In the book, Holly and the guy are both prostitutes. He sleeps with older men.
Even so, the book is still funny, in its own way, just not Hollywood, Blake Edwards funny. (For the record: Edwards may be the last direct link we have to the great comic traditions that began in the silent era; an uneven but always provocative director who knows how to set a joke up, and is peerless in how he will pay off a single set-up three, four, or even five times in a row: see THE PINK PANTHER, SHOT IN THE DARK, THE PARTY, SOB, VICTOR/VICTORIA, among others.)
Bobby, Thorkell, and Jake, here's the college professor part of me (an annoying and uncontrollable part, I have no doubt): When you consider an overall negative response to an actress like Hepburn, how do you account for decades worth of praise, honor, accolades, and respect from both her public and peers? Where they blinded by her beauty, and just wrong?
This is not an idle question. Our line of discussion began when you, Bobby, first said that Audrey Hepburn is a horrible actress. Your verb, "is," does not automatically embrace the possibility that any other estimation rightfully exists. Perhaps it's a given that "is" means "to you" Audrey is a horrible actress, but the negative context of your statement rings loud and clear in a world where many, many will contradict you - with impunity.
Don't get me wrong: I'm not saying you, any of you, should change your opinion. What I am saying, though, is that your opinion does not correspond with literally the rest of the worlds. My question to you, then, is why the disparity? What was it that particular audiences at particular times got from this actress that you don't? Or put in another way, what magic did she played on these other, past audiences that does not work on you?
I consider this kind of thing all the time. For instance, Clark Gable, we know, was the undisputed image of MAN from the thirties though the fifties, actually. Undisputed, yes: when Gable took his shirt off in IT HAPPENED ONE NIGHT, it has been said that men all over the world started buying the same kind of undershirt he revealed. Men wanted to be like Gable, and, I assume, they thought being like Gable would be attractive to women. Considering the decades Gable held the crown, there must have been women out there who concurred.
I look at Clark Gable and get none of the MAN persona, none at all. There's nothing in Gable that I'd remotely want to emulate, or would search for in a partner. In fact, I don't really think of him as an actor. Of course, in 1937 millions of people obviously thought he was a good actor, otherwise why the overwhelming support for him to play Rhett Butler?
Now, here's the thing: is Clark Gable a horrible actor? Is his past reputation a lie, a myth, or .... what? If I wrote here that Clark Gable was a horrible actor am I right because that's what I think? Do I qualify that by saying he's okay in IN HAPPENED ONE NIGHT, GONE WITH THE WIND, and THE MISFITS?
If I make such a statement, do I have any responsibility to acknowledge the attitude that overwhelmingly contradicts my statement?
I can go down a list of actors like this. Gary Cooper, revered by many today, seems like a big zero to me, even in HIGH NOON. Seriously, I've never understood the reverence paid to Cooper. He has high cheek bones, combined with all the rest, the camera loves him; he knows how to stand still and think, but that's about all I get from his performances. Capra sort of squeezed a few extra looks out of him, as did Wilder, but in both instances he was paired with expressive, energetic co-stars. In Hawks' SERGEANT YORK, same thing.
Tyrone Power, good in WITNESS FOR THE PROSECUTION, and that's about as far as my appreciation goes. (I once wrote a one line review for THE PRINCE OF FOXES: Too much Power and not enough Wells.)
Joan Crawford's iconic stature baffles me. In the long run, BABY JANE and Christina's book both contributed to her legend's longevity; without the two, I'm convinced she would be known as the star of MILDRED PIERCE, and that's about it.
Errol Flynn, in the words of Bette Davis, was not much of an actor. I agree with Bette. But in the thirties and forties, most of the public did not.
In today's world, what do we make of Mae West, Shirley Temple, Greta Garbo, Marlene Dietrich, Fred Astaire, Fred MacMurray, Monroe, Kim Novak, Grace Kelly, and even Bert Lancaster? All these actors emerged out of a particular time achieving an iconic status, but would they all translate into what we consider this year's best?
Mae West's brand of sexual comedy/liberation comes packaged in a rather heavyset, curvy, constantly undulating woman, the antithesis of what we consider attractive today? Monroe's kind of heavy set, too, and doesn't fit the 2000 figure of sexy, either. Amazingly enough, when they were working, Marlene, Novak, and Lancaster were all considered personalities more than actors; Dietrich, particularly, was thought of as a model who reads lines. (Of course, watch her go one on one with Laughton in WITNESS FOR THE PROSECUTION and win, then tell me that woman is not an actress!)
It's not just that times change, and trends along with it. There are many actors who worked during the second world war who we can still arguably point to without reservation. Bogart, Cagney, Bette Davis, Edward G. Robinson, Stanwyck, Fonda, Karloff, John Wayne, William Powell, Myrna Loy: and after the war there's William Holden, Natalie Wood, James Dean, Rod Steiger, Sidney Pointier, Dennis Hopper, in some cases, Cary Grant, Jimmy Stewart; certainly Brando; and that's just the American list.
If we are talking to film enthusiasts, is our unbridled opinion enough?
If I write, Alfred Hitchcock was a horrible director, how much of my opinion would anyone take seriously?
Nick
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