by Odienator
While accepting the Foreign Film Oscar for Belle Epoque, director Fernando Trueba said "I would like to believe in God in order to thank Him. But I just believe in Billy Wilder, so thank you, Mr. Wilder." Legend has it that, to request a screening of Epoque, Wilder called Trueba and greeted him by saying "Hello, Fernando? This is God."
I've thanked De Lawd plenty of times, but somehow never got around to thanking my favorite director. Today's Five for The Day attempts to reconcile that grievous error. Yet rather than listing five Wilder films (which you are welcome to do), our five for the day goes the thematic route, opting to cite five themes consistently found in Wilder's work. This is not a scholarly lecture nor is it a reach-around and post-coital foot massage for auteur theorists. I'm doing it this way solely so I can cheat. I'm greedy, and asking me to talk about only five Wilder movies is like asking Matt to disregard The New World.
The cynic in Mr. Wilder would be proud. After all, his movies are full of greedy characters out for themselves no matter what the cost. Herewith, the Wilder Side of the Odienator:
1. Adultery- If the Deity of Trueba handed commandments to Moses, Chuck Heston would have only gotten nine. Adulterers and would be adulterers are legion in Wilder's work; his obsession seems to be to break this commandment and, as far as commandments go, it's more breakable fun than the one about worshipping False Idols. Married Tom Ewell's pursuit of The Girl With No Name (Marilyn Monroe) in The Seven Year Itch (1955) gave cinema its most indelible image of Marilyn. Walter Neff's (Fred MacMurray) attempt to sell insurance to married Phyllis Dietrichson (Barbara Stanwyck) in Double Indemnity (1944) produced a no less indelible cinematic shot of Stanwyck. Is it coincidence that both scenes focus on the actresses' legs, as if the road to damnation were trod by them? Even Fran Kubelik's (Shirley MacLaine) legs come into play in The Apartment (1960), except she uses hers to trod off Damnation Road when idiotic corporate peon Jack Lemmon tries to make her walk off a sleeping pill overdose.
With movies like Avanti (1972) aka "See Jack Lemmon's flatter than Kansas naked ass and Hayley Mills' sister's ta-tas!" and Kiss Me, Stupid (1964), we'll be here all day if we stay on this topic. Speaking of Kiss Me, Stupid…
2. Debauchery- Billy Wilder was a cynic, a sexist and a pervert (see why I love him?). There's always something dirty and blatant going on under the surface of his pictures, threatening to escape and throttle the Catholic Legion of Decency. Subtly rendered smut was for Preston Sturges, whose "hide the naughty premise" masterpiece, The Miracle of Morgan's Creek (1944) is a Eureka! moment of cramming an R-rated scenario into a G-rated picture. Compare that with Some Like It Hot (1959) and the scene that puts Jack Lemmon in a confined space with several scantily clad women, all the while making a less-than-hidden allusion to Lemmon getting a boner in drag.
With the escalating crumble of the old Code rules, Wilder tossed out Irma La Douce (1963) and the aforementioned Kiss Me, Stupid (1964). The former has Wilder's DeNiro, Jack Lemmon, becoming the accidental (accidental?!) pimp of a woman whose name looks like a feminine hygiene product. To keep her from ho'ing, Lemmon buys all her time. The latter is Wilder's smarmiest dirty joke, wherein Dean Martin (playing a womanizing singer named "Dino") shows up in Climax, Nevada, goes to a cocktail lounge named The Belly Button and winds up boning the wife of a songwriter named Orville J. Spooner (Ray Walston). The fact that Spooner actually DID want Dino to bone his wife, in exchange for getting Dino to
sing some of Spooner's songs, is just part of the dirty joke. The punchline is that Spooner hired a hooker named Polly the Pistol (Kim Novak) to portray his wife in the seduction. Instead, Dino winds up being seduced by Spooner's ACTUAL wife, Zelda (Felicia Farr). Zelda gets wind of her hubby's deception and decides to give Dino something Wilma Flintstone never did. Got all that?
