Make Way for Tomorrow (1937)

Director: Leo McCarey


By Marilyn Ferdinand

There is no shortage of devastating films available for viewers with a taste for tragedy. With Oscar winners about the Holocaust, documentaries about child prostitutes and murderers, war films of every stripe, adaptations of Shakespeare’s tragedies in plentiful supply, I hardly dare believe it myself when I say that Make Way for Tomorrow is the saddest, most tragic film I have ever seen. After all, it’s a Hollywood product, a feature film based on a novel that takes place primarily in New York City among middle-class people. Those qualities alone should mean that it is more likely to be a self-indulgent melodrama with a quick, cathartic pay-off. In fact, nothing could be further from the truth. This film is an extremely uncomfortable look at the problems of the elderly and of adults sandwiched between dependent parents and dependent children. It is an indictment of the selfishness of the younger toward the older. Most touchingly and tragically of all, it is the story of a marriage that shouldn’t have ended, but did.


As the film opens, senior citizens Lucy and Barkley (“Bark”) Cooper (Beulah Bondi and Victor Moore) have gathered four of their five grown children together (daughter Addie lives across the country in California) at the family homestead to tell them that Bark’s four years of unemployment have depleted their savings and caused them to default on their mortgage. The bank manager, who was an unsuccessful suitor of Lucy’s, generously gave them six months to pack up and find new lodgings. Son George (Thomas Mitchell) says that’s plenty of time for them all to pitch in and find the couple an apartment; the other siblings squirm nervously at the expense soon to come their way. However, the elder Coopers say they hoped “something would turn up” and therefore have only a few days left before they have to be out. This is the first indication that the Coopers are nervous about how much they can count on their children.

None of the siblings can take both parents in right away. Daughter Cora, who lives upstate with her unemployed husband, takes in Bark, and George brings Lucy to live with him and his wife and daughter in their apartment in Manhattan. The arrangement is supposed to be for three months, at which time daughter Nellie and her husband Harvey will take them both in; of course, Harvey objects, saying, “I married you, not your family.” So, for the first time in 50 years, Lucy and Bark are separated and prospects of them being reunited are now uncertain.


Lucy’s stay at George’s grates on his wife Anita (Fay Bainter), who teaches bridge in their home. Lucy kibbutzes with Anita’s students and disrupts her lessons; perhaps most irritatingly, Anita does not think Lucy takes her work seriously. Lucy meddles in the household chores, sending laundry to the wrong cleaner at the wrong time without letting anyone know. The maid, played by Louise Beavers not as a servant but as an employee with rights, complains that she has to stay evenings with Lucy and may quit if she can’t get her nights off again. Worst of all, Lucy’s granddaughter Rhoda (Barbara Read) has stopped bringing her dates home for Anita to meet because she is embarrassed by her grandmother hovering around. At the same time, Lucy is lonely and dispossessed of everything familiar to her. The depth of the family’s predicament can be seen when Lucy takes a long-distance call from Bark while a room full of Anita’s bridge students listens in distress to her declare her despondency at being parted from him.


Bark has his own problems at Cora’s, where he has to sleep on the couch in the living room and walks in the cold of an upstate New York winter to the general store to share the company of Max Rubin, a Jewish shopkeeper played without a single stereotype showing by Yiddish theatre star Maurice Moscovitch. Bark has broken his glasses once again and received a tongue-lashing from Cora about the expense of replacing them. He asks Max to read Lucy’s letter to him and learns of her horror at a retirement home where Anita has taken her to visit with the mother of one of Anita’s friends. Anita thinks the home is very nice. Max, sadly touched by something in the letter he reads but refuses to recite, tells Bark that he’d better get some new glasses and read it himself. Perhaps Lucy is worried that Anita plans to put her in the retirement home, because Max mentions that he knows someone who is looking for a caretaker and suggests Bark look into it. Bark refuses to consider it. He won’t have his wife living in someone else’s house and looking after it. He’s a bookkeeper, and it’s only a matter of time until he gets a new job.


Of course, there is a breaking point for both George and Cora. When Bark falls ill and embarrasses her in front of the young doctor who has come to treat him, Cora decides to ship him off—for his health—to Addie in California. George is forced to consider the retirement home for Lucy, at Anita’s insistence, when Rhoda stays out all night and Anita finds out that Lucy has been withholding information about how Rhoda has been spending her evenings. Lucy spares George the agony of telling her of his decision by insisting that she would rather go to the home, provided that Bark is never told. It’s the first secret she will ever have kept from him. Touchingly, she says to George that she has a secret to share with him, too—that he was always her favorite child.

The concluding sequence of the film is Bark and Lucy’s reunion in New York City, the place where they spent their honeymoon, before he moves across country. They revisit the hotel where they stayed and are treated as special guests of the management. They drink old-fashioneds (“two old-fashioneds for two old-fashioned people,” says Bark) and dance to “Let Me Call You Sweetheart,” which the bandleader graciously strikes up when they take to the dance floor, blowing off dinner with their children to do so. Their perfect harmony and deep love is something all of the people around them respond to immediately. The manager listens patiently to their reminiscences about the hotel and their honeymoon. When Bark says in a jocular despair that he got the bank manager’s girl but the bank manager got his house, the hotel manager thanks them for coming and then excuses himself from their table. After all the thoughtfulness bestowed on them at the hotel, we were starting to think someone miraculously would bail them out. But that’s not reality. All we’ve seen are a few dollars being slipped into an outstretched hat, and the reality of the loss still to come starts to sink in and cuts us to the quick. Why couldn’t their own children see it? That’s the mystery and the tragedy of this film.

