Wednesday, November 10, 2010

I Don't Need a Reason to Liv...

Even with my tendency towards long-winded postings here in The Underworld, there’s no way I could fully examine the entire career of today’s featured actress. I’ll just have to make due with some highlights and my own personal reflections of her and her films.

Known to the world for her role of Melanie Wilkes in the bona fide classic Gone With the Wind, Miss Olivia de Havilland had a career that stretched far beyond that (admittedly meteoric) film and, through her recollections of life during the studio era, continues to delight us today at the tender age of 94!

Truly born Olivia de Havilland (could anyone ever have been clever enough to create a name like that simply for star machine purposes?) with the middle name of Mary, to English parents living in Tokyo, Japan, she entered this world on July 1st, 1916. The following year, little sister Joan de Havilland was born, but, sadly, their parents were divorced by 1919.

Joan was of frail health and Olivia’s mother took her two daughters to live in sunny California (in the city of Saratoga) in order to help her improve. (In hindsight, Olivia might have preferred to leave her baby sister lying on a damp rice patty in Japan, but, at this stage anyway, there was no reason for concern!) Both girls thrived in the temperate new environment, though the younger sister would retain a more slight build for many years after.

Olivia attended two different local high schools, taking an interest in acting as she grew up. As a pretty teen, she took part school productions of Alice in Wonderland and A Midsummer Night’s Dream (as Puck.) In the audience one night was famed director Max Reinhart who then put her in a spectacularly staged version of the play at The Hollywood Bowl (this time as Hermia.) Not long after in 1935, when the decision was made to film the production, Olivia found herself cast amidst a wealth of well-known movie actors of that time from James Cagney to Joe E. Brown to Mickey Rooney to Dick Powell (shown with her here) to even Billy Barty! From the very start of her film career, she was decorated in elaborate costumes and photographed lovingly.
Her debut film resulted in a contract with Warner Brothers, the studio that made the picture, and she was soon being put to use in a variety of movies including Alibi Ike and The Irish in Us. She was selected to appear with Robert Donat, one of the more revered actors of the time, in the swashbuckling adventure Captain Blood, but he failed to report to the set and so a virtual unknown who had been essaying small roles was rushed in to replace him. The replacement, Errol Flynn, became an instant sensation and he would become a significant figure in de Havilland’s life, particularly during her tenure at Warners.

Something about the chemistry between Olivia and Errol (not to mention the combination of their stunning looks!) clicked and they went on to make eight films (plus one all-star extravaganza as themselves) together. Everyone has his or her taste as to what is attractive, but I must join in the legion of fans who felt that Errol and Olivia made the perfect onscreen couple. His sly, winking, adventuresome persona contrasted and yet blended beautifully with her aristocratic, wholesome, ladylike manner. Each one gave a bit, resulting in striking cinematic companionship, egged on by their own real life affection for each other, which was allegedly never consummated.

Their films together were usually of the period sort, with either swords, guns or arrows frequently in use. The historical aspects of some of them have been derided since their release (Hollywood rarely let the facts interfere with their desire to put on a show!), but for those who can relax on that point, there is grand entertainment to be enjoyed.

1938 brought one of the all-time beloved examples of movie swordplay and dashing, The Adventures of Robin Hood. Flynn was, of course, the title character while de Havilland played the role of Marian. As was often the case in their movies together, she was of a higher station in life, eventually defrosted into falling for the raucous adventurer. In a symbolic move, de Havilland’s hair was covered up with headdresses in every scene of the film except one that takes place in her chambers, where Flynn secretly visits her.
As successful (and enduring) as Robin Hood was, there was another, far greater triumph on the horizon for Miss D. David O. Selznick was putting together the film adaptation of a novel that had completely captured the nation’s fancy. The mercurial, obsessive, demanding, flamboyant producer would stop at nothing to get the film he wanted and the cast he wanted to be in it. Gone With the Wind would become one of the most lauded and well-remembered pieces of cinema ever assembled and de Havilland was granted one of the primary roles, that of Melanie Wilkes.

Melanie was the impossibly good-natured and genteel flip-side to the main character Scarlett, a selfish, domineering and driven woman who spent the better part of her life longing for someone she shouldn’t have, namely Melanie’s husband Ashley. Detractors have expressed their dismay at the overly gooey and caring de Havilland who puts up with so much and who seems to have no backbone. However, in my opinion, they are missing the fact that while she chooses to be optimistic, she is certainly no dummy and has surprising reservoirs of strength. Beyond that, de Havilland’s portrayal is precisely what is described in the source novel (as is practically every cast member in the mammoth production, a testament to the tenacity of Selznick in getting only the right people!)

One scene which many people point out as notable for de Havilland is the one in which she interacts (against all social convention of the era) with the town madam, Belle Watling (played by Ona Munson.) She accepts money from the scarlet woman that no one else will take because it may provide comfort or safety for her husband who is away at war. She also states that she would not shy away from acknowledging Watling, should they ever meet on the street, indicating a bit of rebelliousness in her straight-laced character.

Those who think of Olivia as the most ladylike of actresses will be surprised to know that it was she who provided the wretching noises Scarlett makes after eating the dired-up, dirt-covered turnip. Vivien was unable to come up with such sounds and, upon hearing this, Liv offered up her own services in order to get the effect recorded. She was also, however, responsible for getting the great screen he-man Clark Gable to the point where he would cry onscreen, something he was greatly against doing and felt unable to do until she spoke with and coached him on it.

