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Saturday, February 19, 2022

Gunga Din


Over the last few years, I have been digging deeper into the classics.  It has been a fun ride.  I've been thrilled to find that some of my bucket list movies, like Best Years of Our Lives and Bad Day at Black Rock truly live up to their reputations.  I've also enjoyed discovering some new gems I knew nothing about, like The Train, or re-evaluating old classics I had not seen in decades, like Double Indemnity.

Gunga Din falls into that latter category.  I had not seen the film since high school, at the peak of my Cary Grant craze (he remains one of my favorites still today).  But I do remember being vaguely disappointed by the film, and I couldn't quite remember why.  Gunga Din has an excellent reputation.  It was part of that magical year in 1939, which many scholars consider the best in Hollywood history and includes the releases of Gone with the Wind, Love AffairMr. Smith Goes to Washington, Wizard of Oz, Wuthering Heights, Another Thin Man, Stagecoach, Ninotchka, Rules of the Game, The Women (and the list goes on and on).  Even with that competition, Gunga Din was still the sixth highest grossing film of the year.  It did get a bit lost at the Oscars, only getting one nomination for Cinematography, but that is understandable given the pedigree of that year.  

Loosely adapted from the famous poem by Rudyard Kipling, Gunga Din is the story of three British sergeants stationed in India during the 1880s: tough as nails MacChesney (Victor MacLaglan, The Informer), the roguish Cutter (Cary Grant, North by Northwest) and the romantic Ballantine (Douglas Fairbanks, Jr., Prisoner of Zenda).  The three find themselves facing off against the brutal Thuggee cult that was gaining power in India at the time.  The film can be broken into three distinct chapters.  In the first chapter, the sergeants have to escape from a town after a Thuggee ambush, the second chapter is about MacChesney and Cutter trying to keep Ballantine from retiring and getting married, and the third chapter involves the discovery of a golden temple and the inevitable face-off against the Thuggee army.  Oh, there is also a regimental water carrier named Gunga Din (Sam Jaffe, Ben Hur) who happens to show up occasionally.  And that gets into one of the problems about the film, but more on that later.  

There is a lot to like in Gunga Din.  MacLaglan, Grant and Fairbanks, Jr. have terrific chemistry.  The ambush sequence in the first chapter of the film is a lot of fun, full of swashbuckling and slapstick humor that is genuinely funny.  The screwball comedy atmosphere continues in the second chapter.  There are some true laugh out-loud moments in this sequence, especially at a banquet to celebrate the upcoming marriage of Ballantine and Emmy (Joan Fontaine, Suspicion).  But the fun balance that director George Stevens is trying to strike just falls apart in the last story.  The film begins to grow pretty dark when the three sergeants and Gunga Din run up against the full Thuggee army, but at the same time, the movie refuses to completely let go with the breezy, comedic banter between the three actors.  High tension and humor is always a difficult blend to strike, but it can be done; however, the tones are completely at odds here.  And when the film does grow deadly serious, which the plot requires it to do at one point, it's like nothing else in the movie.  It suddenly becomes a serious wartime drama, and that just doesn't vibe with everything else we've been watching up to this point.  It's also at this point that the filmmakers suddenly remember, "Oh, wait, this movie is called Gunga Din!!!" and suddenly need to think of something for the character to do which vaguely resembles the Kipling poem the film is based on.

Why is this movie called Gunga Din?  The movie is only really interested in the playful antics of Ballantine, Cutter and MacChesney, and poor Gunga Din is just an after thought for most of the film.  He appears in a few scenes to learn about marching from Cutter or to chastised by MacChesney, but generally, the movie just isn't that interested in poor Gunga Din.  I know some defenders will claim that this is the point of the movie, that characters in the film don't give Gunga Din enough credit, so this is all part of the film's theme.  And I would respond by saying those folks are actually giving the movie too much credit.  It's not that smart.  It is certainly business savvy and pragmatic.  Look, Cary Grant, Victor MacLaglan and Douglas Fairbanks, Jr. were big stars.  Audiences were coming to see them, so of course the movie is going to focus on them.  But in that case, don't call the movie Gunga Din and shoehorn a subplot into the story that the filmmakers don't seem to care about.  It just hurts the movie.  

Which is a shame, because a movie that paid a little more attention to the Gunga Din character would have been really interesting, and certainly made the climactic scenes all the more moving.  The movie just completely lets him down, which is a strange thing when the film is named after the character.  

