Bright Idea

Very early the morning of December 30, Turner Classic Movies is running The Comic, a 1969 comedy/tragedy written by Aaron Ruben and Carl Reiner and directed by the latter. In it, Dick Van Dyke plays an arrogant, unsympathetic silent comedian named Billy Bright, whose story combines elements from the lives of Stan Laurel and Buster Keaton, with a wee bit of Harry Langdon and some Whole Cloth tossed in. Mickey Rooney plays his sidekick and some of the scenes from Billy's later life (like the talk show appearance depicted above) actually play out like Mr. Rooney's last few decades. Wouldn't surprise me at all if Mssrs. Van Dyke, Reiner and Ruben were well aware they were basing scenes on Rooney while he performed in the film, oblivious to this.

The film has a stellar cast that included Michele Lee, Cornel Wilde, Pert Kelton and Nina Wayne, among others. The best joke belonged to a character actor named Ed Peck who managed to turn up at one time or another in every situation comedy of the sixties and in quite a few movies. He usually played some serious authority figure — a general or a cop — who turns out to be a cross-dresser or who gets a pie in the face. In The Comic, it was a pie. (One memorable exception: On an episode of The Dick Van Dyke Show, he played Buddy Sorrell's rabbi…but in another episode, he played a serious Army Captain who revealed that, deep down, he wanted to be a choreographer. That was the typical Ed Peck role.) He passed away in '92 and since then, Hollywood has lacked a good actor who can play an intense, all-business FBI agent who later turns up in drag.

Those of you who are into Cartoon Voices or Industrial-Strength Trivia take note of the following: Paul Frees can be heard dubbing at least four parts in the film, and June Foray dubs one or two lines for a child actor. Also, the venerable Silent Movie Theatre (subject of this article) is the backdrop for one poignant scene.

That The Comic was not a hit, I can well understand. I seem to recall it playing less than one week in the first-run theaters of Westwood. I think I saw it on a Friday, recommended it to a friend on Saturday and when he tried to go the following Tuesday, it had been replaced by something else. The hero is unlikable in many of the wrong ways and the narrative places him pretty much in free-fall with few surprises en route to his inevitable end. Van Dyke is superb in the comedy scenes; not quite as wonderful when made-up, at times unconvincingly, as an old man. Still, enough treasures abound to make it all well worth the space on your TiVo and your taking the time to watch it.

Correction

In the post before last, I mistyped the time Turner Classic Movies is airing You're in the Army Now on January 4. It's 12:30 PM, not 12:30 AM. Thanks to Ken Kahn for the catch.

From the E-Mailbag…

Jerry Carr writes to ask…

Thanks for the informative and funny article about screeners. Now, since you get these things, can you tell us who the nominees will be for Best Picture?

Certainly. As you may have heard, there will be ten nominees this year in this category. The ten nominees will be, in alphabetical order: Avatar, An Education, Hurt Locker, Inglourious Basterds, Invictus, Nine, Precious, A Serious Man, Up, and Up in the Air. And by the way, we're probably lucky that Billy Crystal isn't hosting the ceremony. He and Marc Shaiman would probably get hernias trying to whip up song parodies about all of those.

Meaner Screeners

This is one of the times o' year when I get a lot of "screeners," that being a Hollywood term for a DVD of a recent film or TV show. Back in the Byzantine Era, it used to apply to something called a VHS tape. If you don't know what that is, here's a link to the Wikipedia listing.

It's primal human nature that we all like to do something that sounds a little special, a little more like a privilege not afforded to all. Therefore, if you ask some folks if they want to go to a "movie," they'll say no but if you suggest going to a "screening," well, that's a whole 'nother thing. And viewing a screener is ever so much more enticing than watching a DVD. Anybody can watch a DVD.