My favorite moment of de Havilland’s (one of two favorite scenes I have in the long film, the other being Scarlett’s “I’ll never go hungry again” moment) takes place after the war. No one has anything and everyone is tired, hungry and defeated. Melanie is feeding displaced and injured soldiers, wearily trying to get through another agonizing day of drudgery when she sees a hobbling figure making his way down the dirty pathway to the once-great estate. Within seconds, even from far away, she can tell that it is her beloved husband and with a sudden burst of energy she hurls herself over a hill and down the drive to him, arms extended. Call it corn, call it whatever you wish, but that moment never fails to send me to the Kleenex and I, along with multitudes of others, could only wish for a love like that!

GWTW was a supreme hit from the moment it opened and came close to sweeping the Academy Awards that year. For Olivia, it was a bittersweet time. There was no chance of her being nominated in the leading category in competition with Vivien Leigh as Scarlett, but she was placed in the Supporting Actress category along with Hattie McDaniel, unforgettable and iconic as Scarlett’s servent Mammy. When both Leigh and McDaniel won, de Havilland was crushed at being left out. She later allowed her affection for McDaniel (along with the historical significance of her win) to put a patch on her wounds. I certainly wouldn’t take away McDaniel’s achievement (and she is nothing short of wonderful in the movie), but the truth is that de Havilland’s role was surely more difficult to convey and a more complex part despite its seeming simplicity.

Olivia was dismayed to come back to Warner Brothers and find herself cast in a secondary role in The Private Lives of Elizabeth and Essex with Bette Davis and Errol Flynn. Flynn had been under heavy consideration for the role of Rhett Butler until Davis (a front-runner for Scarlett for a time) quashed it, refusing to play Scarlett opposite him. Davis thought he was a sub-par actor and blamed him for the loss of the role, taking pleasure in whacking him mightily across the face in one scene. The color film had Flynn looking handsomer than at any other time, practically, and many, many years later, Davis viewed the film again and called de Havilland to express that she had been wrong about him and his talent (a fact Olivia surely knew all along.) Davis and de Havilland would have a long association with each other over the years, even if their initial contact was such that Bette scared the hell out of Olivia with her dominant, aggressive personality.
She was, especially with Flynn, still quite a box office draw. They Died With Their Boots On, the pair’s final teaming (though they had no way of knowing it at the time) was the number two film of 1941. (The photo above is not from that film.) Nevertheless, de Havilland was increasingly unhappy with the studio’s persistence in casting her again and again in “damsel in distress” roles or in parts that otherwise gave her nothing challenging to play.

This situation finally showed some chance of subsiding when she got to play (albeit on loan to Paramount) Emmy Brown in Hold Back the Dawn, also in 1941. As a single schoolteacher exploited by a gigolo (Charles Boyer) wanting to marry her in order to gain American citizenship, she received her first Best Actress Oscar nomination. The bad news was that little sister Joan (by now Joan Fontaine and a burgeoning star in her own right) was also nominated (for the second time in a row, following Rebecca!) for her work in Alfred Hitchcock’s Suspicion. This time, Fontaine was victorious and her victory helped to further ignite a rivalry and sense of resentment that had been simmering ever since their teen years.
In 1942, Olivia re-teamed with Bette Davis in In This Our Life with the two playing sisters. Davis’s vixen runs off with de Havilland’s husband and that’s just the beginning of the trouble. The film was problem-plagued throughout its filming schedule with everything from Davis’s husband falling ill to her own health concerns to the bombing of Pearl Harbor, which resulted in director John Huston’s departure before filming was completed. All along, Davis (perhaps rightly) felt herself not young enough to take away Olivia’s man and somehow she wound up collaborating on unbecoming makeup, hairstyles and clothing, all of which were panned by the critics. Though they played rivals, Bette and Olivia didn’t share the real life enmity that Olivia and Joan did.

Earlier, Davis had fought back against the oppressive, almost indentured servitude-like Studio System and was defeated in her efforts. De Havilland, finding the roles offered her almost unbearable, couldn’t wait until her seven years at Warner Brothers were up. When the day arrived, she found that the time she’d spent on suspension had been added to the length of her contract! Furious, she took up the reins of the actors’ cause against this practice and fought back again. This time, the studios were on the losing end and were forced to release actors after seven years, regardless of time spent on suspension, unless the actor wished to continue. A law was even named after her for this pioneering act, which endeared her to many a performer (if not too many studio chiefs!)

Nonetheless, Paramount Pictures, who had enjoyed success with Olivia on loan-outs, formed a three-picture deal with her. In one, The Dark Mirror, she played a dual role of twin sisters, one kind and one evil. This offered her the chance to really dominate the proceedings in a film instead of prettily support someone else. While its certainly no great shakes now, it was a diverting thriller for 1946 audiences. A hooty TV remake was made in 1984 with Jane Seymour doing double-duty.

More importantly, her new deal brought her the property To Each His Own, a melodrama about a woman who becomes pregnant by a WWI Army Flyer who is killed in action. She then secretly gives birth and allows the baby boy to be adopted only to continue to be a part of his life, though at arm’s length. The Madame X-ish tale of a mother’s sacrifice gleaned Miss de Havilland her first Oscar for Bess Actress. Yet another chilly moment occurred at the ceremony between Liv and Joan, their situation still unresolved and apparently getting worse with time.

