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Saturday, December 14, 2013

Charles Laughton

 I was looking for a good movie on Netflix the other night and ran across one with Charles Laughton, Marlene Dietrich and Tyrone Power.  But more of that later.

For movie fans of my generation, Charles Laughton was one of the truly larger-than-life character actors.  He had been trained as a stage actor (played "Lear" in his native England)
but turned to movies in the 1930s.


Here he is in "The Private Life of Henry VIII" (1933) for which he won the Academy Award as best actor.
 He was the "original" Captain Bligh in "Mutiny on the Bounty" (1935) with Clark Gable as "Fletcher Christian".  I still prefer this version, even though Brando's and Gibson's versions would probably play better today.
He brought genuine pathos to "Quisimodo" in "The Hunchback of Notre Dame" (1939) with the beautiful  Maureen O'Hara.  There are at least three later versions (not counting an animated one) but this one is by far my favorite.

He was in several other great films, way into the 1960s.
Played a great greedy senator in "Advise and Concent" in 1962.
And if you ever get a  chance to see "Tales of Manhatten" his segment is one of the more moving ones.
Which brings us to Netflix and the good movie I was looking for.

Agatha Christie's "Witness for the Prosecution"
is one of Laughton's best.  He plays the defense attorney for Tyrone Power, charged with murder.

Marlene Dietrich plays Power's wife.


I highly recommend watching it to see how Laughton commands the camera in every scene. There's the added pleasure of seeing Elsa Lanchester (Laughton's real life wife) as the nurse who tries in vain to get the crotchety old barrister to take his pills.

Watch for an early scene when Laughton uses his monocle as a way of testing a person's honesty.

The ending is something to remember, too.  I think you'll like it.



Wednesday, December 4, 2013

"Brigadoon"

In March, 1959 (that's 54 years ago) I directed "Brigadoon" at EOC.

                                                                Here's our program cover
Here's the cast (most of them college freshmen or sophomores)

Page 3 - We included the lyrics of the prologue (sung off stage by the ensemble)

                                          Printing the lyrics helped the audience get involved.
And here's the back page of the program. (We had a finale at the end.)

The college newspaper article the week before we opened for a fabulous 4 day run.

We double cast the female lead: Here's Jan Robertson as "Fiona"

"Tommy" and his sophisticated New York girl friend.  (Admit it--she's gorgeous)

Two of the dancers

"Tommy" and the other "Fiona"

The ballet number

The finale  (The backdrop is a scrim, behind which "Fiona" and others appeared and disappered. 
                                  I have very fond memories of that production; it looked a lot better
                                                                     in color.
Last Saturday 13 of us saw the Hale Theatre's closing night performance of
"Brigadoon".  These two remember the 1959 show.

Some of those 13 weren't even alive in 1959.

Theatre fan congratulating one of the leads. 
                                          
And here's the Hale Theatre program cover.   
Their production was fabulous, from the opening solo by a bagpiper, to the reappearing of "Fiona" and "Mr. Lundie."  Great voices (solo and chorus), great dancers, imaginative use of theatre in the round staging.  We all loved every minute of it.

But I still have a nostalgic preference for the one from 1959.  We didn't need to use microphones to be heard.  Our actors projected.  Is that becoming a lost art?   I know, I know --get with it, Hiatt.

Tuesday, November 5, 2013

Memorable moments from movies

My earliest memory of going to a movie was being carried out of the theatre over my Dad''s shoulder because I was scared.  I also remember that I still kept looking at the screen as he was carrying me up the aisle.  Over time this early childhood memory began to include the "fact" that I was watching Harold Lloyd hanging from a big clock in "Safety Last."  Probably not true, because "Safety Last" was released in 1923 and I wasn't born until 1924.  Of course it's possible that a few years later, say around 1927, it could have been re-released.  So I stand by my story that the earliest memorable movie moment for me was seeing Harold Lloyd (doing his own stunts, no trick photography) in this scene from "Safety Last."

