This story might sound familiar to you:
France, the 17th century:
D'Artagnan (Walter Abel), a young Gascon, comes to Paris to become a
Musketeer, challenges the three finest and fiercest Musketeers (Paul
Lukas, Moroni Olsen, Onslow Stevens) to duels all on the same day, but
ends up becoming friends with them - and before you know it, he learns
about a love affair between the Queen of France (Rosamond Pinchot) and
English Lord Buckingham (Ralph Forbes), and as a token of their love, the
Queen hands Buckingham some one-of-a-kind jewellery.
Somehow, the evil
Count de Rochefort (Ian Keith) and his partner in crime Milady de Winter
(Margot Grahame) learn about this, and since they want to start a war
between France and England, they persuade the King (Miles Mander) to tell
his queen to wear the jewellery at some official function a mere ten days
away. Fortunately though, the Queen's lady-in-waiting Constance (Heather
Angel) just happens to be D'Artagnan's girlfriend, and she tells him, he
fetches the thrree Musketeers, and off they are on their way to England.
One after the other though, the three Musketeers are left behind to guard
D'Artagnan's back, while he eventually falls prey to Milady de Winter, who
makes him his captive ... but carries the jewellery in question with her
and inexplicably lets D'Artagnan know. Then she makes a stop at exactly
the inn where the three Musketeers await D'Artagnan's return ... and they
free their friend and make the Milady their captive (she soon kills
Of course, in the end, D'Artagnan delivers the jewellery
to the Queen just in time ...
Basically, this first Hollywood
sound version of The Three Musketeers is a pretty
forgettable affair. It comes off as incredibly heavy-handed when it's
supposed to be light-footed, is ill-paced, leaves too much action out of
the frame, is hampered by a boring lead mediocre cast that lacks
exceptional talents, and is generally just boring.
To put it another
way, it's hardly surprising that this version of the story is by now