Olivia married for the first time in 1946 (at age 27) to novelist and former sailor Marcus Goodrich. They would have one son (in 1949), but divorce by 1953. Incidentally, the 1949 pregnancy and resultant birth precluded her from accepting the role of Blanche DuBois in the film version of A Streetcar Named Desire, which, of course, eventually went to her old GWTW costar Vivien Leigh (who won the Oscar that year.)

1948 brought Olivia another of her great roles, this one in The Snake Pit, all about the horrors of life in a mental institution. She had Gene Tierney’s pregnancy to thank for the part, since the actress departed the 20th Century Fox production for that reason. De Havilland researched the role thoroughly in a manner that would become far more common in later years, but was still fairly unusual then. It resulted in another nomination for Best Actress, but this time the statuette went to Jane Wyman for Johnny Belinda.

If de Havilland has another iconic role apart from Melanie Wilkes, it is very likely that of Catherine Sloper in The Heiress. Once again in period dress, but this time made up to look dowdy and deliberately photographed to be as plain as possible, she played a socially awkward young lady, heir to a fortune, who becomes involved with a handsome and attentive suitor played by Montgomery Clift. The distinguished cast also included Ralph Richardson and Miriam Hopkins, two scene-stealers from way back who knew every trick in the book. Olivia was primarily appalled by Richardson’s tactics and disliked working with him intensely. This probably only aided the performance since the character ultimately has to despise her father and she took home her second Best Actress Oscar for the part.

Off the screen for a few years (having become a mother to her new son Benjamin), she returned in 1952 for My Cousin Rachel. The period film, based on a Daphne Du Maurier novel, concerned the death of a young man who was married to Olivia and his cousin’s investigation into whether she had anything to do with it. The cousin was portrayed by none other than Richard Burton in an early role. Shortly after, she would remarry to Pierre Galante, the editor of Paris Match magazine. This union would cause her to make Paris her home base, with occasional trips to the U.S. for filmmaking. She also gave birth to their daughter Giselle in 1956 at the age of 40.

When she returned to the screen in 1955, the vehicle was called That Lady, another costume picture with the distinction that she wore an eye patch throughout, the result of a duel the character had been involved in as a young girl. This (along with the film’s title) makes her seem as if she’s villainous, though she’s actually more scandalous, due to an affair of hers taking place within the court of Spanish royalty.
If I have a least favorite Olivia de Havilland performance, it is probably her turn as Kristina Hedvigson in the medical drama Not as a Stranger. In retrospect, it’s really rather surprising to see her costarring with both Frank Sinatra and Robert Mitchum, not names you would typically associate with her, but they aren’t particularly well cast as medical students and doctors. She, with very blonde hair in order to drive home her character’s Scandinavian heritage, has a Swedish accent that may very well cause you to rip your ears off and plug them up with Silly Putty. I have never seen Loretta Young in The Farmer’s Daughter (an Academy Award-winning performance) no matter what I may be missing because I just can’t go there with the patently phony accents. This one just didn’t do it for me, I’m afraid.

No longer needing to work, but accepting jobs when they seemed interesting or accommodating, she averaged about a movie a year for a while. The Ambassador’s Daughter in 1956 was followed by The Proud Rebel (a western with Alan Ladd) in 1958 and then Libel (with Dirk Bogarde) in 1959. She also worked on Broadway with two shows in the 50s and a 1962 production of The Gift of Time opposite Henry Fonda.

Also in 1962, she was elegantly dressed and had a decent starring role in the Rome-set romance Light in the Piazza. As the concerned mother of a brain-damaged, but very pretty, daughter (Yvette Mimieux), she must weigh the consequences when the girl falls in love with an eager young Italian (George Hamilton!) Meanwhile, the boy’s suave, captivating father (Rosanno Brazzi) begins to show interest in de Havilland even though she’s married to craggy Barry Sullivan. The picturesque story was later developed into a Broadway musical.

1964 brought quite a change of pace in terms of de Havilland’s screen roles. Two black and white thrillers (part of the string of such films that came in the wake of What Ever Happened to Baby Jane? in 1962) gave audiences a look at a very different side of the actress. There’s a whole post here at The Underworld devoted to Lady in a Cage, so I won’t dwell on that one. The other film was Hush… Hush, Sweet Charlotte.
Conceived as reunion of the stars from Baby Jane, Charlotte was to star Bette Davis and Joan Crawford as feuding females once again. Unfortunately, in the two years since Jane, the real life animosity between the two ladies had reached such a fever pitch that all sorts of shenanigans led to Crawford no longer being in the picture after just some brief location filming. Director Robert Aldrich contacted Vivien Leigh to replace Crawford to which she famously replied, “I could just look at Joan Crawford’s face at sevon o’clock in the morning, but I couldn’t possibly look at Bette Davis’s.” (Bette, no shrinking violet, reportedly responded that she couldn’t work with Leigh anyway because of her well-documented emotional problems, perhaps a bit of resentment over losing the role of Scarlett still remaining these twenty-five years or so hence!)