Admittedly, viewed with modern eyes, it can be uncomfortable at times to watch Gunga Din because of the brown-face and the social and racial attitudes of the main characters.  I was mostly bothered by the number of times MacChesney threatens to physically hurt Gunga Din.  But a minor spoiler here, the film does try to address this at the end when they break out the famous last lines of Kipling's poem: "Though I've belted you and flayed you / By the livin' Gawd that made you / You're a better man than I am, Gunga Din."  While these lines are spoken, the camera lingers on MacChesney for a brief moment, allowing us to take in a guilt ridden and anguished face. That guilt is interesting and I wish it had been further explored.  But I think the problem with this goes back to the film's tone.  MacChesney's threats earlier in the film are played for laughs in typical screwball comedy fashion.  We're not supposed to be horrified by them.  So is the ending a disingenuous apology?  Or is it again just part of shoehorning the poem into the film that has sort of ignored it up to this point.  

At the end of the day, it's just an example of how the film is at odds with its self.  Despite a balancing act that succeeds for large stretches of the film, director George Stevens just can't interweave the comedic tone with some of the more serious themes that are hinted at.  I guess the best way to review the movie is that many of the individual pieces are terrific, but they just don't add up to a sum that is satisfactory.  I know the film is considered by many to be a classic, but I just couldn't help but be disappointed. 

MVP:

I'm not going to lie, this is an easy one.  I might be biased, but Cary Grant is almost always going to be my MVP in anything he's in.  But even objectively, I think he is probably the clear favorite here. To be fair, Grant does have the most memorable role.  Initially he had been considered for the romantic lead, Ballantine, but Grant recognized that Cutter was the flashier part.  Grant leapt at the chance to embrace his rascally Cockney roots, and you can tell he's having a grand time.  Fairbanks, Jr., MacLaglan and Jaffe are all good and have their moments, but Cary Grant's highlights shine the brightest.  The moment where he pours the elephant medicine into the punch at the party...ah, it's a master class of comedy.  Sure, his character does some things in the last third of the film that I don't like, but to be fair, there's not much of anything I like in the last third.  So I won't count that against him!  


BEST LINE: 

I have to give an honorable mention for this movie.  I have always liked this line from Ballantine when MacChesney and Cutter are arguing.  

Ballantine: You displease me greatly, and I ignore the both of you.

But the real winner is when Ballantine announces his retirement.  Admittedly, this exchange wins because of the performances of the actors, and not necessarily because of the writing.  

Ballantine: I'm leaving the service. 

MacChesney: Leaving the service??!?!

Ballantine:  That's right.  I'm getting married and I'm going into the tea business.

Cutter: Tea business!?!?!?!

And yes, on paper, this line is not funny.  But when you see the performances, I have no doubt that everyone will agree this is the best line of the movie.  The sheer horror and disgust on Cary Grant's face when he yells "Tea business?!?!" is comedy gold.  


TRIVIA:  

There have been multiple stories about Cary Grant's casting as Cutter.  Fairbanks, Jr. claimed that the roles were initially reversed, and that he had initially been cast as Cutter because of the character's similarity to the types of roles his father had become famous for playing.  Cary Grant really fought for the part, though, so finally director George Stevens decided to flip a coin, and Grant won.  Fairbanks, Jr. sounded regretful in the telling, like he had missed out on what could have been his best role.  

According to George Stevens' biography, this story isn't true.  Stevens was originally thinking of a comedian named Jack Oakie for the role of Cutter, but was happy to give it to Grant when he requested the role.  And it was at this point that they brought in Fairbanks, Jr.  According to Ben Mankiewicz, it was actually Grant who recommended Fairbanks, Jr. for the part.  If that's true, then I think it's pretty low for Fairbanks, Jr. to claim that Cary Grant stole his part!  





Friday, February 28, 2014

Ben Hur (1959)


Ben Hur (1959)

So everyone knows epics are my favorite genre.  The heyday of the epic was in the 1950s and early 1960s, when Hollywood went all in with these monster pictures in order to beat back competition from TV.  Though there are notable exceptions, I feel the 1950s were more about the biblical epics (Quo Vadis, The Robe, Demetrius and the Gladiators, Ten Commandments) while the 1960s abruptly shifted focus to the historical epic (Spartacus, Cleopatra, Lawrence of Arabia, El Cid).  The religious epic reached its zenith at the end of the decade, with 1959's Ben Hur. 

A major box office smash and the winner of 11 Academy Awards (a record until Titanic came along), Ben Hur has gone down as one of the great all-time classics.  It is clearly one of the best of the genre, and is certainly the best religious themed epic.  I actually think it is the best religious themed film ever.  Forget all the others.  Ben Hur is the real deal.

During the days of the Roman Empire, Ben Hur (Charlton Heston) is a wealthy Jewish merchant who also happens to be best friends with the newly appointed commander of the Roman garrison, Marsala (Stephen Boyd).  Marsala betrays Ben Hur, imprisoning his family and sentencing him to life as a galley slave.  Ben Hur swears vengeance, and slowly works his way back to Jerusalem for a final showdown with Marsala during an epic, epic, epic chariot race.  But along the way, Ben Hur's story interweaves with another story, that of a simple carpenter named Jesus who wanders the countryside, preaching peace and performing miracles.

