Showing posts with label Ken Hughes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ken Hughes. Show all posts

Tuesday, 4 June 2019

Cromwell
Dir: Ken Hughes
1970
****
Director Ken Hughes became hooked on the subject of Cromwell and the English Civil War after reading a biography of Cromwell in the early 60s. Over the next nine years, he read more than 120 books about him and toured England in his spare time between film jobs visiting historic sites and conducting research in museums and record offices. Hughes was determined to pull together a tragic drama that would have "all the haunting inevitability of Greek tragedy." His dream became possible when he met Irving Allen, a producer who shared his obsession with Cromwell and after the success of Chitty Chitty, Bang Bang he finally had his chance to make his film. Considered by many as a classic, Cromwell is an enjoyable historical drama that isn’t 100% accurate but is pretty close all things considered. It is based on the life of Oliver Cromwell, who rose to lead the Parliamentary forces during the later parts of the English Civil War and, as Lord Protector, ruled Great Britain and Ireland in the 1650s. It features an ensemble cast, led by Richard Harris as Cromwell and Alec Guinness as King Charles I, with Robert Morley as Edward Montagu, 2nd Earl of Manchester and  a young Timothy Dalton as Prince Rupert of the Rhine. The film begins in Cambridge 1640 as members of parliament visit Cromwell and ask for his help. Oliver Cromwell is a devout Puritan, a country squire, magistrate and former member of Parliament. King Charles I's policies, including the enclosing of common land for the use of wealthy landowners and the introduction of "Popish" and "Romish" rituals into the Church of England have become increasingly grating to many, including Cromwell. In fact Charles regards himself as a devout Anglican, permitting his French Queen to practice Roman Catholicism in private but forbidding her to bring up the young Prince of Wales in that faith. Cromwell plans to take his family to the New World, but, on the eve of their departure, he is persuaded by his friends to stay and resume a role in politics. Charles has unenthusiastically summoned Parliament for the first time in twelve years, as he needs money to fight wars against both the Scots and the Irish. Although to appease the Commons he reluctantly agrees to execute his hated adviser the Earl of Strafford, the Parliament of England will still not grant him his requests unless he agrees to reforms that could lead to a constitutional monarchy. Committed to the divine right of kings, and under pressure from his queen to stand firm, Charles refuses. When he attempts to arrest five members of Parliament, war breaks out in England itself, Parliament against the king, both sides convinced that God is on their side. When the Parliamentary forces in which Cromwell is a cavalry officer proved ineffective, he, along with Sir Thomas Fairfax, sets up the New Model Army and soon turns the tide against the king. The army's discipline, training and numbers secure victory and Cromwell's cavalry proves to be the deciding factor. With his army defeated, Charles goes so far as to call on help from Catholic nations, which disgusts his Protestant supporters. He is finally defeated but, a brave man in his own way, he still refuses to give in to the demands of Cromwell and his associates for a system of government in which Parliament will have as much say in the running of the country as the king. Cromwell, who has had to maintain discipline in the highly politicised New Model Army by hanging a ringleader of an incipient mutiny, later hears from Sir Edward Hyde, the king's once-loyal adviser, that Charles has secretly been raising a Catholic army to resume the war against Parliament. He and his supporters thus have Charles put on trial for treason. Charles, found guilty and sentenced to death, faces execution bravely and even his most ardent critics are moved by his dignity and the fact that he has forgiven his captors. There is little celebration or satisfaction over his death, even on Cromwell's part. However, Parliament soon proves itself just as useless in governing the country and, like the late king, Cromwell is forced to undertake a coup d'etat. But where Charles failed, Cromwell succeeds: his troops remove the MPs from the House of Commons, leaving Cromwell sitting symbolically alone in the