 In 1931 "Frankenstein" was released.  My memorable moment was when the monster was tilted up on the operating table and we got our first look at him. Scary? You'd better believe it.  Of course since then this movie has has so many sequels, re-makes, parodies, etc. (thank you, Mel Brooks) that it is hard to take the movie seriously.  But remember, this was 1931 and we took it very seriously.  We were scared to death.
1939 was a banner year for the movie industry, including such films as "The Wizard of Oz".  My most memorable moment came when Dorothy carried Toto out of the wrecked house.  The movie had been in a sort of  muted tones of sepia until Dorothy opened the door and stepped into a spectacularly technicolored world.  ("Toto, I don't think we're in Kansas anymore...")   No big deal?  It was in 1939, when very few films were in color and to have the screen suddenly filled with color was something to remember.
In 1944 a relatively low-budget film, "Phantom Lady" was released.  It has since become a classic example of what later became known as "film noir".  It's a great "who done it", with an unexpected ending.  My most memorable moment comes midway through the story when the leading lady (Ella Raines)  goes to a theatre in an attempt to lure the truth out of a possible witness, the drummer in the pit orchestra.  Eliza Cook, Jr. (who made a career out of playing scared, wimpy gunsels) does a spectacular drum solo as he chews gum and and lusts after the beautiful Ella Raines.

 I hadn't read Agatha Christie's "Ten Little Indians" when the 1945 film version was released as  "Then There Were None" . It had a fantastic cast of well-known actors such as Walter Huston, Barry Fitzgerald, Roland Young and Thomas Mitchell in the familiar formula: ten people being killed off one at a time.  I still remember being totally surprised at the ending.  If you've never read the book (I still haven't), check it out; you may be as surprised as I was.
 One of my favorite actors from the 1940s was Ray Milland.  He won a well-deserved Academy Award in 1945's "The Lost Weekend".  The harrowing story of an alcoholic going through the torments of delerium tremens as he battles his addiction was realistic and gritty.  Well ahead of its time. The memorable moment for me was at the peak of of his DTs.  What we see on the screen is what he "sees" in those frightening minutes.  The visual is heightened by the extremely creative musical score by Miklos Roza.  Enough to make anyone swear off drinking.
 "The Robe" (1953) was the first movie released in Cinamascope.  We're so used to wide screen now that it may be difficult to understand what all the excitement was about.  But believe me,the sheer size of that movie screen was most memorable.  (Thank you, television, for making the movie industry get more creative.)



 
 Spencer Tracy (the ultimate "movie actor" because you never saw him acting) starred in "Bad Day At Black Rock" (1955).  He arrive by train to the whistle stop town of "Black Rock" to deliver a medal of honor to the family of a Japanese American soldier who was killed in action.  The town is run by a bunch of bad guys (Lee Marvin, Ernest Borgnine, Robert Ryan) who do all they can to run Tracy out of town.  Tracy has the use of only one arm (war injury) so he isn't about to pick a fight with any of them.  He gets shoved around and threatened through much of the film.  In this scene with Ernest Borgnine at the town's only place to eat, Tracy has finally had enough.  When he stands up and sends Borgnine crashing through the screen door with one punch, the whole audience let out a collective grunt of empathy and relief.  You'll never experience that kind of moment on TV.
 "North by Northwest" (1959) is one of  Cary Grant's best films directed by Alfred Hitchcock.  This shot has become one of the icons for the movie but my most memorable moment comes at the very end of the film. Eva Marie Saint is hanging by one hand from the Mt. Rushmore monument as Cary Grant reaches down to save her.  In a close up we see his hand grasp her arm, then the close up zooms out and we see Cary Grant lifting Eva Marie Saint into the upper bunk of a Pulllman sleeping car.  THE END.  Great transition.


David Lean's "Lawrence of Arabia" (1962) is a visual feast in wide screen, filled with many great moments.  My favorite comes when Lawrence has drunk from a well out in the middle of a vast desert and has been told he's in trouble because it is not his well.  We see a speck on the distant horizon; the camera stays focused on that speck as it becomes bigger and bigger until we can see that it is an Arab Sheik on a camel, riding directly toward Lawrence. What a fantastic entrance for Omar Sharif.
Our family drove from Iowa City to Cedar Rapids in 1962 to see "The Music Man".  It had opened the day before in Mason City (Meredith Willson's home town) so this was practically it's world premiere.  We loved every moment of it and have watched it many times on our DVD.  My stage production was one of my most successful shows, so this movie is even more memorable.  The moment from the movie that I most remember could only have happened where it happened.  We were in a theatre filled to capacity by Iowans and they claimed this movie as their own.  When the end credits started, they looked exactly like a curtain call, with minor characters marching down the street, finally leading to the two stars.  The moment those credits started everyone in the theatre gave the movie a standing ovation that lasted throughout the credits.  It's the only time I have seen a motion picture get a standing ovation.  It had to be that Iowa audience.