Aldrich flew to Paris to convince de Havilland to accept the part and he had some real convincing to do, but she accepted. The result was one of Olivia’s more dynamic parts from the latter stage of her career and she not only got to work with Davis again, but was paired with amiable Hollywood veteran Joseph Cotten, with whom she would work again at least twice more. Generally, filming went on smoothly after this and the picture was quite a hit. It seems almost certain that there will be a tribute to it on this site sometime in the future as it has quite a grip on me and contains many campy elements. The year after this, Olivia made history as the first female president of the jury at The Cannes Film Festival.

Now, de Havilland worked in films even more infrequently, not returning to the screen until 1970’s The Adventurers (also a recent subject covered here.) She then worked with Liv Ullmann in Pope Joan, playing a Mother Superior. A rare foray into television followed with The Screaming Woman, a fondly remembered telefilm in which she worked with Joseph Cotton and played a woman tormented by by the title figure whose voice seems to be coming from the ground!

Irwin Allen came calling in 1974 to enlist Olivia in joining his all-star extravaganza The Towering Inferno, wishing her to play Lisolette Mueller, an artist who falls in love with a conman only to face death in a burning skyscraper. He wasn’t able to convince her to do the part and Jennifer Jones took it, to considerable acclaim. Liv decided eventually to get her feet (and a lot more) wet in the disaster genre when she took a role in Airport ’77 (a part that had been, in the incestually cannibalistic world of Hollywood, first offered to Joan Crawford!)

She played arts patroness Emily Livingston, a caring, but canny, woman who takes some fellow passengers to the cleaners at the poker table of a luxury airliner. On board, she meets a long lost love (Joseph Cotten) and the two pick up where they left off in 1937. Unfortunately, a hijacking takes the plane off course where it crashes beneath the sea in The Bermuda Triangle! This was far from the type of work she had done in her glory days, being pummeled with water and appearing damp and unkempt, but she lent an air of class to the proceedings.

By now, her feud with sister Joan Fontaine was legend and the two took pains to avoid one another. The death of their mother (and the resultant funeral arrangements) seemed to hammer the final nail into the coffin of their relationship. Allegedly, the two have had no contact with one another since 1975 with Olivia referring to Joan as her “sibling” and considering her a “destructive” person while Joan wrote a tell-all autobiography called No Bed of Roses (which ex-husband William Dozier called “No Shred of Truth.”) It’s a sad situation, but one that has fed the public’s imagination for decades (and they are, of course, both still alive and looking quite well for their ages, the separation seeming to agree with them both!)

When Irwin Allen came calling again, this time to place Olivia in his (spectacularly unsuccessful) killer bee epic The Swarm, she accepted the offer. She was one of many, many stars to run screaming from the little stingers and was placed in a love triangle with Ben Johnson and Fred MacMurray. This was a far cry from the days when she might be fought over between, say, Ronald Reagan and Errol Flynn!

She played small town school principal Maureen Schuster and enjoys one of the great howlers of a film filled to the brim with them. She makes a hysterically funny P.A. announcement that the “killah bees” are coming only to race into a classroom and see a bunch of children being stung outside, the bees pressed up against the window in an effort to gain entry to more victims. Her slo-mo cry of angst is a MUST SEE.

Later, on the train that’s evacuating the town, she is tossed around and ignominiously done away with when the bees cause the train to derail. What’s worst is that the scene depicted here, of Miss Schuster covered in bees, does not appear in the final cut of the film even though Miss D. really did have to endure having herself covered in the little buggers, lying in deathlike stillness as they mass around her face and body!

In 1979, she took a role in the TV miniseries Roots: The Next Generations and appeared in her final feature film as an actress, The Fifth Musketeer, a retelling of The Man in the Iron Mask with the musketeers of Alexandre Dumas classic story now older and with Olivia playing Queen Mary.

A few TV projects followed such as Murder is Easy, a middling Agatha Christie mystery starring Bill Bixby, The Royal Romance of Charles and Diana, in which she played The Queen Mother, and North and South II, another cameo role to fill out the all-star roster of the project. Next came Anastasia: The Mystery of Anna, an attempt to bring a tad more realism to the candy box story told in the 1956 film that starred Ingrid Bergman (in an Oscar-winning role) and Helen Hayes. Here, de Havilland had the Hayes role opposite Amy Irving in the title part. The magic of the original take on the story (that one based on a Maxwell Anderson play) wasn’t duplicated this time out, but Miss D. did earn an Emmy nomination for her work.

1988 brought the last onscreen acting credit to date for Miss de Havilland, a TV film based on the story of the abdication of Edward VIII in order to marry divorcee Wallis Simpson called The Woman He Loved. Jane Seymour (who did the TV remake of Olivia’s Dark Mirror) was Simpson while Anthony Andrews was Edward. De Havilland played the regal, but unspectacular role of Aunt Bessie Merryman.

Since this, Miss de Havilland has felt no need to act (not that she ever ruled out coming back if the part was satisfying enough. She has fielded countless offers, but didn’t bite because none of the roles tempted her enough to go through the process of filming them.) She nursed her son, a victim of Hodgkin’s lymphoma, through his premature death in 1991 and, even though they had divorced in 1979, she did the same for her ex-husband Galante when he battled lung cancer, dying in 1998.