3. Deception- "Everybody's Got Something to Hide Except Me and my Monkey," sang the Beatles. In Wilder's view, people had plenty to hide. Ginger Rogers pretends she's a twelve year old girl (and looks about as realistically 12 as Martin Short looked 8 in Clifford) to deceive Ray Milland in The Major and the Minor (1942). Jack and Tony pretend to be Coyote Ugly chicks to escape George Raft in Some Like It Hot (1959). Garbo pretends to have a sense of humor in Ninotchka (1939). And Mr. Lemmon deceives a Cleveland Browns player by hyping up the extent of his injuries in The Fortune Cookie (1965).
People's monkeys also had plenty to hide, as far as Wilder was concerned. The Absent Minded Professor's monkey had to hide its exploration of Barbara Stanwyck from Edward G. Robinson
("where's that Courageous Cat and Minute Mouse?" says Edward G.) lest his owner be pinned to a murder. Joe Gillis' (William Holden) monkey has to hide its displeasure in exploring Norma Desmond (Gloria Swanson) on Sunset Blvd.(1950) so that she'll think he loves her, will buy him things and support his starfucking habit. Ray Milland's monkey has nothing to hide, at least not in this picture, but its owner has a penchant for stashing booze in the chandelier during The Lost Weekend (1945).
4. Addiction- Since we're hanging from Milland's light fixture, let's shine some light on Wilder's treatment of addiction. The obvious choice is The Lost Weekend, with its still-shocking DT sequence and its shaken and stirred protagonist. But there were other addictions to be had: Kirk Douglas' addiction to the media spotlight has fatal consequences in Wilder's unfairly maligned Ace In the Hole (1951). James Cagney's addiction to Coca-Cola and Scorsese-style-speed-speaking causes Communist confusion in the underrated masterpiece One, Two, Three (1961). And Wilder's own addiction to Jack Lemmon (whom he used seven times) caused him to make Buddy Buddy (1981), a movie so bad Wilder retired after making it.
5. Sarcasm- I've said enough. It's time to let 21-time Oscar nominee Wilder and his cohorts, Charles Brackett, I.A.L. Diamond, Raymond Chandler, and D.M. Marshman, Jr. speak for themselves. See if you can figure 'em out.
a) "She married a communist? That's going to be the biggest thing to hit Atlanta since General Sherman threw that little barbecue."
b) "I picked you for the job, not because I think you're so darn smart, but because I thought you were a shade less dumb than the rest of the outfit. Guess I was wrong. You're not smarter, Walter... you're just a little taller."
c) "When you're in love with a married man you shouldn't wear mascara."
d) "There's nothing tragic about being fifty. Not unless you're trying to be twenty-five."
e) "He's so full of twists. He starts to describe a donut and it comes out a pretzel."
5 for the day: Wilder's wares
Friday, May 19, 2006
5 for the day: Wilder's wares
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Odie wrote:
And Wilder's own addiction to Jack Lemmon (whom he used seven times) caused him to make Buddy Buddy (1981), a movie so bad Wilder retired after making it.
Classic. Wow! What a great sentence.
Nice piece, Odie - you were clearly riding an inspired train of thought while writing that one. Have to read it a few more times before I comment further, but I wanted dibs on calling out the Lemmon comment for the thing of beauty it is.
Great stuff ... Wilder rarely gets the respect he deserves, and even more rarely with such style
Great post. Do you really think "One, Two, Three" is underrated? when it was released, sure. But it's got a large & devoted following these days, I think. I saw it in New York at Film Forum a while back, and a friend saw it in Berlin. Both screenings packed with people laughing themselves silly.
Don't forget "A Foreign Affair," the 1948 film that covers debauchery, deception, and sarcasm quite nicely. My favorite line: "Don't tell me it's subversive to kiss a Republican."
I sometimes wish Wilder's addiction to Lemmon had led to his being cast as the lead in "Kiss Me, Stupid" -- I believe Ray Walston was a little too realistic in the role, and it would be fun to see Lemmon acting alongside his wife.
campaspe: I saw [One, Two, Three] in New York at Film Forum a while back, and a friend saw it in Berlin. Both screenings packed with people laughing themselves silly.
I was unaware of the large, devoted following of which you speak. It is certainly not familiar to many people, and when it is mentioned, it's usually lumped in with the two lousier movies that followed it.