I get screeners because I'm in the Writers Guild and I'm in the TV Academy and I'm on a lot of press lists. In some cases, a screener is sent because someone thinks it will do the movie or show a world of good to generate good press or just "buzz." In most instances, it's sent because they're hoping it will yield votes for some upcoming award. There's no evidence that it does. In fact, there's anecdotal evidence that the louder the campaign, the less likely a movie is to cop an Oscar. Still, the studios mount these campaigns and it's sometimes contractual. There are movie stars and directors who have it in their contract that the studio must spend X dollars trying to get them an Academy Award…and "X" is often a rather high number. So they have to spend it on something.

Screeners seem to be changing lately. Most used to come in much more elaborate packaging — fancy, obviously expensive cases, sometimes enormously cumbersome things. There was one — a documentary of some kind — that arrived inside a world globe at least a foot in diameter. You flipped open Portugal and there was the DVD. There was some biblical film that arrived inside an alleged replica of the Ten Commandments. You opened up a little plastic slab labelled "Thou shalt not covet thy neighbor's wife" and there was your DVD. The fact that I don't remember the movies in question should tell you something about how effective this kind of thing can be.

Recently, I think the publicists figured out that the stunt wrappings were more annoying than promotional. There was no easy way to store some of their offerings…or even to have them around your house until you found time to watch the DVD within. To the environmentally-conscious, the extraneous debris seemed anti-green and wasteful, plus it all smelled of desperation; like the folks sending them out were admitting the film or TV show didn't merit attention without a lush gimmick. Way too many of the screeners that arrived inside Rose Parade floats never got a nomination for anything. In any case, most of 'em now show up in pretty basic casings, some in just cardboard sleeves. The ones lobbying me to vote for something in the Writers Guild awards often include a copy of the script, as well.

A friend who also gets them suggested to me that the simpler packaging was because of the bad economy. I don't think so. I think it's because of the reasons I just gave. They're still spending unnecessary bucks on screener dissemination, lately by sending most of them FedEx overnight, signature required. This calls attention to the DVD and makes you feel special — like they really wanted to make sure you received yours — even if it is a bit annoying to keep answering the door and signing for a copy of Alec Baldwin's lastest performance. (One arrives about every other day. I think that's about how fast he makes them.)

I suspect they're not trying to stroke us with all this FedExing so much as get written proof that we received the DVD. Lately, most of them come with this lawyer-written warning that I should watch the DVD…and then I'm on my honor to break it in half or otherwise destroy it, lest it fall into unauthorized hands. My copy has been secretly encoded with my DNA or something that will enable them to trace it and arrest me if anyone but me ever has possession of it. Should that someone mass-duplicate it, I would, of course, receive the death penalty. Never mind that I didn't ask for these DVDs in the first place. It's like a total stranger sent you a gift out of the blue…and threatened you with prison time if you didn't take proper care of it.

The threats are especially odd now that movies are turning up on commercial DVDs about eight minutes after they play the Cineplex at the mall. Some of the DVDs sent me this season are special pressings but some are mass-market releases you can buy on Amazon or rent from Netflix. Still, they come with these threatening letters from folks who are trying to woo me into voting for their products.

Odd? Yeah, but not as odd as this: If I send a screenplay to most of these studios, they'll return it unread with a stern letter — probably written by the guy who writes the threats in the screeners — that they don't accept unsolicited material. And then they send me unsolicited material…including copies of their screenplays.

From the E-Mailbag…

Paul Castiglia writes to say…well, here. I'll cut 'n' paste and let you read it for yourself…

I'm not one to nitpick your classic comedy posts — you know more about the subject than I could ever hope to learn — but is it accurate to state that Jack Benny's film The Horn Blows at Midnight features "Margaret Dumont in a rare non-Marx appearance" when she also appeared in Kentucky Kernels and High Flyers with Wheeler & Woolsey, The Life of the Party with Joe Penner, Never Give a Sucker an Even Break with W.C. Fields, The Dancing Masters with Laurel & Hardy, Up in Arms with Danny Kaye, Seven Days Ashore with Brown & Carney and Little Giant with Abbott & Costello?

