Showing posts with label Howard Hawks. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Howard Hawks. Show all posts

Tuesday, 9 October 2018

The Thing from Another World
Dir: Howard Hawks, Christian Nyby
1951
*****
John Carpenter’s 1982 horror classic The Thing was based on John W. Campbell’s 1938 short story Who Goes There? but it wasn’t the first adaptation. In 1951, Christian Nyby – under Howard Hawk’s guidance – directed his version of the now famous story and in doing so changed the horror film forever. Back in 1951 horror films were sensational and very few relied on real science or indeed intelligent ideas. Horror films were generally directed by what special effects the studios could come up with and which big name actors they could get to star in them. The Thing from Another World enjoys great special effects and some great actors and you could even call it sensationalist, but what really makes the film so great is the intelligent script and screenplay. There is no overacting and the ‘mystery’ follows logic and only logic. It is a thinking man’s horror, if you will. The film stars Margaret Sheridan, Kenneth Tobey, Robert Cornthwaite, and Douglas Spencer, none of them found great success in their acting careers although Kenneth Tobey and Robert Cornthwaite both became cult heroes in later life. I’ve never understood it, as their performances are so real and perfect in the film. Melodrama was sadly the style of the day and this is the only reason I can think of as to why they were so often overlooked. I love an old 50s b-movie and often the lower the budget the better the film was but there was something different about The Thing from Another World that made it feel a little more mature than all the others. I certainly never felt the same levels of suspense or horror than I did with the others, with William Cameron Menzies’s 1953 Invaders from Mars being the only exception. The Thing from Another World was still the first. It begins as a United States Air Force crew is dispatched from Anchorage, Alaska at the request of Dr. Carrington (Robert Cornthwaite), the chief scientist of a North Pole scientific outpost. They have evidence that an unknown flying craft has crashed in their vicinity, so reporter Ned Scott (Douglas Spencer) tags along for the story. Dr. Carrington later briefs Captain Hendry (Kenneth Tobey) and his airmen, and Dr. Redding (George Fenneman) shows photos of a flying object moving erratically before crashing - not the movements of a meteorite. Following erratic magnetic pole anomalies, the crew and scientists fly to the crash site where the mysterious craft lies buried beneath refrozen ice. As they spread out to outline the craft's general shape, the men realize they are standing in a circle; they have discovered a crashed flying saucer. They try de-icing the buried craft with thermite heat bombs, but only ignite its metal alloy, causing an explosion that destroys the saucer. Their Geiger counter then points to a slightly radioactive frozen shape buried nearby in the refrozen ice. They excavate a large block of ice around what appears to be a tall body and fly it to the research outpost, just as a major storm moves in, cutting off their communications with Anchorage. Some of the scientists want to thaw out the body, but Captain Hendry insists on waiting until he receives further instructions from the Air Force. Later, Corporal Barnes (William Self) takes the second watch over the ice block and to avoid looking at the body within, covers it with an electric blanket that the previous guard left turned on. As the ice slowly melts, the Thing inside revives; Barnes panics and shoots at it with his sidearm, but the alien escapes into the raging storm. The Thing is attacked by sled dogs and the airmen recover a severed arm. A microscopic examination of a tissue sample reveals that the arm is vegetable rather than animal matter, demonstrating that the alien is a very advanced form of plant life. As the arm warms to ambient temperature, it ingests some of the dogs' blood covering it, and the hand begins moving. Seed pods are discovered in the palm. The Air Force personnel believe the creature is a danger to all of them, but Dr. Carrington is convinced that it can be reasoned with and has much to teach them. Carrington deduces their visitor requires blood to survive and reproduce. He later discovers the body of a dead sled dog hidden in the outpost's greenhouse. Carrington has Dr. Voorhees (Paul Frees), Dr. Olsen (William Neff) and Dr. Auerbach stand guard overnight, waiting for The Thing to return. Carrington secretly uses blood plasma from the infirmary to incubate seedlings grown from the alien seed pods. The strung-up bodies of Olsen and Auerbach are discovered in the greenhouse, drained of blood. Dr. Stern is almost killed by the Thing but escapes. Hendry rushes to the greenhouse after hearing about the bodies, and is attacked by the alien. Hendry slams the door on the Thing's regenerated arm as it tries to grab him. The alien then escapes through the greenhouse's exterior door, breaking into another building in the compound. Nikki Nicholson (Margaret Sheridan), Carrington's secretary, reluctantly updates Hendry when he asks about missing plasma and confronts Carrington in his