Coast. It was in operation from 1920 until 1932, when Paramount integrated it with the Hollywood studio.
In her memoirs, Swanson on Swanson, Gloria recalls working at Gimbels soap counter in New York to get the rhythm of a department store.
“I sold toilet soap on special, and after an hour I was quite good at it,” she writes. “On my ten-minute breaks, I would scoot to the ladies’ room, and there I got a whole education in how to deal with guys who got fresh and took girls for granted.”¹
She completely disguised her appearance, even stuffing her nose with cotton to change its shape, which, she claims, made her sound like a “rubber duck.”
Sadly, her employment was short-lived:
The second day, while I was in the ladies’ room, one salesgirl said to another, “Have you heard the rumour? Gloria Swanson’s in the store.”… Then she turned to me and said, “Hey, did you hear that? Gloria Swanson’s supposed to be in the store.”
“Really?” I said like a duck, and with that I headed downstairs and out the side door. My field work was over.²
We highly recommend Manhandled. Even though the film gets a little sappy at the end, we cannot praise Gloria Swanson’s performance enough. She’s amusing and winsome, yet, if she chooses, she’ll break your heart.
This post is part of SILENT MOVIE DAY BLOGATHON, hosted by Silentology and The Everyday Cinephile.

Manhandled starring Gloria Swanson, Tom Moore, Lilyan Tashman. Directed by Allan Dwan. Written by Frank W. Tuttle, Sidney R. Kent & Arthur Stringer. Paramount Pictures, 1924, B&W, 75 mins.
¹Swanson, Gloria. (1980) Swanson on Swanson. New York, NY: Random House, p. 211.
²Ibid.
*Frank Morgan plays the wizard in The Wizard of Oz (1939).
What… Gloria wrote some memoirs?? This book, I gotta read, I loved her in Sunset Boulevard and in Airport 75, and love to know more… does she write about those films, esp Airport 75 where I believe she wrote her own dialogue. Also as a fellow 4ft 11ish (officially 5ft) person, love to know on how they handled this wee gap between her and Holden.. have you written a review of it??
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I did a mini review once, as part of a summer reading challenge, but you really ought to dive in for yourself. Her memoirs are hefty – approx 800 pages. But don’t let its gargantuan size fool you. It’s hard to put it down once you start. I found it at a used book sale for an incredible $5!
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Wow, that sounds a bargain! Will check out your post… have you a link to it?
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As a matter of fact, I do have a link:
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Thank you kindly xx
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outside of chaplain and Lloyd, I have not seen many silent movies. This one I gotta see
I have seen a Manhandled from the 40s. I’m not sure if it’s the same story
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I’m not sure if it is a remake. It’s on my to-watch list, although I’m not in a hurry to see it, because there’s no Gloria Swanson.
I hope you enjoy this version of Manhandled. Gloria is superb.
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True, true, but you do get Dan Duryea 🙂
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Ooh, that’s right!
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Great review! I loved the anecdote told by Gloria Swanson doing her field work at a department store.
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Ha! Her memoirs are like that story about her department store gig – vivid, amusing, and no pomposity.
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Love anecdote from Gloria’s biography! Swanson’s and Louise Brooks’ writings are my two favorite recollections of silent Hollywood bot being unafraid to tell it like it was.
Not enough people know Gloria’s work so I’m glad you highlighted one of her films!
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They’re two of my fave memoirs as well from that era. Both have a way of writing to their readers like they’re friends, wouldn’t you say? Thanks for dropping by!
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I saw many Gloria Swanson films for a blogathon, but this escaped me. What was most insteresting about the plot you described is how it connects with my review of Forbidden Fruit. I guess mistaken identities and pretending to be someone else was a thing in the silent film era, right?
Great review!
Le
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I guess mistaken identities were thing in the silent era, as you said. But so much fun!
Thanks for stopping by, Le.
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This sounds like a fun movie! I can’t imagine Frank Morgan as a young man.
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Difficult to imagine, I know. But he’s quite a dish.
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