Look, is Ben Hur perfect?  No.  It is dated in some places, and also tends to drag in a few areas, particularly in the beginning (that love scene does not age well at all), and following the chariot race.  I think 15 minutes of this movie could have been trimmed and it still would have been just as good.

But these are nitpicks, because Ben Hur really is superb on almost every level.  There are some people who poke fun at Heston's acting career, but when he was firing on all cylinders, he was really a very good actor.  And I don't think anyone quite pulled off the noble, larger-than-life roles as believably as Heston.  He certainly deserved his Oscar for Best Actor.  The rest of the acting is also great along the board, with a supporting cast including Jack Hawkins, Haya Harareet, Hugh Griffith, Andre Morell, Sam Jaffe, and Stephen Boyd as Marsala.  Boyd is particularly good. He plays Marsala as a wounded man, someone who actually thinks he was betrayed by his old best friend, and not the other way around.  He was actually directed to act like a spurned lover, and watching his performance with that in mind opens up a whole new dimension to the character.  It's great work, and its a shame he wasn't nominated for Best Supporting Actor (the award went to Hugh Griffith, who was nominated for Ben Hur for playing Sheik Ilderim - a fun role and good performance, certainly, but hardly Oscar-worthy).

The direction by William Wyler is superb, the cinematography is evocative, the art direction, sets, and costumes are awe-inspiring, and the music by Miklos Rozsa is easily one of the best scores ever written for a motion picture.  This is just a superb film from top to bottom.  Compare it the other massive hit of the religious genre, Ten Commandments.   Ten Commandments is just a bundle of sheer entertainment. No director was quite as adept as DeMille at mixing the cocktail of scope and silliness into something so unabashedly fun.  But Ben Hur blows it out of the water, with a filmmaking prowess and thematic depth that most historical films of the time period could not hope to match. William Wyler took the genre as far as it could go.  It is no surprise that religious epics went out of style in the 1960s.  Sodom and Gomorrah, King of Kings, and The Greatest Story Ever Told were pale attempts to continue the genre, but none thrived at the box office.  It's almost as if audiences just knew - the religious epic should have died with Ben Hur.  It was the best they were ever going to get.  So why bother trying anything else?

MVP: 
Some small spoilers here.  At first, this seemed like a tough call.  Wyler, Heston, Boyd and Rozsa could all make a strong case.  There are also a few scenes that are so good I have to consider them.  Probably my favorite scene involving Jesus in any movie is in Ben Hur, when the beaten Ben Hur is being dragged through the desert into slavery.  The line of exhausted slaves end up marching into Nazareth, which is where Ben Hur has his first encounter with Jesus.  It's a famous scene, justifiably so, and it had more of an emotional and religious impact on me than any of the heavy-handed biblical quoting that often plague films like this.  It's a beautiful sequence, with great work from Rozsa and great acting from Heston and the Roman guard who tries to stop Ben Hur from getting water.

But it's not my MVP.

No, once you start thinking about it, it is obvious what the MVP is...and as it should be, it is the one thing that the movie is most remembered for.  It is the image that is on all the posters, DVD covers, and featured in most movie montages.  It's that damn chariot race, that final confrontation between Ben Hur and Marsala.  How could it be anything else?  That race is a show stopper and has not aged a day.  It is just as intense now as it was then.  Maybe even more so, since audiences are used to CGI action scenes whereas this scene used stunt men who really get run over by horses.  That is pretty amazing to see - and please know that the rumor that a stunt man died while filming this movie is just that - a rumor.  But watching the chariot race, you have to wonder how that is possible, because there is some crazy dangerous stuff going on!

All in all, I actually think the chariot race is the best action scene in movie history.  Ever.  And I'll stand by that.  It's not just my MVP for this movie.  It's my MVP for the entire genre!

BEST LINE:
Judah Ben Hur: "Almost at the moment he died, I heard him say, Father, forgive them, for they know not what they do."
Esther: "Even then?"
Judah Ben Hur: "Even then."

It's not so much the first part of the exchange that I like, as I've heard it thousand times. It's the second part. "Even then." Those two words sum up the message of the film, the fruitlessness of revenge, the power of forgiveness.  There is a lot of power in those two words, and they've stuck with me ever since I first saw the film.

TRIVIA:
When Kirk Kerkorian liquidated MGM's assets in the 1970s, he sold one of the chariots for $4000 to a Sacramento restaurant owner.  A few years later, during the height of the 1970s energy crisis, this guy was arrested for driving the chariot on the highway.  I know there is probably better trivia out there about Ben Hur itself, but I thought this one was too strange not to post!