lab, where he discovers the alien seeds have grown at an alarming rate. Following Nicholson's suggestion, Hendry and his men lay a trap in a nearby room: after dousing the alien with buckets of kerosene, they set it ablaze with a flare gun, forcing it to jump through a closed window into the Arctic storm. Nicholson notices that the temperature inside the station is falling; a heating fuel line has been sabotaged by the alien. The cold forces everyone to make a final stand near the generator room. They rig an electrical "fly trap", hoping to electrocute their visitor. As the Thing advances, Carrington shuts off the power and tries to reason with it, but is knocked aside. On Hendry's direct order that nothing of the Thing remain, it is reduced by arcs of electricity to a smoldering pile of ash; Dr. Carrington's growing seed pods and the Thing's severed arm are destroyed as well. When the weather clears, Scotty files his "story of a lifetime" by radio to a roomful of reporters in Anchorage. Scotty begins his broadcast with a warning: "Tell the world. Tell this to everybody, wherever they are. Watch the skies everywhere. Keep looking. Keep watching the skies". The last line is now synonymous with alien-themed sci-fi but very few people know its origins. It is an amazing horror considering the villain is large vegetable, indeed, James Arness complained that his "Thing" costume made him look like a giant carrot. The beginning of the film is eerily basic and unlike any other sci-fi/horror of the time. No actors are named during the film's dramatic "slow burning letters through background" opening title sequence and the plot elements were kept a secret before the film was released in cinemas. The film took full advantage of the national feelings of the time to help enhance the horror elements of the story. The film reflected a post-Hiroshima skepticism about science and negative views of scientists who meddle with things better left alone. In the end it is American servicemen and several sensible scientists who win the day over the alien invader. This is about good science rather than bad science. The film was loosely adapted by Charles Lederer, with uncredited rewrites from Howard Hawks and Ben Hecht from the story by John W. Campbell, Jr (who went by the pseudonym Don A. Stuart) that was first published in Astounding Science Fiction. The film's screenplay changes the fundamental nature of the alien as presented in Campbell's original: Lederer's "Thing" is a humanoid life form whose cellular structure is closer to vegetation, although it must feed on blood to survive; reporter Scott even refers to it in the film as a "super carrot." The internal, plant-like structure of the creature makes it impervious to bullets (but not to other destructive forces). Campbell's "Thing" is a life form capable of assuming the physical and mental characteristics of any living thing it encounters; this characteristic was later realized in John Carpenter's 1982 adaptation. Carpenter, along with many other successful directors, sites the film as being hugely influential on his own work and with the advantage of better cameras and special effects, he made a fitting tribute and one of the greatest horror films of all time. The big controversy surround the film though is over who actually directed it. There is debate as to whether the film was directed by Hawks with Christian Nyby receiving the credit so that Nyby could obtain his Director's Guild membership, or whether Nyby directed it with considerable input in both screenplay and advice in directing from producer Hawks for Hawks' Winchester Pictures, which released it through RKO Radio Pictures Inc. Hawks gave Nyby only $5,460 of the $50,000 director's fee that RKO paid and kept the rest, but Hawks denied that he directed the film. Cast members disagree on Hawks' and Nyby's contributions. Tobey said that "Hawks directed it, all except one scene" while, on the other hand, Fenneman said that "Hawks would once in a while direct, if he had an idea, but it was Chris' show." Cornthwaite said that "Chris always deferred to Hawks, ... Maybe because he did defer to him, people misinterpreted it." Although Self has said that "Hawks was directing the picture from the sidelines", he also has said that "Chris would stage each scene, how to play it. But then he would go over to Howard and ask him for advice, which the actors did not hear ... Even though I was there every day, I don't think any of us can answer the question. Only Chris and Howard can answer the question.” William Self, who later became President of 20th Century Fox Television, said, "Chris was the director in our eyes, but Howard was the boss." At a reunion of The Thing cast and crew members in 1982, Nyby said “Did Hawks direct it? That's one of the most inane and ridiculous questions I've ever heard, and people keep asking. That it was Hawks' style. Of course it was. This is a man I studied and wanted to be like. You would certainly emulate and copy the master you're sitting under, which I did. Anyway, if you're taking painting lessons from Rembrandt, you don't take the brush out of the master's hands.” Perfectly put in my opinion but either way, it’s an outstanding film that crosses several genres that was only surpassed in 1982.