Of course, she made several other movies but my point is that there's always been this idea perpetuated, this misconception people have that Margaret Dumont was not only exclusively a foil for the Marx Brothers but in some folks' minds made nothing but Marx Brothers movies. And I think that gives short-shrift to her because obviously she was deemed worthy enough to co-star with Fields, Kaye, Laurel & Hardy, Abbott & Costello and even Wheeler & Woolsey whose names may mean zilch to most people today but as you know, being mega-successful at the box office, they were nothing to sneeze at, either.

I know you didn't mean it intentionally, but my thought is that when it comes to Dumont playing foil to classic comedians she had several opportunities beyond co-starring with the Marxes, so those appearances can't really be called "rare." Just my two cents.

Well, if I were Groucho, I'd probably say, "If you don't like 'rare,' how about 'medium well?' How about 'well-done with a side of gravy?'" But okay, you have a point. The lady did do a little more in her career than act clueless about Marx double entendres.

Here's kind of an interesting thing to think about. Ms. Dumont was so perfect in the role of a high-society dowager that directors and casting folks used to refer to that kind of character as "a Margaret Dumont role." When one turned up in a script, they'd describe it thusly and maybe try to hire her. I'll bet there were other actresses who were known for playing "Margaret Dumont roles" when she either wasn't available or if a director feared it was too obvious to book her. There were a lot of character actors back then who seemed synonymous with a certain on-screen function…like Jack Norton (who always played a drunk) or Fritz Feld (who always played a waiter) or Iris Adrian (who always played someone's cheap, loudmouthed girl friend).

So is there anyone like that today? Anyone who's so identified as a certain "type" that they're the obvious casting — or at least, model — for a certain kind of role? I can't think of anyone.

Rumor Rumor

Someone is spreading the word around Ye Olde Internet that the great comedy writer Larry Gelbart was recently incapacitated by a stroke and is on the cusp of taking the permanent dirt nap. Mr. Gelbart has since posted a few messages here and there suggesting that as far as he knows, this is not true. I hope, for his sake and all of ours, he's right.

Some time before Larry does leave us, it would be nice if someone would put a certain great, neglected masterpiece out on DVD. I'm talking about Movie Movie, a 1979 release which starred George C. Scott, Art Carney, Eli Wallach and a bunch of other fine folks. Stanley Donen directed and Gelbart co-wrote with our pal Sheldon Keller, who left us last September. I once heard Sheldon talk about the film over lunch at Jerry's Deli and if you could have recorded that and put it out as a commentary track, there would have been the danger of the commentary track being funnier than the movie…and the movie's pretty damn funny.

The film is actually two short movies in one, plus a trailer for a third movie. All feature the same cast. All feature the same warped sense of humor, spoofing their respective genres with great affection. This article in The Washington Times makes the case that a DVD release is waaaay overdue and it's the first thing in that paper all year I've agreed with. Let's make a little noise in the direction of seeing that happen.

Milhous Movie

I recently watched a "screener" DVD of Frost/Nixon (that's a DVD they send out free to folks in the industry who can vote for awards) and I wish I knew what I thought of it. I enjoyed the film. It held my attention all the way through and I thought the performances and direction were excellent. I will probably watch it again.

But a lot of things bothered me about it, starting with the fact that I thought it overinflated the importance of the legendary Frost-Nixon interviews. They were a nice bit of entertainment to those of us who were waiting to see Richard M. Nixon squirm a little and put on the defensive…but in the end, I think that's all they were. Nixon got a lot of money and from some quarters, some much-craved sympathy. Beyond that, things remained largely status quo. Those who insisted he'd been railroaded from office still insisted it. Those who disliked him still disliked him. "The system" did not change much except that those in it were reminded that it's possible to get caught.