It hasn’t been all doom and gloom, though. She has enjoyed life in Paris and is an occasional guest at various ceremonies from The Academy Awards to other celebrations honoring either herself or her films or other similar occasions. For a time, she eschewed interviews, but has lately begun to enjoy them again, always making sure to demonstrate elegant good taste, both in the surroundings and in her appearance. Her contribution to the two-hour TCM documentary on Errol Flynn cannot be underestimated. An impish, but razor sharp, commentator, she also was part of a special feature on the most recent Gone with the Wind DVD release. She also provided narration for a feature length documentary about Alzheimer’s Disease called I Remember Better When I Paint in 2009.

Earlier this year, she was awarded the French award The Knight Legion of Honor (as was the much younger Jacqueline Bisset, shown with her here.) Though a U.S. citizen for many decades, her chief residence has been in France since 1953 and she is much beloved there. (She wrote a fun book in 1962 called Every Frenchman Has One about her attempts at adapting to life in the foreign country.)

Truly one of THE stars from the classic age of motion pictures, she is one of the Hall of Famers in The Underworld and only grows more beloved here with each passing day.

Thursday, November 4, 2010

"Oh Captain, My Captain!"

On Thursday, October 28th, Oprah Winfrey dedicated one of her shows to the reunion of the actors portraying The Von Trapp Family Singers in The Sound of Music, a scant 45 years (!) after the release of the blockbuster film. In true Poseidon fashion, I was annoyed that she kept bellowing that she had “the ENTIRE cast” there when, in fact, the young man who played Rolf the telegram delivery boy (Dan Truhite) is still alive and well and Eleanor Parker who was Baroness Elsa Schraeder is still with us (in God knows what condition, but…) Even if they couldn’t be there, a mention or a shout out might have been nice, especially to Miss Parker.

The occasion was a special one, though, because it marked the first time that Julie Andrews and all seven children were reunited with the actor who played Captain Von Trapp, Christopher Plummer. Plummer had a longstanding disdain for the musical film that he felt eclipsed all the other movies he’d done, not to mention a lifetime of staggering work on the legitimate stage. In recent years, however, he has come to appreciate its merits as so many people had all along. Now 80, he still manages to cut a dashing figure despite a lifetime of booze-swilling fun! More on his role in Music in a little bit. First, let’s start at the very beginning, a very good place to start…

Arthur Christopher Orme Plummer was born into a well-to-do family in Toronto, Ontario, Canada in 1929. His grandfather on his mother’s side was a Canadian Prime Minister! Unfortunately, soon after he was born, his parents divorced. He was raised by his mother at a family home outside Quebec and spoke English and French fluently. As a teen, he read John Barrymore’s biography Good Night, Sweet Prince and was enthralled. Arts were encouraged in his family and he developed an erudite taste for music and drama. Another inspiration came with Laurence Olivier’s 1944 film Henry V that helped ignite Plummer’s love of Shakespeare.

A stint with the Canadian Repertory Theatre gave him plenty of experience and he honed his vocal talent on Canadian radio dramas (one of his cohorts at this time was William Shatner, younger by a year and a half.) By the time Plummer was thirty, in 1959, he had played all the major leading Shakespeare roles on stage. By that time, too, he had already worked in six Broadway plays of varying success. The names of some of his costars at this time include some very impressive names: Mary Astor, Tyrone Power, Claude Rains, Julie Harris (shown here in The Lark), Raymond Massey, Boris Karloff and the legendary Katherine Cornell.

From 1953 through the early 1960s, he worked in television anthology programs, enacting titles as diverse as Dark Victory (opposite Sylvia Sidney) and Cyrano de Bergerac (not as the title character – that was Jose Ferrer – but he would later do the role several times himself.) He also had the title role (dual roles, of course) in The Prisoner of Zenda, with a cast that included Farley Granger and Inger Stevens.
In 1958, he began making motion pictures, a reluctant way of padding out his bank account in between theatrical pursuits and the TV gigs. Appropriately enough, his first film was called Stage Struck, a reworking of the play (which had been a 1933 movie starring Katharine Hepburn) Morning Glory. Already adopting the sort of debonair quality he would be known for later, he took on the role which had been played by Douglas Fairbanks Jr. in the original. Next was Wind Across the Everglades, more of a departure being an outdoorsy drama, all about bird poachers and the game warden (Plummer) who takes them on. Plummer sported free-flowing, longish hair in a 19th Century setting. The colorful film also had a rather colorful cast including Burl Ives, famed clown Emmett Kelly and Gypsy Rose Lee.

Several Hallmark Hall of Fame appearances, along with other television fare, continued until he found himself amongst the cast of one of Samuel Bronston’s mammoth epics. The Fall of the Roman Empire was a gargantuan epic that starred Sophia Loren, Stephen Boyd, Alec Guinness, James Mason, Omar Sharif and other distinguished actors. An ancestor of the later smash hit Gladiator, it concerned Boyd’s travails in the time of Marcus Aurelius and the devious, demented Commodus, portrayed by Plummer. (Richard Harris, the initial Commodus, departed the production over “artistic differences” and would later play Aurelius in Gladiator!)

This is the persona that would later net Joaquin Phoenix an Oscar nomination as Best Supporting Actor, but Plummer, who was certainly riveting in the part, was not so lucky. The film was a dismal failure, despite its opulence, and it virtually ended the career of its producer Bronston. Boyd (who inherited his role when Charlton Heston declined to work with Loren again) also felt that his career momentum was sorely damaged by the poorly received film, though it has since begun to reclaim some positive attention. The acting, along with the staggering pageantry and scenery are being far more appreciated in this widescreen, high-definition TV age.