Wednesday, 12 September 2018

Bringing Up Baby
Dir: Howard Hawks
1938
***
I know this will sound like utter sacrilege to many but I don’t think Bringing Up Baby is a great film. However, I think it’s influence on modern cinema is about as significant as it gets and us cinephiles have a lot to thank Mr Howard Hawks for. I think the ingredients of the film are amazing, I just don’t think they cooked together particularly well and neither did the audiences in 1938. I do love Cary Grant though. Grant plays David Huxley, a mild-mannered palaeontologist, who for the past four years has been trying to assemble the skeleton of a Brontosaurus. Huxley is anxious due to his impending wedding but is also distracted by the fact that he needs just one single bone - intercostal clavicle - to complete his work. His wife to be, Alice Swallow (Virginia Walker), also needs him to impress the representative of Elizabeth Random (May Robson) - who is considering a million-dollar donation to his museum over a round of golf. While playing said game of golf, David’s ball is taken by a Susan Vance (Katharine Hepburn). She is free-spirited, somewhat scatterbrained and rather annoying truth be told and as well as steal his ball and interfering with the good impression he is trying to make, she also drives off with his car. The pair meet again later that day at a formal dinner and Susan scuppers David’s chances of the donation once more by getting him accused of stealing a handbag and ripping his jacket. He also slips on an olive and she rips her dress, leading the pair to sneak out in embarrassment. Susan's brother Mark has sent her a tame leopard named Baby from Brazil. Its tameness is helped by hearing the song "I Can't Give You Anything But Love". Susan thinks David is a zoologist and manipulates him into accompanying her in taking Baby to her farm in Connecticut. Complications arise when Susan falls in love with him and tries to keep him at her house as long as possible, even hiding his clothes, to prevent his imminent marriage. While in Connecticut David's prized clavicle is delivered to him, but Susan's aunt's dog George snatches it and buries it somewhere in the grounds of the property. When Susan's aunt arrives, she discovers David in a negligee. To David's dismay, she turns out to be potential donor Elizabeth Random. A second message from Mark makes clear the leopard is for Elizabeth, as she always wanted one. Baby and George run off. The zoo is called to help capture Baby. Susan and David race to find Baby before the zoo and, mistaking a dangerous leopard from a nearby circus for Baby, let it out of its cage. David and Susan are jailed by a befuddled town policeman, Constable Slocum (Walter Catlett), for acting strangely at the house of Dr. Fritz Lehman (Fritz Feld), where they had cornered the circus leopard. When Slocum does not believe their story, Susan tells him they are members of the "Leopard Gang"; she calls herself "Swingin' Door Susie" and David "Jerry the Nipper". Eventually, Alexander Peabody (George Irving) shows up to verify everyone's identity. Susan, who escaped out a window during a police interview, unwittingly drags the highly irritated circus leopard into the jail. Some time later, Susan finds David, who has been jilted by Alice because of her, on a high platform working on his brontosaurus reconstruction at the museum. After showing him the missing bone which she found by trailing George for three days, Susan, against his warnings, climbs a tall ladder next to the dinosaur to be closer to him. She tells David that her aunt has given her the million dollars, and she wants to donate it to the museum, but David is more interested in telling her that the day spent with her was the best day of his life. They profess their love for each other as Susan unconsciously swings the ladder from side to side, and as it sways more and more with each swing Susan and David finally notice the ladder moving and that Susan is in danger. Frightened, she climbs onto the skeleton, causing it to collapse, and David grabs her hand just as she falls. After she dangles for a few seconds, David lifts her onto the platform. After she talks him into forgiving her without him saying a word about anything but halfheartedly complaining about the loss of his years of work putting together the skeleton, David, resigning himself to a future of chaos, hugs and kisses Susan. You can’t help but love the ending, but it comes after a series of poor character developmental issues and misfires. Grant and Hepburn were said to have practiced night and day on their comedy routine after both becoming overjoyed with the script but I just can’t see it. They talk over each other and the timing is all off. The rom-com took a long time to get right, there had been good examples before 1938 but I think it is safe to say Bringing Up Baby re-wrote the rules but it certainly didn’t perfect them. Hawks initially wanted silent-film comedian Harold Lloyd to play David – which makes a lot of sense – but he was rejected by the studio. The role was offered to Robert Montgomery, Fredric March and Ray Milland but they all turned it down. Hawks' friend Howard Hughes finally suggested Cary Grant for the role after Grant had just finished shooting his breakthrough romantic comedy The Awful Truth. Hepburn was chosen to play the wealthy New Englander because of her background and similarities to the character. RKO agreed to the casting, but had reservations because of Hepburn's salary and lack of box-office success for several years. She was actually thought of as box office poison at the time but the studio accepted her casting but the script had to be written specifically for her and was tailored to her personality. Hepburn struggled with her comedic performance and was coached by another cast member, vaudeville veteran Walter Catlett. I still think she comes across as annoying, rather than enduring. Grant and Hepburn often ad-libbed their dialogue and frequently delayed production by making each other laugh. One scene where Grant frantically asks Hepburn where his bone is was shot from 10 am until well after 4 pm because of the stars' laughing fits. After one month of shooting Hawks was seven days behind schedule. During the filming, Hawks would refer to four different versions of the film's script and make frequent changes to scenes and dialogue. His leisurely attitude on set and shutting down production to see a horse race contributed to the time it took to film, and he took twelve days to shoot the Westlake jail scene instead of the scheduled five. Hawks later facetiously blamed the setbacks on his two stars' laughing fits and having to work with two animal actors but it is fair to say that the Golden era of Hollywood wasn’t always a professional one. Both Hawks and Hepburn had a reputation. They both had a confrontation one day during shooting. While Hepburn was chatting with a crew member, Hawks yelled "Quiet!" until the only person still talking was Hepburn. When Hepburn paused and realized that everyone was looking at her, she asked what was the matter; Hawks asked her if she was finished imitating a parrot. Hepburn took Hawks aside, telling him never to talk to her like that again since she was old friends with most of the crew. When Hawks (an older friend of the crew) asked a lighting tech who he would rather drop a light on, Hepburn agreed to behave on set. The truth is, if I want to watch a great screwball comedy then I’d watch Charlie Chaplin, Harold Lloyd, The Marx Brothers or The Three Stooges, not Bringing Up Baby. However, I do love the off-the-wall elements of the film, such as the dinosaur and the leopard, although whenever I watch an excruciatingly bad contemporary rom-com that includes an unfunny scene involving an animal (of which there are many) I do silently curse Bringing Up Baby. For me, the film’s legacy is better than the film itself. Hepburn’s character has been recycled time and time again in some brilliant ways and I’ll always thank the film for influencing Christopher Reeve in his performance of Clark Kent in the Superman films. I have a love/hate feeling towards the film which often means more than just a mere love or hate feeling but I will always agree that it is an unrivaled classic, a true original and one of the most important and influential films ever made.