"How The West Was Won" (1962), with four directors and a long list of major stars (John Wayne, James Stewart, Henry Fonda, Gregory Peck, Debbie Reynolds, Robert Preston, Richard  Widmark to name a few) was filmed in Cinerama (which is bigger than Cinemascope) and is best seen in that format to get the full visual impact of the many spectacular moments.  Two memorable ones are the river raft falling apart in the rushing rapids and logs shooting wildly down a winding water trough.  You're right in the middle of it.  (Our DVD, which tries its best to capture the curved screen look of Cinerama, can't really pull it off.)  Despite the almost overwhelming visual elements, my most memorable moment from the movie comes at the very beginning, as the opening credits start and you hear a full orchestra playing Alfred Newman's magnificent score. To me that music is the quinessential western movie music.  I have owned several versions of it in various formats (including a harmonica solo version) but the original is still the best.  Unfortunately, with my hearing loss, I can no longer fully appreciate it.  I hope symphony orchestras are part of our next life.


Oops. These two shots got mixed up. The one below should be first, followed by the one on the right.  (Use your visual imagination here.)  Of course you recognize these as moments from "2001, A Space Odyssey" (1968).  It's my most memorable moment from that movie, when the prehistoric ape throws a spinning bone into the air and it turns into a space capsule.  What a great example of visual story telling.

We drove to Portland to see "Star Wars" (1977) on the big screen. Worth the drive.  My most memorable moment came right after the beginning, when those words  seemed to disappear into the vastness of space. Suddenly, from behind us came this huge space station and our first view of it was the underside, as it floated over us.  Unforgettable. 
My latest memorable moment comes from "Gravity" (2013) which, as I'm sure you all know now, must absolutely be seen in 3D and Imax.  I've already sung its praises in an email, but you really need to experience the moment one of Sandra Bullock's tears floats out toward you.  Enough said.  

Saturday, January 12, 2013

This was our year

2012 got off to a good start when we saw  "The Game's Afoot"
at the Hale Center Theatre. Lots of laughs; wish I could
have heard more of the punch lines. But that's my
hearing aid problem, not the Hale Theatre.
They do good work.
In February we went to a program presented
by Emm'a Chinese Immersion Program.
Amazing how fast these second graders learn a new language.
After the program we celebrated with lunch
at Kneaders.


The only movie we saw all year (in a theatre)
was "The Artist".
Well worth it. Read all about it
on one of my earlier blogs.
(Sure you will.)
Helped Laddie Morgan (front, left) celebrate his
96th birthday in March, along with several others
in the Crescent Heights complex.
He passed away a few months later.
March 18 --Avery Harper Higgins was born.
A cutie.  Our 18th great-grandchild.
April -Another great egg hunt at
Grandma Sweat's.
(Note the lovely lady in the hat on the swing.)
In May Barb and Denny took us to
see the new City Creek right smack in
the center of downtown Salt Lake City.
Absolutely fabulous.
Like something in the next century.
June 9 - Grandson Russell Hiatt Higgins married
the highly recommended Megan Walker
in the Columbia River Temple.
Great to have so many family there.
She's a gem.
Grandson Tony's book was published.
Another good "book day" party" at his house.
Nephew Douglas Grant Hiatt came  through town
on his motorcycle, en route to California
and wherever else the roads might lead.
Anyone who flew jets off of carriers (and then
landed them) has no fear of  of roaring
down the freeways and backroads on a motorcycle.
Great to see him.
In August, we enjoyed much of "How The West Was Won" on
Denny's and Joe's big screen in their
new theatre room.
(This was supposed to be a much wider picture.)
In September Christopher, Julia and Claire came to see us.
Claire is adorable.
Also in September, a drive up Little Conntonwood
Canyon with Barb and Dennis.
Fall colors galore.
Mom looks downright sporty in that hat.
Celebrated my 89th birthday in November
 at this exclusive restaurant.
Barb, Dennis, Denny, Joe, Emma there too.
Ah yes, the lovely Jane Seymour
sent me an autographed copy
of her latest book.
Maybe somewhere in time I'll
get to meet her.
One of my Christmas presents was an autographed copy
of Tony' latest book.
He signed it "To Dr. Hiatt from Dr. Sweat."
Very professional, don't you think?
A grand and glorious Christmas with all of
Julie's and Tom's family; many of Barb's and Dennis' family
and Denny, Joe and Emma.
All together at the Haynie home.
The red sweaters stole the show.
Thank you, Julie,
My midlife crises --growing a mustache,
When I posted this on Facebook it went viral.
(Since I usually get only 2 or 3 responses on Facebook,
I consider 21 responses viral.)
And a Happy New Year to you all.
PS --Blogspot seems to have a mind of its own when it
comes to placing pictures.