Plummer’s next film role would be the one he would be remembered for always, no matter how many times over the years he wished he could forget it. The tuneful, but sickly sentimental, Broadway show The Sound of Music was being made into a film and, after weighing a variety of options that included Yul Brynner, Sean Connery and Richard Burton, the director granted the part of the stern, emotionally detached Captain Von Trapp, whose ice is melted by his novice nun governess, to Plummer.

Plummer, at about thirty-five years of age, was barely old enough to portray the father of seven children (one of whom is sixteen!), but was given a dot of grey at the temples to help the illusion. Recognizing that the show’s book offered next to nothing for an actor to play other than two dimensions, he was thrilled when screenwriter Ernest Lehman expanded the dialogue (at the cost of one song) in order to flesh out the role and infuse it with wit, sarcasm, angst, romance and irony, all things that Plummer enacted with extraordinary skill and grace, making him the idol of millions of female moviegoers.

Music is the first film I can recall seeing in a theater and I made my mother sit through it almost twice! As with so many things, the perceptions change over the course of a lifetime. As a kid, I thought the Captain was severe and unappealing. Now, I see him as using his demeanor as a form of defense against the pain of losing his first wife. Even with that, Plummer is so charming in his scenes with Eleanor Parker and, in time, Julie Andrews, and so steadfast in his sense of honor, that its easy to see why he won over so many people. And when he does finally melt, the scene is played exceptionally well. Plummer’s vast experience served him well when it came to presenting multiple dimensions to a one or two note character.

In 1995 (at the age of 27!), I got to play Captain Von Trapp in a rickety community theatre production and I can tell you that the difference between the movie and the play is significant. Once the Captain introduces the children to Maria, they never meet again until the confrontation over the play clothes. Then they have merely the Laendler in which to fall in love before the wedding! Plummer had the benefit of a beautifully enhanced screenplay in which to flesh out the part (including the argument after My Favorite Things, the dinner table scene and the singing of Edelweiss prior to the finale, something that is only referred to in the play.) The play has since been augmented substantially to be more in line with the structure of the movie!

By 1995, I practically worshipped Christopher Plummer and I’m sorry to say that, as a new actor with only two previous roles to my credit, I cribbed many things from him in my performance because, frankly, I didn’t feel that anything he did could be topped! His Captain was (and still is) to me, the epitome of elegance, class and honor and beyond all that he was handsome to hell and back. I even made myself a medal with the red and white Austrian stripes on it to wear to the ball because I think I wanted to be Christopher Plummer more than I wanted to be Captain Von Trapp! Fortunately, in the public’s perception, they were one and the same anyway by then.

(Incidentally, I have since played Uncle Max, too, and that is a role I could play with delight for the rest of my life. He has a raft of great lines in the play and two lively songs.)

Plummer was severely disappointed when the producers refused to allow him to use his own voice in the film, though he eventually had to concede that it would be best in this case to use another vocalist. (Bill Lee, the dubbed singer, had also provided Lt. Cable’s singing in South Pacific.) He would later get to sing on Broadway, however, in the musical Cyrano and won a Tony for Best Actor in a Musical in the process!

Neither Plummer nor Andrews were securely established film stars at the time of their casting, so Eleanor Parker, who’d been a leading lady for a couple of decades and was thrice nominated for the Best Actress Oscar, was cast as a bit of insurance, receiving prestige billing. Plummer enjoyed tremendous chemistry onscreen with both ladies, though his initial reaction to Andrews was the complaint that she was too nice, “like being hit on the head with a Valentines card.” In fact, he wrote the entire enterprise off as “The Sound of Mucus” for many, many years.

His next project had him portraying a Hollywood studio executive who has to wrangle with a highly talented and successful, but also deeply troubled, star in Inside Daisy Clover. With Natalie Wood as the title figure, he engineers a marriage for her to fellow actor (and closeted homosexual) Robert Redford (!) and tries to wring all that he can out of her before she loses her grip.

He then starred in Triple Cross, a WWII era film loosely based on fact that had his amoral character weaving between the Allied and the Axis powers. Costars included Romy Schneider (which whom he allegedly created little, if any, chemistry), Trevor Howard and Yul Brynner. Directed by frequent James Bond helmsman Terrence Young, the cast also had Bond vets Gert Frobe and Claudine Auger in it and a mod theme song sung by Tony Allen.

1967 brought Night of the Generals, another star-filled, WWII film, in which he played Field Marshal Rommel. The starring players were Omar Sharif, Tom Courtenay, Donald Pleasance, Joanna Petit, Coral Browne and a truly waxen (you gotta see it to believe it!) Peter O’Toole. The story, originally a stage play with many male actors in it, concerned an investigation into the murder of a prostitute in Nazi occupied Poland.

Oedipus the King, in 1968, was a filmed version of one of Plummer’s favorite roles/plays. He portrayed the famous title character who, through a series of events, winds up married to his own mother (played here by Lilli Palmer.) Castmates included Orson Welles and Donald Sutherland (whose voice was dubbed by another actor.) Plummer showed a little of his chest here, frequently swathed in a one-shouldered, white toga.