I am a bit surprised that Sir David Frost is making the rounds, talking up a movie that makes him look like such a weak, shallow figure. Frost was a much better interviewer than the one portrayed by Michael Sheen in this movie, and less the underdog. I don't recall his reputation and career at that stage being so fragile that he desperately needed the success of the interviews the way the Frost on screen does. Making him a true David to Nixon's Goliath was probably wise from a dramatic standpoint but I couldn't help but think that while a more accurate weighting would have lacked a certain punch, it might have gotten at more truth about its subjects.

One interesting bit of simplification is that in the movie, Frost contracts for four hours of interviewing Nixon, and Nixon proceeds to dominate the first three hours with tangents and trivia, making for naught but self-serving froth. And so it all comes down to the last hour, the one devoted to Watergate, in which Frost must land some sort of punch that will legitimize the whole project…and by cramming like a college student the night before an exam, he manages to do this. That's not what happened. For one thing, Frost scored points aplenty in the earlier sessions. (Nixon's defenses of the bombing of Cambodia were probably more damning admissions than anything he said with regard to Watergate.)

Also, in reality, Frost went into the tapings well aware that Nixon could and would stonewall, deviate, double talk and generally control any conversation. The original contract called for a four-to-one ratio — Nixon would sit for twenty-four hours of interviewing which would be pared down to four 90-minute shows. (Eventually, an additional hour-long show was added.) About halfway through the tapings, when Nixon's ramblings were consuming too much of the time, Frost requested additional taping time. Nixon refused…so Frost responded with a pretty clever threat: If Nixon wouldn't grant more hours of interrogation, Frost would merely leave out a number of topics, like normalization of relations with China, that Nixon regarded as his legacy and triumphs. Nixon gave in and four more hours of taping were added. So the questioning went on for 28 hours, not four.

Another departure from reality: In the climax, at the critical last taping session, Frost gets Nixon to blurt out his famous and incriminating line, "When the president does it, it's not illegal!" But Nixon actually said that in an earlier conversation, not the final one.

The movie treats that line as the moment of Frost's victory and vindication and maybe, in terms of making the interviews a media success, it was. But in reality, when it was all over, Nixon was still Nixon. In the early part of the film, one of Frost's associates speaks of giving Nixon "the trial he never had." I sure didn't think that's what happened. Frost got Nixon to tear up and admit he'd let his country down and — in the passive voice — that mistakes were made. He arguably went a little farther than that but, inarguably, not very far.

I'm probably overthinking the movie, which is fine for what it is. The performances are excellent. The story is gripping, even though you pretty much know exactly where it's going and how long it's going to take to get there. Like I said, I'll probably watch Frost/Nixon at least one more time because I enjoyed it very much. What I guess I didn't enjoy was after, when I thought about how much Nixon got away with. Yeah, he had to resign in disgrace but he also never had to answer for what he'd done. The worst that happened was that David Frost made him cry a little.

Langdon and Hardy

During the first dozen or so years that Stan Laurel and Oliver Hardy made their wonderful movies for Hal Roach's studio, they were under separate contracts that expired at different times. This gave Roach a bit of bargaining leverage. When Stan's contract ended, it was not possible for Laurel and Hardy to threaten to go elsewhere since Ollie was still tied to that studio. So Laurel would re-up at a slight increase on the old terms and then a few months later when Hardy's contract ran out, he'd also have no choice but to sign again. Eventually, Stan decided that this had to stop; that even if they wound up staying with Roach, the two of them should negotiate as a unit and sign as a unit.

In 1938, Laurel and Hardy made Block-Heads for Roach. The filming did not go smoothly as Mr. Laurel was then beset with some personal (and unfortunately, publicized) problems in his home life. Since his latest contract was expiring, rumors spread that this would be the last Laurel and Hardy film. In reality though, Laurel was not only ready to work with Hardy again, he'd decided not to sign a new deal but instead to wait until Hardy was a free agent. This meant that for around six months, Roach had Hardy under contract but not Laurel. During that time, Oliver made a film without Stan — a quirky screwball comedy most often called Zenobia. It was also released in various countries as Elephants Never Forget, It's Springtime Again and Zenobia's Revenge. Never trust a movie with more titles than jokes.

