Showing posts with label hollywood. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hollywood. Show all posts

February 5, 2013

Women in horror during the 1920s - part 4

In case my previous posts have made you think that I'm not too keen on the silent era of Hollywood, let me just confirm that fact by presenting you with the biggest fiasco of the mid-1920s: "The Phantom of the Opera".



Suffice it to say that "The Phantom of the Opera" was a mess from start to finish with the original director walking out and multiple cuts needed to make the story more entertaining for the low-brow masses. Test audiences were less than impressed by Universal's attempt to ape the European film industry's style of faithfully adapting novels for the silver screen so comedic characters, more action scenes, and various changes to major plot points were tried and removed until a middle ground was reached. Finally, a chase scene was added to the end as the heartbreaking finale of the novel by Gaston Leroux didn't work for bloodthirsty Yanks.

Even though "The Phantom of the Opera" wasn't the first "horror movie" to be remade, it was still most assuredly a more lavish and overlong remake of the 1916 German version by Ernst Matray, "Das Gespenst im Opernhaus" or "Das Phantom der Oper" (which allegedly was co-written by Greta Schroeder of "Nosferatu" fame). Talkies hadn't even arrived and already Hollywood was out of ideas!

What makes "The Phantom of the Opera" even more ludicrous in the age of silent films is that it's about an opera! I suppose that's almost as daft as writing a book about an opera, but if ever a movie needed sound, it's this one! Universal did indeed create a semi-talkie version in 1929, but it's now considered lost.

For all the gory details about the making of "The Phantom of the Opera" and the different versions, I suggest taking a look at the Wikipedia page. Instead of rehashing all that information, this post is simply going to be about the actress who played Christine Daaé. In other words...

Mary Philbin in The Phantom of the Opera (1925)

Mary Philbin

One thing you can definitely say about Mary Philbin is that she was a very beautiful girl. Call Hollywood filmmakers shallow, but their movies have always been about exceedingly good looking stars. While the European movies were full of plainer "character faces", Hollywood in the 1920s was all about the glamour. You can say what you like about Lon Chaney in his scary make-up, but he was still a rather handsome chap underneath the prosthetics. Similarly, Mary Philbin's onscreen love interest, Norman Kerry, was a typical moustachioed leading man of the time who was not too dissimilar to Clark Gable given the right lighting.

Thus, it's hardly a surprise that Mary Philbin was cast almost entirely because of her looks. You can possibly throw in a wee bit of nepotism since she was friends with Carla Laemmle, the equally beautiful niece of the producer and founder of Universal pictures, Carl Laemmle, but that's not quite how things happened. Carl Laemmle didn't really think Mary was lead material until she'd been in a few other movies. Until "The Phantom of the Opera", she may have been lovely to look at, but Mary was still thought of as an untrained and fairly mediocre actress who had a terrible high-pitched speaking voice and couldn't even sing! Ironically, that made her perfect for a silent movie role as an opera singer.

Mary Philbin as Christine Daaé

Having watched quite a few silent movies (although not at the time they came out because I'd have to be a vampire or have a time machine to have done that), I don't think Mary Philbin's acting in "The Phantom of the Opera" is as bad as many of her detractors might have had people believe. She seems very competent in that slightly awkward silent movie era style, but is a lot less mechanical in her actions and movements than the other performers until much later in the film. She was clearly learning as she went along, and it shows in how she detrimentally changes from very natural to horribly stylised. The story is that Lon Chaney gave her and other cast members direction in place of Rupert Julian which, of course, led to a lot of arguments. Not taking anything away from Lon Chaney's obvious talents and credentials, but if that was indeed the case, Rupert Julian may have been either too ahead of his time or too theatrical. it all depends on who was the bigger influence. As Mary Philbin claimed that she learned a lot from Lon Chaney, if the scenes were filmed in chronological order, I'd hazard a guess that Chaney's exaggerated old school mannerisms rubbed off on her and not in a good way.

There's one particular moment (around 43 minutes in) where Mary Philbin sparkles with delight in a way that only Audrey Hepburn would be able to emulate later in "Roman Holiday" (1953). It's possible that such a look is due to the Irish blood in both actresses, but I don't really know about such things. All I can say is that when a pretty actress seems to genuinely show delight, it's guaranteed to make the viewer fall a little bit in love with her.

Mary Philbin as Christine Daaé again.

Ultimately, Mary Philbin was unable to make the transition to talkies and retired from the movie industry. Her personal life behind the scenes was a fascinating and sad story, but I'll let you read that on the IMDb at your leisure. For this post, it's enough to remember Mary Philbin as she was as Christine Daaé.

In spite of all the flaws, "The Phantom of the Opera" generated so much profit for Universal that it laid the foundations for the famous horror movie monsters of the 1930s. Without Mary Philbin as the object of the Phantom's desire, we may have never seen Dracula, Frankenstein, The Mummy or The Wolf Man. It's entirely up to you if you think that's a good thing or a bad one though. I'll be saying what I think about the horror movies of the 1930s later.


Tomorrow: Marguerite Clayton in "Wolf Blood" (1926)

February 3, 2013

Women in horror during the 1920s - part 2

As a preface to this continuing list of the real women of horror in the 1920s, I suppose I ought to tell you that I am fully aware of what was going on in Hollywood horror with Lon Chaney and his female co-stars at the time. Unfortunately, due to the infamous MGM vault fires, most of those movies no longer exist. Lamentable as it may be, I don't really care that much about Hollywood in the 1920s anyway.