That same year, he teamed with Rod Taylor in The High Commissioner (and was again married to Lilli Palmer!) He played the title character who is under investigation by policeman Taylor for a long ago murder. The slick, beautifully appointed film also starred the beautiful ladies Camilla Sparv and Daliah Lavi (shown here with Taylor and Plummer. This site has a tribute to her if you click her name in the right column.) The look and expression Christopher has in this lobby still is just the sort of debonair, austere quality that I love about him!

Plummer, in trying to escape what he considered to be the stigma of The Sound of Music, played several villains or questionable types and looked for unusual projects that bore no relation to the mega-success Music enjoyed. Lock Up Your Daughters! was a period piece about a man called Lord Foppington who was trying to shield his girls from a passel of sailors who’ve recently arrived. The rollicking and ribald film was indeed different from his perceived arena at the time, though the film is very obscure now.

Still partaking in epic, all-star war films, he was one of many, many stars in Battle of Britain all about the British Air Force’s attempts to protect the nation from Germany during WWII. Then there was Waterloo, the mammoth spectacle directed by Sergei Bondarchuk, where he played The Duke of Wellington opposite Rod Steiger’s (very indulgent) Napoleon Bonaparte. Plummer’s wife was played by Born Free’s Virginia McKenna and Orson Welles had another of his cameo roles in the staggeringly expensive film that failed miserably at the box office. I used to work for a man who had a featured role in this movie and (since he was an utter bastard to deal with) used to watch, over and over again, the scene in which he is shot to death from his horse.

In between these big films, Christopher Plummer filmed Royal Hunt of the Sun, an adaptation of a Broadway play in which he’d starred. The interesting thing is, in the play, he’d been given the lead role of Francisco Pizarro opposite David Carradine’s Incan god Alahualpa, a bird-like, barely-English speaking man who is eventually destroyed by the explorers of his country. For the movie, Plummer opted to play Alahualpa and Robert Shaw was cast as Pizarro. Plummer found the chirping, innocent, unusual character far more interesting to portray.

Fans of Plummer owe it to themselves to see him in this part, even if it isn’t their cup of tea. For one thing, he is half naked through most of it, wearing only a headdress, long wig and a gold-encrusted loin covering. Yes, his abs are enhanced with makeup, but he is still a fit and sexy-looking man (and this is four years after his role of Von Trapp.) The acting choices he makes are bizarre and not befitting the handsome way he looks, but it was yet another way to break away from the Music attachment (that film having been the most successful of all time to that date.)

Also in the cast, and shown here with Plummer, was young Leonard Whiting, famous for his role as the male half of Franco Zeffirelli’s Romeo and Juliet opposite Olivia Hussey. His screen career only had a few scant years left before petering out. In any case, Royal Hunt of the Sun had a title that sounded like it might be a stirring adventure, but the movie couldn’t escape its stage roots and a large portion of it took place in one stone room. It was a box office misfire.

Plummer, when he wasn’t on the stage, soon began starring in Canadian-made movies such as 1973’s The Pyx, a mystery that costarred Karen Black and had to do with Satan worshippers looking for a proper sacrificial victim. He also worked in a British remake of the classic thriller The Spiral Staircase. The interesting cast included Jacqueline Bisset, John Phillip Law, Mildred Dunnock, Gayle Hunnicut and Elaine Stritch(!)

1975’s Return of the Pink Panther had him sporting dark blonde hair and cavorting with Catherine Spaak when not fielding the questions of Peter Sellers’ Inspector Clouseau regarding the theft of the title diamond. His role had initially been offered to David Niven and then to Douglas Fairbanks, again, the perception of him being a man of elegance and cool refinement.

Another mystery amongst the military set was Conduct Unbecoming, concerning British soldiers in India who are caught in a trial over the assault of the widow one of their fellow men. Michael York, Richard Attenborough, Trevor Howard, Stacy Keach and Susannah York rounded out the cast.

Plummer’s aristocratic and distinguished profile made him a go-to guy for period pieces, often as people of authority or high means. In The Day that Shook the World, he portrayed Austrian Archduke Ferdinand, the man whose assassination kicked off WWI. He followed this up with a role in John Huston’s The Man Who Would Be King, which starred Sean Connery and Michael Caine, as writer Rudyard Kipling.

While continuing to work in the occasional film, Plummer returned to TV in the mid-70s to work on two miniseries. The first one, Arthur Hailey’s The Moneychangers, was a sprawling, multi-character drama about the banking industry with Plummer as a bank officer tempted by hedonistic activities (including skinny dipping partygoers, one of which was Joan Collins.) He took home an Emmy Award for his performance. (He would later win a second Emmy for his voiceover work in Madeline.) The other miniseries offered him the part of Herod Antipas in Jesus of Nazareth.

1978 found him working with Tatum O’Neal in the belated sequel to National Velvet, International Velvet. His role of O’Neal’s father takes a bit of a backseat once her taskmaster of a trainer (Anthony Hopkins) comes onto the scene. The role of Velvet, essayed more than thirty years prior by Elizabeth Taylor, was played here by Nanette Newman (whose husband was the director.)