Chamber as virtual dictator where he outlines to the viewer his vision for The Protectorate. The film ends with a voice-over stating that Cromwell served very successfully for five years as Lord Protector before Charles I's son, Charles II, returned as king of an England "never to be the same again". Hughes originally wrote the script in 1961. Richard Harris liked it and wanted to star but financiers did not consider him a big enough star at the time to finance the film. They wanted Charlton Heston but Hughes, quite rightly, did not think he was appropriate. He tried to get Richard Burton to read the script but Burton was not interested. Ken Hughes said to Sir Richard Harris that no self-respecting Irishman should ever play Oliver Cromwell, but Harris laughed it off. Although a fierce Irish nationalist, Harris saw past the historical circumstances and became intrigued with Cromwell as "a symbol of integrity, anxious to reform society," as the actor described him. Harris insisted it wasn't necessary for an actor to strictly believe in the character he was playing. Instead Harris drew inspiration from Cromwell's idealistic nature, his goal to take the country out of aristocratic hands, and his "rigorous self-discipline," a trait Harris admired. Alec Guinness was cast as King Charles I with no other actor considered for the role. Both actors were said to enjoy the filming, although in his memoirs, Sir Alec Guinness stated that he was seriously unimpressed with Timothy Dalton's behavior during the production. I thought that the film balance the epic battles with the scenes in parliament rather brilliantly, although many of the dates aren’t correct and some of the characters weren’t really where they they are put in the film and some not having the amount of involvement as is depicted. Although publicity for the film boasted that it had been made after ten years of research, the film has been criticised for its historical inaccuracies. To be fair, any film that covers so much that happened over many years cannot truly fit everything in. The important thing is that all key issues are covered. The main thrust of Cromwell is true, it gets a great deal of history, and the sense of history, right. Costumes, locations (e.g., the layout of the then-House of Commons) and the appearance of actors were generally accurate but, as in many historical films – as much as for practical film making purposes as anything else – liberties were taken with the exact course of events. The main issue was that it seriously exaggerates Cromwell's role in the events leading up to the outbreak of the English Civil War, suggesting that he and Ireton were among the five members of Parliament whom the king tried to arrest when he entered the House of Commons and that Cromwell stayed in his seat and defied the king. In reality, the five members were John Pym, John Hampden, Denzil Holles, William Strode and Sir Arthur Hesilrige. Charles' occupation of the Speaker's chair, signalling his sovereignty over Parliament, and quip that "the birds have flown" are genuine, as is Speaker Lenthall's claim that he had neither eyes to see nor tongue to speak save those words which the Commons would let him use. Also, both the Earl of Essex (Parliamentary commander-in-chief in the early years of the war) and the Earl of Manchester are shown as sitting in Cromwell's presence in the House of Commons. The Earl of Essex is shown to be present in the last scene when Cromwell dissolves Rump Parliament six years after the execution of Charles I but they would actually have sat in the House of Lords and the Earl of Essex died in 1646 anyway. John Pym is reported dead in 1646 when it was actually 1643, the Battle of Naseby was reconstructed with the New Model Army being represented as significantly outnumbered by the Royalists which wasn’t the case, the Battle of Marston Moor of July 1644, the biggest battle of the Civil War, goes totally unmentioned and Cromwell's son Oliver is depicted as having been killed during the Battle of Naseby in June 1645, when he actually died of smallpox the year before. All other inaccuracies are trivial and forgivable  all things considered and for the genre it is actually well researched. Hughes said that the film was the best thing he’d ever done but I would have to argue that it was his second best achievement after Chitty Chitty, Bang Bang but still a great historical drama with two spectacular performances.