For the sake of completeness, I found a picture of Lon Chaney with Ethel Grey Terry looking terrified in "The Penalty" (1920), but decided not to repost it as everyone considers it a "crime drama" rather than a horror movie. Having watched it on YouTube, it's a damned good film, but I would call it a revenge flick with horror elements. Maybe I'll review it for a "Thriller Thursday" eventually.

Similarly, I almost skipped over Martha Mansfield's role alongside John Barrymore in "Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde" (1920). Apparently, it's not to be confused with J. Charles Haydon's identically named 40 minute movie from the same year although, honestly, I'd never watched either of them before last night. I found the Public Domain version of the longer "Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde" on YouTube and have embedded it below, I've also given you a picture of Martha Mansfield looking hot to make up for my faux pas.



Martha Mansfield as Millicent Carew

As they say, "even Homer nods". In my defence, I've never been able to make it through any older version of "Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde" without getting bored. The story is too well known even to those who have never read the book by Robert Louis Stephenson, and the 1920 movie version is both confusing in the middle and far from being the best adaptation. On the bright side, Martha Mansfield and several of the "prostitutes" are nice to look at.

Anyway, after that slight digression, it's time to talk about Greta Schröder (or Schroeder - either spelling is acceptable) and mention how she has been totally eclipsed in favour of Max Schreck by everyone who writes about F.W. Murnau's "Nosferatu". I can't entirely redress the balance because I don't know very much about either of them except what I've read on the internet, but I've got enough information to say something.

Greta Schröder in Nosferatu (1922)

Greta Schröder as Nina

Depending on which version you watch, Greta Schröder plays either Ellen Hutter or Nina (rather than Mina) Harker. As you may know, changing the names of the characters didn't help F.W. Murnau to escape the wrath of Bram's Stoker's widow who wanted all copies of the film destroyed for plagiarism and copyright infringements. I can't say that I blame her because I'm not the biggest fan of "Nosferatu" either. I'm at a loss to explain why, nowadays, The Asylum doesn't get sued by the makers of the movies which they rip-off or even why there are so many clones of horror movies in the first place, but back in in the 1920s, copyright offences were still prosecutable albeit only in civil lawsuits.

Although Max Schreck only has 9 minutes or so on screen, his hideous Graf Orlok character is obviously the most remembered image from the film. It may surprise you to learn, however, that Greta Schröder has almost the same amount of screen time including 30 seconds playing with a cat. As far as I'm concerned, that makes her far more important. Apart from her wig (please don't let that be her real hair!), she's a lot better looking too.

Nina plays with her pussy cat.

Greta Schröder's other movies include "The Golem" (1920) where she plays the girl with the rose, and another small part in "The Lost Shadow" (1921). Both of these parts were undoubtedly due to being married to director Paul Wegener (although she was previously married to another actor). According to Wikipedia, in "Shadow of the Vampire" (2000), she is portrayed as having been a famous actress during the making of "Nosferatu", but in fact she was little known.

Well, now Greta Schröder can also be known for being part of my "real women of horror" month. Here's a still from "The Golem" where Greta looks a lot prettier:

Greta gives a rose to the Golem.

If you've never seen "Nosferatu", I've embedded the full movie for you below. Greta may not do a lot except cuddle Gustav von Wangenheim and point at things, but she's still an iconic horror heroine. She's the reason why Count Orlok gets caught in the sunlight too. Let's not forget that little detail.




Tomorrow: Alexandra Sorina in "The Hands of Orlac" (1924)

July 19, 2011

Patrick Macnee's Ghost Stories (1997)



I just watched "Vol. 4: Hollywood Ghosts" on the new (and free) SnagFilms channel on Roku but, obviously, this series is all over YouTube so I assume that it must have lapsed into the Public Domain at some point.

I've seen the boxset of what I believe is the full series on sale in various supermarkets before now but never had much interest in it. I saw most of the episodes on Channel Four many years ago and thought they were quite superficial.

The "Hollywood Ghosts" episode seems to be the exception. I learned lots of things from it which I never knew before and I've now got quite interested in the deaths of Marilyn Monroe and Elizabeth Short. I'm familiar with their names but I never really knew any of the details about their deaths before and this documentary had me Googling away like crazy.

There's another "Hollywood Ghost Stories" (1986) documentary available but introduced by John Carradine instead. I was actually hoping that SnagFilms had this much better documentary available too as I remember having it on VHS back in England and I thought it was really good. Unfortunately, they didn't. I still remember some of it though especially Elke Sommer's story. It was very scary stuff.

Although I don't actually believe in ghosts, at least not in the same way that most other people who believe in ghosts do, I always enjoy a good ghost story especially when it's supposed to be true. I'm not sure how much of that is because I'm a horror film fan or whether it's a more primal response that's in all of us.

I've encountered a few horror fans online who hate supernatural movies and I can't understand that at all. I can accept anyone hating those ridiculously fake reality TV shows about hauntings, especially the most famous of them, but to dismiss an entire section of your favourite genre strikes me as completely illogical. I don't particularly like the majority of Asian ghost films but I'll still watch them.

Anyway, if you are looking for something spooky to watch amidst all the thunder and lightning of the summer storms tonight, these documentaries should sort you out.