In it, Mr. Hardy plays a country doctor who nurses a sick elephant back to health and is then unable to get rid of the beast. Cast as the elephant's handler was Harry Langdon, who had once been considered a peer of Chaplin, Lloyd and Keaton in silent comedy. By '39, that status was as defunct as silent pictures themselves, and Langdon was appearing in low budget comedies and also working as a gag writer for Laurel and Hardy. In fact, he was one of the writers of Block-Heads, the opening of which bears more than a slight resemblance to his 1926 classic, Soldier Man.

When gossip columnists heard that Hardy was making a film sans Laurel and with Langdon, they jumped to the not-illogical — but also not true — conclusion that Stan was out and that Zenobia would be the first in a series of Langdon and Hardy movies. The Roach studio seems to have decided that this was a good publicity angle, and perhaps a way to put a little pressure on Laurel, so little was done to discourage such speculations.

Zenobia is not a great film by any means. Hardy is quite good in a change-of-pace role that reminds you that he wasn't really that dumb guy who palled around with Mr. Laurel. He was an actor and a pretty good one, at that. Langdon is also fine in the film…but in no way are the two men teamed in the sense that Laurel and Hardy were teamed. They're merely two actors who happen to be in the same movie, and Langdon doesn't even have that much screen time. (Zenobia also features Stepin Fetchit and Billie Burke, among others. Ms. Burke did many things in many movies which no one remembers because she was the Good Witch in The Wizard of Oz.)

By the time Zenobia reached theaters, Stan and Ollie were back making movies together. They did an independent film called The Flying Deuces and then there was a new deal with Roach for a couple more pictures. Langdon was among the writers for these and he continued to appear in other films, including a series of shorts for Columbia and a few halting attempts to team him with actor-gagman Charley Rogers, who'd also written for Stan and Ollie. Langdon passed away in 1944.

Zenobia can be seen early Thursday, January 5, on Turner Classic Movies. It's on at 7:15 AM Eastern time so we're talking 4:15 in the morning on this coast. It will be preceded by The Flying Deuces, the movie which exists on more cheapo tapes and DVDs than any other movie ever made. We assume TCM will not be running one of the nineteenth-generation copies they sell at the 99-Cent Store.

Breaking Gorilla Suit News

Here's great news. May 4, you'll able to purchase The Marx Brothers Collection, a 5-DVD set featuring seven whole Marx Brothers movies…A Night at the Opera, A Day at the Races, At The Circus, Go West, Room Service, The Big Store and A Night in Casablanca. There are new "Making of…" documentaries for the first two, plus trailers and classic cartoons and shorts from the same year as each movie. List price will be sixty bucks, so you'll probably be able to pick it up for less than fifty…and I'm told these are new, wonderful transfers. Opera, Races and Casablanca will also be offered as individual releases. I'll post a link on this site when it's possible to order this.

For those of you scoring at home: This will mean that Love Happy is the only Marx Brothers movie that has never been released on DVD. This is not a huge loss since Love Happy is a Marx Brothers movie the way Sbarro's is an Italian restaurant.

The first five Marx movies (Cocoanuts, Animal Crackers, Monkey Business, Horse Feathers and Duck Soup) are controlled by Universal Home Video which released them some time ago but has allowed them to go outta-print. If you look around, you may still be able to find them…but you may not want to try too hard. Though Universal says they have no current plans for a reissue, they're doing a lot of boxed sets of old comedy series these days and since the Marx films are already transferred and popular, it's likely we will soon see them out in a collection. In the meantime, if you crave more Marx humor, I would like to again recommend the recently-released collection of You Bet Your Life: The Lost Episodes. It really is a marvelous package of eighteen episodes plus enough Groucho extras to make anyone's eyebrows go up and down. Click right here to order a copy if you don't have one. There are certain DVDs you love because someone did a decent transfer of a great piece of film and others that go beyond that, adding in wonderful bonuses and digging up rare material. This one's the latter and it sounds like the 5-DVD set will be, as well.