Wednesday, 7 November 2018

Sextette
Dir: Ken Hughes
1978
*
I had been warned that 1978’s infamous Sextette was a film to avoid at all costs but frankly, a comedy musical directed by Ken ‘Chitty Chitty, Bang Bang’ Huges, starring Mae West, Timothy Dalton, Dom DeLuise, Tony Curtis, Ringo Starr, Keith Moon, George Hamilton, Alice Cooper and Walter Pidgeon was something I wasn’t prepared to miss. It is indeed as awful as everyone says it is but instead of wanting to switch it off, I became utterly transfixed by just how misjudged it all was. It was based on the 1961 play Sextet that West had written and performed herself that in turn was based on a story idea by Charlotte Francis. The adaption was written by legendary TV writer Herbert Baker who had a successful career writing TV shows for Danny Kaye, Fred Astaire, Perry ComoFrank Sinatra, John Denver and Gladys Knight and the Pips, as well as films for Dean Martin, Cary Grant, Jerry Lewis and Elvis Presley. His humour is unmistakable, it just sounds horrible in the context that it is used. On paper is sounds amazing. Legendary Hollywood movie star and sex symbol Marlo Manners (Mae West) is in London where she has just married for the sixth time. She and her new husband, Sir Michael Barrington (Timothy Dalton), then depart for a honeymoon suite at a posh and exclusive hotel that has been reserved for them by her flamboyant manager, Dan Turner (Dom DeLuise). It just so happens that the hotel is also the location of an international conference, where leaders have come together to resolve tensions and problems that threaten the survival of the world. As the chairman, Mr. Chambers (Walter Pidgeon) is trying to call the meeting to order, the delegates are crowding to the windows in an effort to catch a glimpse of Marlo when she arrives. As they enter the lobby, Marlo, now Lady Barrington, and her husband, a knight, are swarmed by admirers and reporters. When asked, "Do you get a lot of proposals from your male fans?" she quips, "Yeah, and what they propose is nobody’s business." Once inside their suite, the couple are unable to go to bed and have sex because of constant interruptions due to the demands of her career, such as interviews, dress fittings (by a rather over the top and camp as hell Keith Moon) and photo sessions, as well as the various men, including some former husbands, diplomat Alexei Andreyev Karansky (Tony Curtis), director Laslo Karolny (Ringo Starr), gangster Vance Norton (George Hamilton), and an entire athletic team from the U.S., all of whom want to have sex with her. Meanwhile, Turner desperately searches for an audiotape containing his client's memoirs, in order to destroy it. Marlo has recorded extensive details about her affairs and scandals, with a lot of dirt about her husbands and lovers. Ex-husband Alexei, who is the Russian delegate at the conference, threatens to derail the intense negotiations unless he can have another sexual encounter with her. Marlo is expected to work "undercover" to ensure world peace but in the end her new husband has enough and vanishes, leaving her alone with only Alice Cooper and a transparent piano for company. She soon sees the error of her ways and goes to her new husband who has sought solitude on his luxury yachted. She sneaks aboard and he finds her in bed waiting for him, at last, James Bond and his 85 years old wife are alone. It’s pretty grim stuff. West, who was indeed 85 years old at the time couldn’t hear anything, could barely move (apart from constantly wiggling) and didn’t look as if she really knew what was going on. Her lines are particularly blue and distasteful, even by 1978’s standards. A once adored sex symbol, West kind of disgraces herself, appealing only to lovers of the ultra-camp and the god-awful. It’s not quite in the realms of ‘so bad its good’, it’s more like ‘car crash’ viewing: you know you shouldn’t watch but you just can’t help yourself. It’s a stunning cast but you do have to wonder what on earth made them agree to be part of it. I suspect it was West herself, she was a legend – still is – so I imagine it was a privilege for Curtis, Hamilton and Dalton, a dream come true for DeLuise and a bit of a laugh for Starr and Moon. All three for Alice Cooper. The film was a huge box office failure, thanks to its poor production, flat musical numbers and unfortunate script. It was funny, but for all the wrong reasons. However, everyone involved remained loyal and kind about West. There were several rumors about surrounding her behaviour, one such persistent rumor is that Mae West could not remember any of her lines and had to wear a concealed earpiece under her wig to have her lines fed to her. Tony Curtis later commented that West could not hear well, and thus required the earpiece. In reality, West wore an earpiece so director Ken Hughes could feed her lines. Hughes had rewritten most of the dialogue because he and West both felt the script was weak. As a result, West had no time to study the script to memorize her lines. Hughes has repeatedly debunked the urban legend that West's earpiece picked up police signals and that West repeated them. Ken Hughes did later state that with hearing loss, West was unable to take direction, which caused problems in filming. Hughes recalls one incident involving a scene of West in an elevator which took an entire day to film. After the scene was finished, Hughes wrapped production for the day. West was not within hearing range to hear Hughes' call to wrap and remained in the closed elevator for half an hour before being let out. Timothy Dalton has always politely stated that it was a privilege to be part of it and everyone else involve has either stayed silent or have praised West (even though Dalton was second choice behind Arnold Schwarzenegger who passed on the opportunity). However, years later Alice Cooper admitted that Mae West had sexually propositioned him and each of the film's other leading men throughout the filming, breaking the strange protective code the cast seem to have silently agreed on. Variety dubbed it "a cruel, unnecessary and mostly unfunny musical comedy.” The New York Times called it "embarrassing", and that "Granny should have her mouth washed out with soap, along with her teeth." The opening nights were greeted by thousands of West fans who showed up to see the legend but the film was eventually pulled from cinemas after it made only $50,000 on a $8 Million budget. Ouch. If someone were to write a musical based on the making of the film they would probably make a fortune but the film itself is about as bad as it gets and remains one of the most puzzling choices a group of film makers have ever made in the history of cinema.

Wednesday, 2 April 2014

Casino Royale
Dir: Richard Talmadge, Ken Hughes, Robert Parrish, Val Guest, Joseph McGrath, John Huston
1967
**
In 1955 Ian Flemming sold the film rights to his novel to Gregory Ratoff. After Ratoff's death five years later, successful producer Charles K. Feldman then bought the rights from Ratoff's widow and in turn approached Cubby Broccoli with the idea of adding it to Eon's Bond roster. After brief deliberation it was decided that Casino Royale wasn't quite right for the series and Feldman was turned away. I can't help but think money was a key factor but undeterred Feldman made his film but decided it best to film it as a spoof rather than compete with what was quite an opponent. 1967's Casino Royale is an eclectic mess of unfathomable nonsense and poor attempts at humor. Spoof comedies have changed a lot over the past few decades, not always for the better but you can always date them. Casino Royale has 1960's experimentation all over it. I've heard people say that Austin Powers was a much better spoof of James Bond but surely it spoofed Casino Royale just as much as 007's serious side. It's production issues are now quite famous, how do you put a film together that has been directed by six different people? It's not without its successes though, I actually loved the final scene and Peter Sellers, Woody Allen and David Niven are on top form. It's a bizarre example of cinemas experimental but hectic history, in many ways I'm probably quite upset that we'll never see this kind of film again although why the studios would want to avoid such a repeat experience is quite clear and probably for the best. An odd side-step for the world's greatest spy indeed.