Victor Moore is sweet and feckless as Bark, and Beulah Bondi is amazing as Lucy. Playing a woman 21 years older than herself, she totally embodies this sometimes exasperating woman who is so in love with her husband that we can even see it in her posture. She continues to make a show of believing that he will find work again because he needs her to. She waits patiently as he walks into a men’s clothing store with a “Man Wanted” sign in the window, and believes him when he comes out a few minutes later saying they didn’t have his size. And when they part at the train station, they both know it probably will be for the last time. Not death, but economic hardship and indifference has broken this rock-solid marriage to pieces.

This film was a flop in Depression-era America. Nobody wanted to go to the movies to be reminded of the unemployment and evictions taking place all around them. The Oscars ignored this film, too, granting it not a single nomination. After years of languishing without restoration or a proper DVD release—I saw a less-than-pristine print at a local revival theatre—Criterion has finally come out with the DVD version this film deserves. I’m still in tears thinking about this sensitive, honest film with a message as timely and timeless as it was in 1937. One day, all of us will reach our “golden” years. Given the current meanness of our time, those years might be very bleak if we don’t have our own gold to finance them.

  • Jonathan McMillan spoke:
    14th/01/2010 to 9:43 pm

    Dear Ferdy:
    As you state, Make Way for Tomorrow entered and exited American movie theaters just before Mothers’ Day in May, 1937 without much attention at all, and has retained that secretive status to this day. It comes under the class of Movies That No One Has Seen But Me, Or So It Seems. It’s hard to love it so much and have it unknown. That is, up until now.
    Paramount allowed Leo McCarey to make this motion picture; (he waived his salary to be able to) but they refused to promote it due to its subject matter. Then, released from his contract due to its commercial failure, McCarey went on to score a hit for Columbia and a Best Director Academy award for himself with “The Awful Truth.”
    There is a wonderful moment from the 1937 Academy Awards Ceremony; preserved on film and found in the twentieth minute of the “Frank Capra Jr. Remembers,” accompanying special feature for the dvd, “You Can’t Take It With You,” where Capra Sr. presents the Oscar to McCarey, shakes his hand, and then reaching back, grabs the statuette by the torso and with a good-natured, smiling expression, attempts to tug-of-war it away from Mr. McCarey. What Mr. Capra seems to jokingly be trying to say is that he thinks he should have won the award for his film, “Lost Horizon.” The ten-second clip ends before we see who wins the match, but we know that it is indeed McCarey, as we’re certain Mr. Capra would surrender it gracefully. And besides, Mr. McCarey has a hold of Oscar by the base.
    Then as he steps up to the podium to speak about his quirky 1937 comedy, Mr. McCarey said to all those in attendance, “Thanks, but you gave this to me for the wrong picture.”
    McCarey’s drama gave his two lead players more armfuls of the sweetest embraces, both physical and literary, than any actor/actress teaming in my long term memory. Victor Moore was splendid as the funny and warm old gentleman who had failed to prepare for his retirement, but it was always Beulah Bondi: surely the most versatile character actress on all levels the movies have known, that tugged at my heart during any number of her very stirring scenes. Her darling Lucy Cooper could be both a warm granny and a meddling, cantankerous old girl; but her performance of this 70-something woman was so real, it was staggering in its depth. All the more so when you realize that she was only in her mid-40’s at the time. It wasn’t the fine make-up job that made Ma Cooper so real, it was Miss Bondi’s superb crafting of this marvelous character.
    -Author John Springer wrote in his book, “They Had Faces Then,” (Citadel Press, 1974) that, “Academy Awards ceased to have their full value the year she did not get a nomination for Make Way for Tomorrow. That role alone–if she had done none of her others–would make her a screen immortal.”
    -Jean Renoir famously said that Leo McCarey understood people better than anyone else in Hollywood.
    -Orson Welles said that this movie would make a stone cry.
    After waiting for decades for this picture to be released on VHS, how wonderful that Criterion has granted MWFT its deserved restoration, due for release on February 23rd, 2010. Based on the menu of special features and judging by the devoted preservation Criterion has given to other motion picture treasures, I am confidently anticipating a tender and tearful reunion with the Coopers. Though it may not be as grand as other masterpieces such as Gone With The Wind, Citizen Kane or Casablanca, it inhabits my heart more dearly than those or most other film ever will.
    And for that, I/we have Mr. Leo McCarey and our beloved Miss Beulah Bondi to thank.
    Jonny Mac

  • Marilyn spoke:
    15th/01/2010 to 8:23 am

    Jonny – I did hear about McCarey’s comment about winning for the wrong picture. I’d say, as good as The Awful Truth is, he’s right. This is a film for the ages. I’m very pleased about the Criterion release. If ever a film deserved it, it’s this one. Thanks for stopping by.

  • Mike Treder spoke:
    31st/12/2010 to 10:55 pm

    Thank you for your wonderful and touching review of an utterly brilliant movie. What a crime that so few people have seen this and had the chance to appreciate how great the art of film can be.

  • Marilyn spoke:
    31st/12/2010 to 11:39 pm

    Thanks for stopping by, Mike. This film is a masterpiece, one I cried about for weeks. Seriously, no film has affected me more deeply.

  • Sam Juliano spoke:
    1st/01/2011 to 12:03 pm

    This is as moving a film as the American cinema has ever produced, and this passionate review is a compelling as example as any as to why this site is so magical.

    Happy New Year’s to Marilyn and Roderick and their loved ones!

    Here’s toasting that 2011 will be the best year ever!

  • Hoki spoke:
    30th/10/2014 to 7:50 pm

    Readers, please rent this sensational film. The “children” of the elders in this film are not exactly what I would call “struggling” during the Depression. Based on what they’re shown to have, they really had no cause to cry poor and put out. Ungrateful wretches. Sadly, we all know too many people who are like this today…80 years later.

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