You will especially want the 5-DVD set because it includes At The Circus, which has Charlie Gemora in not one but two different gorilla suits. They had to change costumes in mid-shooting so the gorilla's appearance changes but it's reportedly Charlie in both skins. Name me an actor today who can perform so effectively in a gorilla costume. (Okay, besides Robert Duvall…)

Funny Film Forecast

In an attempt to appease the never-ending demand for Olsen and Johnson movies, Trio is running their 1943 film Crazy House this week and next in multiple airings. And it may take you multiple viewings to figure out all that's going on it, and to savor the amazing supporting cast of comedic actors. The roster includes Billy Gilbert, Shemp Howard, Edgar Kennedy, Hans Conried, Franklin Pangborn…well, lots of good people. In fact, everyone's funny in this movie except its stars, Ole Olsen and Chic Johnson. Well no, I take that back. They're sort of funny. But what's really funny is the frenetic pace as they appear in a movie about them appearing in a movie about them appearing in a movie. Ole and Chic were the masters of keeping it moving and keeping it silly, and they not only broke the fourth wall but would sometimes erect a fifth or sixth wall, just so they could knock them down, as well. Trio also runs old episodes of Rowan and Martin's Laugh-In and that show was an obvious descendant of the Olsen and Johnson style, as seen in several movies and Broadway shows, most notably Hellzapoppin'.

I think. It's been a good thirty-something years since I've seen Hellzapoppin', which is among the most famous allegedly-great comedies that almost no one has ever seen. Apparently, some legal problem has kept it off TV and home video for decades but no longer. It's recently been released in Australia on a DVD which is alleged to be "region-free," meaning it should play on players in this country. I'm going to find out what I can about this and report back to you here.

While I've got you here: Early Wednesday morning, Turner Classic Movies is running the 1931 Parlor, Bedroom and Bath. This is one of those early talkies that Buster Keaton made as his career and sanity were deserting him and the first half is pretty slow. Near the end, it gets a lot better but you have to really like Keaton to make it that far.

Harold Lloyd Alert

As mentioned on my old weblog, Turner Movie Classics is running an awful lot of Harold Lloyd movies this month. If you're ever going to watch, tonight would be a good time since they're offering Harold Lloyd's World of Comedy, a 1962 compilation that features highlights from a number of Lloyd's movies. For years before its release, Lloyd's work was generally unavailable to the public. Actually, silent movies have never been all that available but even the limited venues that showed them back then couldn't get their mitts on Lloyd's best. He controlled them and told all who inquired that he was waiting for the "right moment" to rerelease them.

He was also waiting for what some said was an unrealistically high price. Financial expectations were scaled back as he watched film festivals and college courses praise Charlie Chaplin and Buster Keaton, ignoring the man whose comedies had outgrossed the both of them. Lloyd's business strategy was backfiring on his reputation. When one of his films did get shown, it was the early, unimpressive ones he didn't control. So in '62, he dropped his price and personally selected the contents of a film that was designed to remind the world who he was and why he was important. The showcase was a bit heavy on wild action scenes from his silent films and some curious choices from his talkies, the latter reportedly included because he was angry at books and articles that had suggested his career had ended with the coming of sound. Still, it did well at the box office and, coupled with the attendant p.r. campaign, did a lot to restore Lloyd's fame. A follow-up called Harold Lloyd's Funny Side of Life received scant distribution in the U.S. and did most of its business overseas.

In any case, Harold Lloyd's World of Comedy is a great time-saver: If you watch it and don't enjoy yourself, there's really no point in watching any other Harold Lloyd movie. If you do like it, Turner is running a batch of good shorts afterwards, followed by two of Lloyd's best features — Grandma's Boy and Dr. Jack. As you'll see, he did a lot more than hang off clock faces.