It would be #5 in my top five Wilder movies. I love screwball comedies, and seeing Jimmy Cagney in one was more than my poor cinematic heart could take. The dialogue is so fast, so absurd, and so funny, despite the film being kinda dated.
I envy you for seeing this in theaters. I have only seen two of Wilder's features in the theaters. One is the aforementioned Buddy, Buddy, whose French original was aptly named A Pain in the Ass; the other is Some Like It Hot, which I saw in Ottawa, Canada. I took one of my Canadian buddies, who had never seen a Billy Wilder movie. It's nice that his first was one of the greats.
Unfortunately, my first Wilder was...Buddy, Buddy. My Mom saw to it that I watched something else of his, though. Good thing she did.
1981 was a year for failures by old school directors. Famous "women's picture director" George Cukor did Rich and Famous that year as well. I enjoyed that far more than Wilder's movie, and I will neither confirm nor deny if Jacqueline Bisset had anything to do with that.
reel fanatic: Great stuff ... Wilder rarely gets the respect he deserves, and even more rarely with such style
Aw, shucks. Thanks.
Ross, it's just a matter of time before someone comes after me for picking on Wilder's last movie. He's a genius but, if I may borrow a line of his...
"Nobody's perfect."
"Hayley Mills' sister's ta-tas" helped me through my difficult teenage years.
And then she done gone and married Maxwell (Grease II) Caulfield. Truly, nobody is even remotely perfect.
"Soviet missiles... WHOOSH!!! The MOON!!! American missles... pftt-pfft... Miami Beach."
I love One, Two, Three. And Horst Buchholz in sandals. =-)
Tim: "Hayley Mills' sister's ta-tas" helped me through my difficult teenage years.
I doubt Jack Lemmon's ass served the same purpose for anybody!
Juliet Mills' dialogue kept stating how fat she thought she was, but I found her thickness to be pleasant.
Keith: I love One, Two, Three. And Horst Buchholz in sandals. =-)
Communists in sandals, and the people who love them. On the next Odie Winfrey show.
I have to parrot everything you said about 1,2,3. I've been a staunch Wilder fan (& Cagney fan), but only saw it recently. I thought 'where had this film been all my life?' (actually, the VHS case with Cagney and the soda bottle had been staring at me for ages at the rental store) It's a close 2nd behind Sunset Blvd. as favorite Wilder films go. And it really echoes his apprenticeship under Lubitsch - particularly the three comrades in Ninotchka.
Great post, Odie!
Odie: Hmm, well, perhaps I am just very fortunate in my associates. :) Seriously, my German friends told me the movie is highly regarded there, and I know that my husband saw it on TV in France when he was growing up, complete with reverent critical intro. Maybe its reputation has grown more slowly here because we're more reverent about business than anything else--and Coca-Cola.
I do know that Cagney hated making the movie, disliked Wilder and was on the set when he made the decision to retire. All that rapid-fire dialogue unnerved Cagney when he couldn't do it perfectly with the metronome-type rhythm Wilder wanted. The scene where he's ordering clothes for Buchholz took fifty-two takes. Cagney never even saw the finished film. A real pity, it is one of his best performances, and has so many great inside jokes about Cagney's image.
Campaspe, thanks for the Cagney info! I resisted including some form of the Cagney line he never said but every Cagney imitator swears he did ("oh, you dirty rat..."). I did succumb to including a very obscure reference to "the Frog," the villain in Courageous Cat and Minute Mouse who sounded like Edward G. Robinson. Anyone who got that allusion is just as crazy as I am.
I'll pile on to the praise for One, Two, Three, one of my very favorites. Sunset Boulevard is still the tops in my book. I love Double Indemnity greatly as well as The Apartment and Some Like It Hot. Hell, there are very few Wilder's I didn't like. Even Kiss Me Stupid and the misguided remake of The Front Page had their moments. The Private Life of Sherlock Holmes doesn't get the notice it deserves. However, I have to admit that once I was finally able to see Ace in the Hole aka The Big Carnival, I found that one to be a huge disappointment.
Buddy, Buddy isn't THAT bad. C'mon -- Klaus Kinski as the nutty Doctor Zuckerbrot?! That's some fun stuff.
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