Friday, 13 January 2017

Air Force
Dir: Howard Hawks
1943
***
Howard Hawks's 1943 propaganda film Air Force served a purpose and had the desired effect. It's regarded as a classic on many levels but when you strip it down to its bare bones it is a tool made to make young American men enlist in the Air Force during Second World War. It is factually flawed in several respects and it’s fairly predictable (if a character has a long goodbye scene, you know he won't make it to the end credits) but it looks great and the model work is very enjoyable. It is incredibly old fashioned for want of a better phrase, responses are delivered before questions are finished and emotional reactions to rather horrific situations are brushed off fairly quickly in 'Gee, whiz' fashion. Any writer could have written it and any film director could have filmed it but, why not hire the best, after all, it's for an important cause. Howard Hawks makes much better films than this but what he did with what he was instructed to make is very impressive. William Faulkner wrote the film's big emotional scene and it's just fine, although the delivery didn't really do it justice. It is easy for me to pass judgement on a film made decades ago, during war time that perhaps didn't have all the facts but the truth is that there had been many great WW2 films made before 1943 and many great ones made at the same time, most of them factual. Recruitment was of course vital but I stand by the thought that a good war film is an anti-war film. The real magic is in the aerial shots and the new filming techniques Hawks developed which changed the way action films were made thereafter. It is a fascinating look back at how cinema, propaganda and society worked during that era, so even though it is a fictional account, there is something historically important and rather interesting about it. 

Wednesday, 4 February 2015



Gentlemen Prefer Blondes
Dir: Howard Hawks
1953
***
Howard Hawks's 1953 musical Gentlemen Prefer Blondes is a classic and one of Marilyn Monroe best loved performances. Personally I thought Jane Russell's performance was better, the scene where she impersonated Monroe was almost more convincing than Monroe herself. It's the Diamonds are a Girl's best Friend musical number that people remember best about the film, it is iconic and still very enjoyable. I would say the aforementioned impersonation scene set in the courtroom was just as good but everything else I'm afraid is nothing to shout home about. The comedy is awkward with only two or three genuinely funny scenes (Court room, stuck in the porthole, future father-in-law meeting), the song don't work at all with the story (a pet hate of mine) and it's more nonsensical than it should be. Musical comedies aren't meant to be taken too seriously I know but I think the overall production could have benefited something a little edgier. It's a classic as far as light entertainment can be.

Friday, 2 May 2014

Rio Bravo
Dir: Howard Hawks
1959
****
Classic western. A bit long and not particularly well structured but it's entertaining enough for either to be a problem. John Wayne is John Wayne, if you like him (as I do) then you will love this film. Dean Martin is great as the recovering alcoholic (beer doesn't seem to count as alcohol in the old west for some reason) and both Ricky Nelson and Angie Dickinson are good in their supporting roles, although I preferred it when Nelson wasn't singing. Walter Brennan's Stumpy is the real attraction though, say what you want about Hawks's direction, Wayne's performance and Martin's real alcoholism, Rio Bravo is all about Stumpy.