Some of his Canadian films in this period were The Assignment, The Disappearance and, notably, The Silent Partner. The last one had bank teller Elliott Gould becoming aware of a bank robbery scheme and deciding to pocket the money himself ahead of time, leaving only crumbs for the robber. The robber (Plummer) then goes all out to stalk Gould and reclaim the money he feels is owed him. (Note how hairy Chris's belly is here versus the shaved look he sported in Royal Hunt.)
The twisty, very violent film also starred Susannah York and has become the favorite of a small cult of movie fans. Plummer is particularly nasty, cunning and clever and he plays cat and mouse with Gould. For one scene, Plummer’s real life wife at the time, Elaine, suggested he go into disguise as a female in a Chanel suit, which he does.

Along the way there have been some seriously campy missteps, despite his incredible resume of acting work. Once such gem is the utterly insane, Italian-made The Adventures of Stella Star (later retitled Starcrash) with this jaw dropping cast: Caroline Munro, Marjoe Gortner, Robert Tessier and David Hasselhoff! He has a cameo as Emperor of The Universe.
Though he could usually still command top-billing in the Canadian films, he was now more of an established supporting actor in most Hollywood movies. In 1979, he played the husband of Lesley-Anne Down in Hanover Street, a throwback wartime romance that starred Harrison Ford as Down’s lover. (Ford has claimed that he never saw this movie and will not watch it until at least fifty people have told him that they liked it!) He also played the controlling manager of actress Jane Seymour in the time travel romance Somewhere in Time, which starred Christopher Reeve.

By 1981, he was 52 and turning gray, but could still pull off being the fiancée of much younger Sigourney Weaver in Eyewitness, a thriller that starred William Hurt. Leading roles had to come from the stage or from TV, such as when he did a remake of Dial M for Murder with Angie Dickinson (!) and Michael Parks or The Scarlet and the Black, in which he played a head of The Gestapo opposite Gregory Peck’s Italian friar. He played a priest himself, one of several such occasions during his career, in the highly successful miniseries The Thornbirds, as mentor to Richard Chamberlain. Even as late as 1984, he was still doing shirtless bedroom scenes such as in this shot from the 1984 TV movie Lily in Love, with Maggie Smith, in which his character masqueraded as another man.

As Mr. Plummer aged, the demand for his services as a character actor increased. He was reunited with his old Canadian pal William Shatner in Star Trek VI: The Undiscovered Country as a grizzled, but very erudite Klingon general, adding a sort of faux-Shakespearean air to the role. He was placed under heavy makeup and decked out in heavy costuming for the showy role.
Top directors continually sought his services in their movies. He appeared in successful projects as diverse as Spike Lee’s Malcolm X starring Denzel Washington, Mike Nichol’s Wolf starring Jack Nicholson and Michelle Pfeiffer (he’s pictured here with James Spader) and Terry Gilliam’s Twelve Monkeys, which featured Bruce Willis and Brad Pitt.

Taylor Hackford cast Plummer in the much-underrated Dolores Claiborne as the police detective who ages along with Kathy Bates as he tries to figure out who is responsible for the deaths of her husband (David Strathairn) and her employer (an extraordinary Judy Parfitt.) The one debit of the film is an annoying performance by the mumbling Jennifer Jason Leigh.

Michael Mann cast him in the featured role of Mike Wallace in the Al Pacino/Russell Crowe film The Insider. Plummer would later work with Crowe again in A Beautiful Mind, directed by Ron Howard. Oliver Stone used him as Aristotle in his extraordinary mess Alexander, which he has recut at least three times in attempts to make the public accept it, which most have yet to do. He also appeared in the film Syriana with George Clooney and the Pixar hit Up (and people play Six Degree of Kevin Bacon?! Chris has worked with almost everyone in the industry!)

In 2009, after more than ninety movies in a career spanning five decades, Christopher Plummer was given his VERY FIRST Oscar nomination (in the Supporting Actor category), for his work as heavily bearded Leo Tolstoy in The Last Station, costarring Helen Mirren. Unfortunately for him, it was the same year that Austrian actor Christoph Waltz took more than two-dozen awards (including all the major ones) for his role in Inglourious Basterds.

He has led an adventuresome life, admittedly filled with women and booze, at least up until his current (and presumably final) wife, semi-retired actress Elaine Taylor, married him in 1970, encouraging him to let up on his strong fondness for alcohol. Unlike many other tormented acting souls (including his costar Heath Ledger, with whom he was working on The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus at the time he died), Plummer never claimed to drink out of any reason such as to escape personal demons. He just loved to indulge out of the sheer joy of it. He greatly enjoyed late-nights in as many Austrian pubs as he could find during the location filming of The Sound of Music (when he wasn’t going to be called to work, that is. Plummer has never been anything less than a professional when it came to his craft.)
His Barrymore-esque lifestyle did hasten the end of his first two marriages, one to Broadway star Tammy Grimes from 1956 to 1960 and to Patricia Lewis from 1962 to 1967. With Ms. Grimes, he fathered the decidedly outré actress Amanda Plummer, who has become famous in her own right, though they had precious little contact in her formative years. Fittingly, he is working on filming a version of the play Barrymore, in which he found an opportunity to pay tribute to his initial source of inspiration nearly sixty-five years ago! He won the 1997 Tony for Best Actor in a Play with this role. It would be neat if he could end his screen career with such a piece, though he’s still in such high demand by most of the leading directors of our day that he may not be permitted to retire even if he wished to! Here’s saluting a great and surprisingly versatile actor who has yet to be paid his full due by the Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences.