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Nigel Green in The Kremlin Letter


Elsewhere I stand in awe of the performance of Richard Boone in this 1970 John Huston film, and it IS his movie to overpower.

But Huston's casting of other key roles was quite "cool" in its offbeat specificity.

Patrick O'Neal has the "young lead,"(turned down by James Coburn, and I'm glad Coburn turned it down, because that way Richard Boone could be the real star of this picture), but the tale is really about a gathering of older male spies, each of whom is suave and charming in his own way, but each of whom is, at heart, amoral, sadistic, or sociopathic. These spy-game elders justify their savagery as in the service of saving the world from even more evil people...but they are a scary lot. And yet, so, so charming.

Other than Boone, baby...Boone, Huston's choices for the "over the hill" gang of cutthroats included:

Dean Jagger: In 1954, he had been the stern but sweet old General whom Danny Kaye and Bing Crosby honor with a "White Christmas" salute. 16 years later, Jagger was a more old and frail version of his "White Christmas" general...but quite mean of voice and intense of eyes. His character "The Highwayman" proves short-lived and sacrifical but plenty mean before he goes. When Boone tells his younger charges to put up with as much torture as they can, if captured, so the others can escape, Jagger says: "Don't be too soon to die."

George Sanders: That handsome and rougish cad of the 40's and 50's, an Oscar winner for "All About Eve," had aged in 1970 into a still quite handsome man, and he still had just about the smoothest voice in Hollywood(among Brits, I think only James Mason outdid Sanders' voice, and Mason's was more serious.)
Sanders gamely allowed this movie to be promoted with photos of himself in drag, and played an openly gay character("The Warlock") with a certain style in a movie that was otherwise clumsy and a bit offensive about gays.

...and the least well-known of them:

Nigel Green.

Watching "The Kremlin Letter" today, it is nostalgic to see such established character men as Boone, Sanders and Jagger in action...but it is fun to see Nigel Green, too. Nigel Green had a brief period of "character popularity" himself in the sixties. And I grew up on his work.

Green was tall, very handsome, and brawny. He had managed to play Hercules in "Jason and the Argonauts"(1963) without the muscleman giganticism of Steve Reeves or Arnold Schwarzenegger, but simply as a tall man with a sturdy build. Hercules figured in the nightmarish scene in which a giant Bronze statue comes to life and chases the argonauts -- a seminal scare memory of my youth.

Soon Green put on his clothes and played a variety of amiable British character parts, usually with a moustache, but sometimes without, in quite a few movies in the sixties. I recall him as Michael Caine's spy boss in Caine's breakout movie "The Iprcess File,"as a military man in "Khartoum," and as a villain in the little-seen James Garner action comedy, "The Pink Jungle."

Nigel Green did two B-ish pictures of the 60's that have disappeared off the map, but that I remember well. One was William Castle's "Let's Kill Uncle," in which the shockmeister toned things down about with a horror movie for kids in which Nigel announces to his nephew "I am going to kill you for your inheritance," and the young fellow must fight back in his own way("Let's Kill Uncle.")

The other was a Fu Manchu picture(Christopher Lee was Fu, I think), in which Nigel Green played the Scotland Yard man on Fu's trail, wearing a ridiculous floppy hat that caused by young friends and I to convulse in laughter every time Nigel Green appeared on the screen -- the movie theater manager threated to throw us out if we didn't shut up.

Nigel Green appeared on a couple of "The Avengers" episodes exported to the states, and gave off the vibe of "a movie star appearing in a TV show," that's how major he was getting. I recall Green getting to go "over the title" with Rock Hudson and George Peppard for the war movie "Tobruk," too.

So came 1970, when John Huston cast Nigel Green in "The Kremlin Letter," Huston likely felt he had somewhat of a name actor, and a good actor, but above all, a suave and charismatic actor. He had, on a certain level, "the British Richard Boone"...a big and brawny man who was lacking leading man qualities but maintained a certain magnetism.

Nigel Green first appears shirtless in "The Kremlin Letter"(shades of Hercules), tan and British and bored in Mexico watching his gaggle of hookers fight amongst themselves. His code name was pure 1970 "R" Rating Cheeky: "The Whore." The Whore's specialty: drug sales, drug pushing, getting victims addicted. But Nigel Green did it all so, so charmingly.

Unfortunately for Green, around this same time, he consented to play the villain in one of those Dean Martin Matt Helm spy films. Green looks great in it, but his lines are awful, the movie is awful, his fight stunt work is awful -- he just looks embarrassed to be there.

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And so, it must have been a real break for Green to get a John Huston movie, and it is a pleasure to look at an early scene in "The Kremlin Letter" and to see those specially selected "older cool guys" sitting around a table plotting their nasty mission: Richard Boone, George Sanders, Dean Jagger and last, but certainly not least, Nigel Green, in one of the best of his last roles.

Last roles.

It is an unfortunate and somewhat sad aspect of the 1970 "The Kremlin Letter" that it features two fine actors...the long-known George Sanders and the newly minted Nigel Green...who would both be dead by 1972. Sanders died by a confirmed suicide ("I am leaving because I am bored..." said his note, plus some sadder things, too.) Green by a sleeping pill overdose that might have been (he was "depressed" around this time, said fellow actor Peter O'Toole.)

Too bad, all the way around. George Sanders and especially Nigel Green had more years to go on screen if they wanted them. They made whatever personal choices they made, but it was a waste.

Thanks to my nearly being thrown out of a movie house for laughing at Nigel Green, and scared by him in that William Castle movie about kiling uncle, and watching that giant bronze statue chase him with murderous intent...Nigel Green holds a disproportionate amount of movie memories in my mind, given the obscurity of some of his movies.

But he was a good actor, too. And when I'm not sitting there mesmerized by Richard Boone's fine work in "The Kremlin Letter," and not enjoying George Sanders purring his dialogue(while expertly knitting), I relax in the memory of Nigel Green, an actor suave and funny and interesting enough that he got cast in a movie by the director of "The Maltese Falcon" and "Treasure of Sierra Madre."

That's pretty good.




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It's a bit odd but we were discussing Nigel Green on another site regarding his casting (imaginary) as Sherlock Holmes and whether he'd have been any good. I felt that he was too tall and commanding for the role, that there was an edgy, modern undercurrent to him that seemed wrong for Conan Doyle's famous detective, but others disagreed. He would have been an interesting Holmes, that's for sure. I like him better than Jeremy Brett as an actor. Green had an angry quality to him at times, similar to other Brits of roughly his generation, from Robert Shaw to Nicol Williamson. He could be, in a word, intimidating. His early death robbed the screen the screen of one of his finest character actors. I read somewhere that he was privately quite the opposite of how he came across on screen, that he was bedeviled by anxiety and other psychic ills.

Yes, he definitely showed the potential to be the British Richard Boone. Both actors had larger than life qualities even if they lacked true superstar potential;, and they could hold their own with the best. My favorite Green performance is his colour sergeant in Zulu. His reading of the roll call, when so many men don't answer, the way his voices changes, how he uses his face, silence, humor, is like a master class in screen acting. My second fave is his Dolby, Michael Caine's boss, in the ultra-Mod spy thriller The Ipcress File, veddy British, at a time when city gents still wore hats, striped suits and mustaches, like updated versions of Victorian gentlemen.

Just as there's no Richard Boone for our time, there's no Nigel Green, either. Those "big personality" actors seem to have vanished.

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I should have known you'd know Nigel Green well, teleg. You're always up on practically everybody of those eras.

I recall that he was in "Zulu," but it has been so many years since I last saw it, I don't remember the scene. Interesting, first "Zulu" and then "The Ipcress File" put Michael Caine on the map. Green must have followed along(alas no role for Green in "Alfie.")

I'm also glad you picked up on my "British Richard Boone" vibe. We're talking here about something rare in screen actors -- tallness and strapping size. A disproportionate number of male movie stars were/are of average size, average height(sometimes short, hello Hoffman and Redford and Damon), rather thin.

But Boone and Green were strapping men, with a lot of charisma. Green, more than Boone, was actually a fairly handsome guy...though Boone had a very cute smile, let's face it. All bright white teeth and good humor.

I can only figure that is among the reasons that John Huston(or his casting person) chose Boone and Green for their roles in "The Kremlin Letter."



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Thanks, EC. Me, know everything? I'm like the Shadow, I see all, I know all. .

An actor who's sort of a contemporary Boone or Green type in terms of size, specifically height and physique, is TV guy Craig T. Nelson. He's not like these guys in most other respects but there are similarities. I should add, parenthetically, that I've never sat through an episode of Coach from start to finish, nor have I see many of the films Nelson has appeared in. But I know his look and style. Like Green, he has an undercurrent of anger, though of a far more benign sort. Green, on a bad day, could crush you, step on you like a bug. I don't get those vibes from the more mellow Nelson.

Still, there's that edge he has, if of a southern Cali variety. In repose, or when in "I don't like what I'm hearing" (or seeing) mode, he's very strong, masculine, in a traditional way uncommon on the small screen in recent years, and wholly adult. Nelson's a man. Maybe not a full blown macho man but a real man. Like Boone, he has a "cute smile", which is disarming and makes him "okay" in the viewer's eyes. He's not a scary dude; hip, yes, but old-fashioned in many ways, too. Nelson is an interesting personality. Unfortunately, the material he appears in tends to be lightweight, and he falls into "cute smile" mode as a default too often for my tastes.

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You raise here something I sometimes challenge myself with:

If I have a disproportionate liking for Richard Boone, it is because he's long gone, dead, a "figure from the past," and so I feel nostalgic about him.

Meanwhile, it is entirely possible that there are some Richard Boones out there right now -- albeit perhaps in a different "form" -- who I am taking for granted simply because they are contemporary.

Craig T. Nelson isn't entirely Boone-like, but he does throw off a fine "macho vibe," and he has used it well to different ends over the years:

In "Poltergeist" (1982), he was the jock-like but amiable husband father -- a completely nice guy with a pretty wife and a taste for pot -- who must try to defend his family against a house full of ghosts. He is also a real estate agent, which means he must project a healthly friendliness to the outside world. At film's end, he learns he has been selling new homes on an old Indian burial ground, and hence, his PROFESSION brings on the horrors of the film. But he is still a nice guy, a good husband and father figure.

In Sam Peckinpah's final film "The Osterman Weekend," (1984) Nelson is the most macho of the suburban husbands joined with their pretty wives(Nelson has the prettiest one, if memory serves) for a weekend of fun that turns into a deadly spy confrontation(with Russian Cold War connotations -- shades of "The Kremlin Letter." . The movie makes the most of Nelson being at once "a great jock of a guy"(as in Poltergeist) but also physically menacing -- we learn that this suburban father is a martial arts expert who could beat all the other men with ease. The movie makes Nelson out to be the head bad guy -- and then reveals him to be OK after all, a villain who ends up a helpful hero. Great use of his persona. It occurs to me that the younger Richard Boone could have played this role in his prime.

Just this last year, I caught Nelson as he can be cast today: as the "middle-aged father" of the young star. The young star is handsome Ryan Reynolds, the movie is the Sandra Bullock vehicle "The Proposal," and Nelson plays a wealthy and successful Alaska businessman who wants his son to take over his company and doesn't buy his son's (fake) marriage to Bullock at all. Nelson is good in the role -- tough and rich and unforgiving, and, this being a romantic comedy, quite the nice guy at the end.

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I have seen Craig T. Nelson "in real life," at a golf tournament a few years ago. I don't remember him as being terribly tall,but he certainly was tan and fit and projected "star quality." Very amiable with the spectators, too. Plus, he was a good golfer, which carries its own "celebrity macho" -- very few male stars play golf today as many did in the past.

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One more thought about Richard Boone and Nigel Green. Both men seemed to delight in playing certain roles WITH a moustache, and certain roles WITHOUT a moustache. Boone played Paladin for hundreds of "Have Gun Will Travel" TV episodes, with a moustache and rather "locked in with that look" in our minds, but without the moustache in "The Kremlin Letter," he has a different, more friendly face.

Nigel Green used his moustache to play his military types, but in "The Kremlin Letter," he goes without it, and his face becomes much younger and more handsome in bearing, almost pretty.

Movie actors are "products," but they can change the product presentation from time to time.



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Ah, the mustache! I guess guys still wear them but they don't mean much these days one way or the other. Once upon a time they were fashionable. Presidents wore them, supreme court justices wore them, your doctor had one, as did the principal of your high school. Year by year they went away, fell off, as it were, as new presidents, judges, doctors and schoolmasters came along and they were all clean shaven.

So much for wistfulness. To return to Boone and Green, yeah, they both wore 'em, and in each case the actor was more commanding with than without the 'stash. I remember seeing Boone in his movie debut, Halls Of Montezuma, on the old Saturday Night At the Movies, and he was clean shaven in that and yet unmistakably Richard Boone-like in every aspect. There was always that air of impatience about him, even when he was a young guy in his thirties, like he couldn't wait till someone finished talking so that he could get down to the real business at hand. He was often clean shaven in his early years at Fox, tending to wear the 'stash mostly for westerns or actioners. Without, he looked oddly like Vincent Price. The 'stash went with the territory when he began playing Paladin in the late 50s and for that if nothing else he'll always be remembered as a "mustache guy". Prior to that it was probably 50/50 for Boone. To Boomers, he'll always be Paladin.

I've seen Green without the 'stash only a couple of times that I remember and I don't care for the way he looks that way. Unlike Boone, who could be commanding either way, I find Green slightly epicene looking, seeming almost naked, when clean shaven. He looked best with a large, twirled, old fashioned mustache of the kind British officers wore in the Boer War. I don't think I've ever seen him with a "normal", more modest pencil line 'stash. Odd how the mustache works. Another actor who looked much better with a 'stash was Robert Shaw, especially as he grew older. As a young man he was handsome enough to go without. By the time he made The Sting and Jaws he needed it; it gave him gravitas. Without it, he was still Robert Shaw, but of rather ordinary appearance, easy to mistake, but for his voice, for someone else.

Craig T. Nelson seems always clean shaven. I've heard that he's a nice guy. He comes off well in interviews; very intelligent, capable of being far more articulate that he generally sounds, he reminds me of James Ellroy a little in being a west coast writer (he began as a writer) who seems determined to not put on airs of any kind. The result is a straightforward, often fascinating interview, yet Nelson always, strangely (speaking as an east coast guy) gives off surfer vibes.

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"The Mustache in the American Film and Television Show" could, perhaps, be its own doctorate dissertation.

Here are some anecdotes I know:

--Gregory Peck fought long and hard in the early 50's with Darryl Zanuck at Fox to wear a moustache for his role in the fine Western, "The Gunfighther." But he got to wear it, and I don't think Peck wore a moustache again until 1978...when he played that evil real-Nazi guy in "The Boys From Brazil."

--As "The Wild Bunch" started production, director Sam Peckinpah requested that William Holden wear a small fake moustache as outlaw Pike Bishop. Holden angrily replied "I've never worn a moustache in all of the films I've made in all of my career, and I'm not about to start now!" Peckinpah kept at it, Holden finally agreed to wear it and everybody saw it: with the moustache, William Holden looked like...Sam Peckinpah. It worked well, though as "an effect."

-- In "Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid," Redford has a moustache, and Newman is clean-shaven. In "The Sting," Newman has the moustache and Redford is clean-shaven. They look great all four ways; nobody looks better one way than the other(though Redford looks more like a kid without his stache in "The Sting," which was the point.)

-- Out of nowhere director Don Siegel told John Wayne that for their movie together "The Shootist"(in which Wayne played an old gunfighter dying of cancer) that Wayne would look good in the part if he could wear "a moustache and a Van Dyke goatee." The men agreed only that Wayne would try to grow this facial hair, and decide later if Wayne should wear it in the movie. Wayne grew it, liked it, and it went in the movie...the only time John Wayne ever wore a moustache(and a beard?) in a film? I don't know...and I'm not checking. (Richard Boone is in "The Shootist," with no moustache, but a weird chin beard, ala Ahab.)

-- And I do believe that Craig T. Nelson wears a big walrus moustache in "The Osterman Weekend."

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Richard Boone wore the moustache on "Have Gun, Will Travel" and it really did become the way folks remembered him.. as they remembered Ernie Kovacs and Tennesee Ernie Ford around the same time. Moustacheoed actors were fairly rare, and it seems that they had to "stick with the stache" if they wanted to register.

Boone spent his post "HGWT" years alternating his look...full beards, chin beards, variations on the famous moustache.

I recall Boone clean-shaven only a few times. One was in the simply wonderful TV movie "Goodnight, My Love" were his face without a moustache was a great big deadpan slab(its a 40's detective story; the hulking Boone is paired with witty midget Michael Dunn as a pair of private yes.)

The other was "The Kremlin Letter."

Funny thing about Nigel Green's "epicene" look in "The Kremlin Letter": that's true, that's how he looks. And Richard Boone, in white-dyed hair, no 'stache and, oddly...eye mascara?...looks a bit epicene himself. Not to mention George Sanders' overt character.

Was John Huston trying to...suggest something about these guys?

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Darryl Zanuck attributed the financial failure of The Gunfighter to Peck's mustache. Weird. It's a fine film but a downer. Like it was going to be a blockbuster with a clean shaven Peck? I don't think so. There was too little action in the movie. It plays like a live television drama of its period. 80% of it takes place in a darkened saloon. Funny anecdote about Zanuck, who could be awfully rigid in the way he thought: when Peck had a bomb with a 'stash, it was no more mustaches on Peck. A year later he attributed the failure of the Gary Cooper service comedy You're In the Navy Now to the star's wearing a small hat. Zanuck's verdict: never let Coop wear a small hat, only a cowboy hat. Put a small hat on him and he bombs.

The Newman-Redford mustache trade off was commented on at the time. Neither actor wore mustaches often. Newman, almost never. Redford, a few times early on, and that was it. They were both too boyishly good looking to need the 'stash, which gave them "maturity", but that wasn't why audiences flocked to their films.

Actually, Holden did wear a mustache once prior to The Wild Bunch, in The Proud and the Profane. It's a pretty dreadful movie which I doubt made much money, from the actor's peak box-office period. He actually looked pretty good with a 'stash but they were unfashionable at the time. Had Holden been a decade or more younger, started out in the early 30s, I can see him doing well with or without a 'stash, rather as George Brent did. He looked good with or without it. Had he developed as a western star, seriously, I mean, in the Scott-McCrea mode, the 'stash might have been a neat thing for him to wear when in sagebrush mode. It made him look more virile, especially when he was young. As he grew older, he didn't need it.

Duke Wayne wore a 'stash in She Wore a Yellow Ribbon, and it looks fine on him. Doesn't he wear one as Genghis Khan in The Conqueror? I can't remember. He may have gone all the way in that one, Fu Manchu style. I've never seen it in its entirety. Wayne's face, like Gary Cooper's, was not enhanced by a 'stash. It didn't detract from his appearance but it added nothing. Unlike, say, Clark Gable, who was far more dapper looking with than without, Wayne neither gained nor lost with the 'stash. It was much the same with Fred MacMurray and Robert Young. Some actors, such as Don Ameche, got so identified with the 'stash that they went clean shaven at their peril. Others, such as John Payne, looked downright sinister. When Payne wore one he gave off Richard Boone-like vibes. Without, he was a handsome dude.

Yeah, the two Ernies, Kovacs and Ford, were known for their mustaches, unusual for such relatively young guys. In Groucho's case that's how he was known, and he was quite a bit older than those guys. They pulled if off, though. On the small screen, mustaches were the province of authority figures, serious and comical, and at the time (50s-60s) they gave off different vibes before the counter-culture set in and changed everything. I think of Larry Keating, Fred Clark, Vaughn Taylor, Frank Cady, Roy Roberts, Gale Gordon, Raymond ("Mr. Drysdale") Bailey. John Russell wore won on the Warners western Lawman, and while tall and authoritative looking he gave off Paladin vibes on the surface only. For the most part he was a bland, family friendly actor, would have fit nicely into a Disney flick. One can't say the same for Boone.

John Huston was one strange guy. A great director when running on six cylinders, most of the time he wasn't. His best films are among my favorites, yet overall he missed as much as he hit, and his filmography overall lacks the consistency of a Hitchcock or a Capra. Huston's best decade was probably the 40s. After that, it up and down with him. He was the most Hemingwayesque of directors of his generaion, had a thing for male bonding. His best films play like, among other things, meditations on that issue. I don't think that homosexuality held any special fascination for him but on account of his uber male personality he dealt with or brushed up against that issue many times in his career.

It's there in his first film, The Maltese Falcon, clear as day. There's a slight gay undercurrent in Key Largo. Beat the Devil, thanks to Capote and Huston's own off the wall sense of humor, is saturated with what a few years later would be called the Camp sensibility. There's nothing specifically gay about it and yet it often feels gayish, as does the much later The List Of Adrian Messenger, with its disguises and fey humor. The gay issue is central to Reflections In a Golden Eye, which The Kremlin Letter soon followed. It's been so long since I've seen that one I can scarcely remember it but for a handful of scenes, most of them featuring Boone. I don't recall any gay vibes in the film aside from Sanders, but you may be right. Huston could be up to some of his old tricks in that one. That the somewhat effete Patrick O'Neal was the nominal male lead struck me as peculiar even back then.

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I was practically counting on you, telegonus, to "fill in the blanks" on the moustaches. I was forward-thinking enough to NOT commit on John Wayne's moustaches, as for Bill Holden...well, I read that quote in a book ("I've never worn a moustache...") and like all "movie quotes," it sure does have to come with a grain of salt. (I recall one writer on Hitchcock saying that no woman ever played a mother of a young child in Hitchcock's American films: hell, Shirley MacLaine and Doris Day did, what kind of fact-checking did he do?)

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John Huston's career fascinates me. I think that indeed, his true classic period was very intensely focussed in the forties/early fifties. Thereafter, he became a "prestige name" who actually turned in a lot of journeyman work.

From all I've read of Huston, with every passing year, he was less and less interested in making movies, but he showed up to direct them anyway,because he was a name, and people paid him. He much more enjoyed living in his Irish castle, having parties, hunting, womanizing and drinking.

I've watched "The Kremlin Letter" twice now, and though the stars are all fascinating and the story ultimately makes sense, it is VERY sloppy in the telling. Exactly what happens to certain key characters is unclear, muddled. Hitchcock, even in his tired "Topaz," made sure we knew EXACTLY what was going on(perhaps too much; Hitch's late films tend to suffer from too much exposition.)

This "sloppiness," I would suggest, reflects Huston's own disinterest in his movie. Certain scenes obviously could have used another take or a different camera angle, but evidently Huston couldn't be bothered.

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Until 1972, a mere two years after "The Kremlin Letter." In the summer of '72, just as Hitchcock got his major comeback with "Frenzy," Huston got one of his own with the boxing drama "Fat City." Problem, though: people actually came to see "Frenzy." "Fat City" was a critical favorite, only.

Still, "Fat City" seemed to rejuvenate Huston for a few years later, he made the very well-received "The Man Who Would Be King" with Connery and Caine in roles originally intended for Gable and Bogart(and then Burton and O'Toole, and then Newman and Redford until Newman said to Huston: "It's gotta be Connery and Caine.")

Huston hung in there, and seemed to have a real "final Renaissance" in the eighties with "Under the Volcano," "Prizzi's Honor"(an actual hit, with Nicholson and box office and Oscar noms all around) and "The Dead." And Huston(inexplicably) directed "Annie" in that decade, too.

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The John Huston career is very weird. He had a LONG career, but it seems equal parts Auteur and Hack-for-Hire. Hitchcock, Ford, Capra and Hawks did not give off that vibe.

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Funny thought about the "gayness" in "The Kremlin Letter":

Patrick O'Neal is the "young lead" (though he looked mid-forties to me) and he is ordered to round up a bunch of seasoned old-men spies for his mission: Richard Boone, George Sanders, Dean Jagger. (Plus middle-aged Nigel Green, perhaps intended to be an older man.) We learn quickly that these old guys are mean, merciless and have no morals whatsoever.

And they are very upset when O'Neal brings the beautiful DAUGHTER of another old-man spy for the mission. That old-man, a safecracker, no longer has the hands for the game.

Dean Jagger in particular screams at O'Neal for bringing "a girl" on the mission.(She's the pretty but vapid Barbara Parkins, then of fame on TV's "Peyton Place" and "Valley of the Dolls" on the big screen.) The old guys SAY it is because she is "not one of them," but as the movie goes on, you get this feeling that the old men like each other a lot.

In a bit of nasty business, Boone talks about a Moscow apartment the team will share and he says something like this:

"There are only two bedrooms, so I'll bunk with (Jagger) and (points to O'Neal and Parkins) you two young uns can bunk together, which we know you'll like, because we know you been shackin' up together!" Boone says it with a leer, suggesting that his tough old guys KNOW that the young couple on the mission HAVE to have become lovers. It is a very odd, off-putting moment.

And it contributes to the gay vibe among the other men on the team. They make fun of romantic boy-girl love. And, cruelly(because this is a very cruel John Huston film), Boone ends up assigning O'Neal and Parkins to take OTHER lovers "as part of the job."

Man, "The Kremlin Letter" is as mean as movies get. I guess that's why the cast had to be so personable.

P.S. One more thing on John Huston. Directing was his trade, but he dabbled quite nicely in acting, and on one monumental occasion, he lent his baritone croak and craggy horned-toad face to one of the great villains of all time: incestual millionaire Noah Cross in "Chinatown." Huston was great, once-in-a-lifetime casting for that horrific smiler of a villain.

Perhaps only Richard Boone could have done Noah Cross the same justice!



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The mustache business is fascinating from a social-cultural standpoint, as in why do they (or facial hair generally) go in and out of fashion? The big walrus 'stash was out of fashion for the most part after 1920, then the smaller kind came in, some almost literally pencil line, others not. Melvyn Douglas wore a mustache when he was a leading man, yet it wasn't as thin as, say, William Powell's. Ronald Colman's was thinner but not so thin as Gable's. George Brent and Don Ameche wore 'stashes in the Gable style, to the point of being able to easily mistake either for Gable in medium to long shots. Then came the Second World War, and mustaches went out of fashion, probably due to so many men serving in the military. That's when the crew cut or flat top cut came into fashion, though not, in movies, for leading men. None of the branches of the military had rules against mustaches, and a few generals wore them, but none of the big guys (MacArthur, Patton, Eisenhower, Bradley). Facial hair went the way of the running board after the war, and I suspect that one of the reasons Gable's popularity declined was that he kept wearing his 'stash, right to the end, long after they were out of fashion. Beards are another matter. They haven't been "sexy" since the Gilded Age, were out of fashion for most of the twentieth century, often identified with farmers, immigrants and people out of the urban-societal mainstream. I remember a co-worker of mine, who was around my age, who wore one, and told by a much older colleague that he looked like an old man, the inference being that when the older man was growing up he associated beards with old men. The beatnick and hippie cultures notwithstanding, the beard has not come back into mainstream fashion. Your average lawyer, doctor, accountant or stockbroker doesn't wear one, though they're not considered as "weird" looking on regular middle class folk than when we were kids.

Okay, with that off my chest, on to John Huston, who made male bonding and what at times appeared to be latent and at other times more strongly hinted at homosexuality issues in his films from the outset. In Reflections In a Golden Eye gayness was one of the main topics of the film. To the best of my knowledge Huston was not gay, not did he associate with gay people more than most film-makers. On the other hand, macho man that he was in so many respects, he didn't seem anti-gay in the least. In terms of sexuality he struck me as a libertarian, not the sort of guy who'd sum up another man's worthiness based on the gender of his bedmates. Yet gayness abounds in The Maltese Falcon, or as much as it can from a post-Code film. Sam Spade is clearly straight all the away, the bad guys, gay, yet there's nothing in the film to suggest that they're bad because their gay. That's just how it is in the film. Spade's amusement over this seems to be the director's. Live and let live, pour a drink, light a smoke, watch life's crazy parade go by; don't judge, take it all in. Sierra Madre features strong male bonding, has no trace of homosexual feeling between the main characters. There are strong suggestions that these men desire women, at least at the carnal if not emotional level, and Huston deals with this with subtlety and realism. In Key Largo, Johnny Rocco's strong ties to the underlings in his gang, his sadistic behavior toward his girl-friend, suggest perhaps misogyny but not homosexuality, and besides he's a sociopath anyway.

The Asphalt Jungle features men bonding with and without women in their lives, and it does present the world of crime as a kind of fraternity, but a fraternity in which women play important roles. Beat the Devil's all fey as can be, and Moby-Dick follows Melville's novel and is all about men and their obsessions for that reason. As you mentioned, Huston seemed to go into decline after that point in his career. Maybe his ambitions had been realized. Heaven Knows, Mr. Allison is certainly not an ambitious movie; a notch above potboiler, I'd say. The Misfits hangs on Arthur Miller's script, is centered on Marilyn Monroe's character, is only what I'd call half a Huston picture for this reason. He serves his material well. Adrian Messnger's a hoot, and a damn good mystery, too, and it didn't need the gimmicky star cameos to give it "class". It's a classy movie all by itself. The villain is one nasty piece of work, and Kirk Douglas underplays superbly, like I've never seen him do before (or since). One critic has pointed out the irony of the film's villain being a Canadian actor who's a master of disguise, as this is what Huston's father was. Was Huston is patricide mode when he made this one? By all accounts he adored his father.

Huston begins to lose me after this point. I never cared for Freud. His films over the next decade fail to draw me in for various reasons. Reflections In a Golden Eye would have been a shocker had it been made five or ten years earlier; alas, by 1967, its themes were becoming commonplace. It wasn't helped by the fact that at just about this point in her career Elizabeth Taylor was becoming more liability than asset in everything in which she appeared. It's like she went from being sex goddess to fag hag almost overnight, from Hedy Lamarr to Mae West in six easy lessons! Her presence in Reflection makes it feel Campy. Brando was at a career low point when he made this one, and his performance is not one of his best. I much prefer the supporting performances of Julie Harris and Brian Keith. As to Fat City, I saw it about a year after its release, in a revival house, and was very moved and impressed by it. A downer if ever there was one, it's an honest film, and the final scene has stayed with me to this day. Nothing gay in this one, at least not that I remember. The Man Who Would Be King goes back to male bonding, to Kipling, to the British Raj, in the grand manner of Korda and Lives Of a Bengal Lancer, but with a modernist twist. I loved it when it came out, find that the years have not been kind to it, but that's a post unto itself, so I'll pass on explaining why. It's fine storytelling, though, featuring a perfectly chosen cast,--with two 60s spy guys in the leads--and a beautiful, haunting ending. Yet for long stretches it doesn't feel like a Huston film, the way, say, Sierra Madre does from start to finish, literally every scene is a "Huston". There are times when The Man Who Would Be King feels like it may as well be a "Dmytryk" or a "Robson" or a "Fleischer" (as in Richard, not Max and Dave). This brings me to maybe Huston's chief flaw as a film-maker, to my eyes anyway, which is lack of musicality, of a sense of rhythm, pacing, timing. His literary bent is clear, an obvious asset, as his his visual flair, but when things start moving, seriously going places, whether in action scenes or merely people and things moving around from one place to another, it's like he doesn't know how to handle it. In this respect he's way inferior to Ford, Hawks, Stevens, Capra, Vidor, even Wyler, among other top directors of the golden age. There's no poetry in motion,--for want of a better term--in any of Huston's face.

Of Huston's later pictures, well, I missed Prizzi's Honor for some reason, having had enough of Mad Jack and his crazy antics by then; and I steered clear of Annie. I did see The Dead, however, and regard it as one of Huston's finest, a masterful rendering of James Joyce's short story, beautifully acted by a non-starry cast, and genuinely heartbreaking. Huston knew he was dying when he was making the film, even joked about it in an interview I saw with him around that time, and he approaches the picture as an artist, not a commercial moviemaker. He's practically in Bergman territory with The Dead, and more than up to the job. It's one of the best last films of any director I can think of offhand; maybe the best. It's so perfectly made, so precise in getting where it wants to go, as to feel like a European art film. The old macho John is gone, as is Huston the prankster and Huston the "studio whore". He made the film for love (and posterity), not money, and it shows. Huston's certainly not toying with gay issues in the film, nor is there any Camp humor in it. He's completely serious, and for once (that I know of) made a film purely about emotion, human relationships, not "issues". Human nature is the issue in The Dead, which is about how so many of us go through life on autopilot, living on the surface, denying the "moment", keeping a safe distance from anything real or true, and the price we pay for our evasions, which is to say our lives. I rate it as a masterpiece. As to John Huston, whatever else one can say about the man, he truly lived his life, didn't shy away from truth, was his own man as much as he could afford to be, yet was willing to sacrifice his art so as to pay the rent, so to speak, and live as he pleased. He was, at his best, one of the greats, maybe not so consistently great as some, he made some of the best American films of the last century, and lived a full life while doing so, and how many people can one say that about?

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Nice piece(hardly a post.)

On moustaches: Personally, I have a certain regard for male facial hair because (personal confession), I've never been able to grow much. Consequently, the male friends I've had over the years who could even CHOOSE to wear a moustache or beard get my envy. (Oh, I can grow Don Johnston stubble or a Charles Bronson wispy moustache, but nothing MAJOR.)

Our male movie stars seem to have(for the most part) the ability to grow staches and beards; it is part of their "equipment."

The cast of "Mad Men" went on stage the other night to get their SAG group-cast award,and about five of the men were sporting beards. I wonder if their having to wear such short hair in their 60's-set show gave them the desire to grow the off-season beards.

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Just as Greg Peck had to fight to wear a moustache in "The Gunfighter," John Travolta fought to wear a really big beard in "Urban Cowboy." He lost the battle, but was allowed to wear the beard for his first two scenes, then he shaved it off on-screen(his young character gets a job on an oil rig.)

And I read that the now-late Patrick Swayze tried to wear a beard for one role, but lost the debate with HIS studio.

Alec Baldwin years ago tried to wear a beard for "The Edge," and his battle was so famous that they made it into an inside-Hollywood movie last year, starring Robert DeNiro as a movie producer, with Bruce Willis playing himself demanding to wear a beard.

These are likely important matters at studios. Movies today are hundred-million dollar investments; how the stars look can be considered a part of the commercial approach to the film.

Though I notice Bruce Willis was long ago allowed to go all "Yul Brynner" on us. Unlike Brynner, whose star career was almost entirely a bald one, Willis carries around our memories of his head-of-hair roles, so he never strikes me as REALLY bald. Though I guess, now, he is.

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As for beards and moustaches in "real life," hard to say. Start with the fact that not all men can grow them, but for those who are left, yes, it would seem that it is a matter of professionalism and "trust." I tend to see more beards than moustaches, and often on bald men. The idea seems to be, rather than "stylizing" a moustache, a beard is "natural": you just don't shave.

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There is a book out there with the reviews and articles of a noted film critic of the forties named James Agee. Reading his reviews, we find Agee completely "in love" with the films of John Huston, from The Maltese Falcon to Treasure of Sierra Madre, and soon, Huston invited Agee to actually write a John Huston movie: The African Queen.

That's very much "the central John Huston period," but Huston was quite young still in the early fifties, and so he went on to work steadily for 30 more years, using that "Agee-Endorsed Golden Period" to remain a marketable director far longer than many of his peers.

Because Huston was rather "invisible" as a director, I tend to be attracted to those films of his that attracted me for other reasons.

"Adrian Messenger" is very high on the list, given my love of Hitchocck and thrillers. The movie is more of a mystery than a suspense film, but it has a great Jerry Goldsmith score --with a central macabre and stylish theme that Goldsmith reworks different ways for Kirk Douglas' various disguised characters -- the theme is played with harrowing, massive power for Douglas' final gruesome comeuppance, killed by the device he had set to kill a young boy.

The "gimmick" was, well, kinda William Castle for a John Huston movie: several celebrities wore disguises for their cameos, and at film's end, came back on screen to strip them off and take a bow: Burt Lancaster, Frank Sinatra, Tony Curtis. Douglas was listed as a "cameo," but his role was movie-length -- the star was then little-known George C. Scott as a Scotland Yard man.
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My other "late Huston favorites" are fairly few, all a case of "the movie, not the movie director":

The Kremlin Letter(for reasons described here)

The Life and Times of Judge Roy Bean(Paul Newman leads an all-star cameo cast that includes Anthony Perkins, Tab Hunter, and Ava Gardner; a weird Western comedy.)

The Man Who Would Be King(Connery and Caine together made quite a team...and I like that Caine is "the smart one" and Connery plays things a bit dense.)

Prizzi's Honor(Nicholson actually toned himself down, played kinda dumb and muffled as a Mafia hitman; the plotting was nastily devious, from a novel by Richard "Manchurian Candidate" Condon.)

Under the Volcano: Albert Finney played a sad and honorable British drunk in Mexico; one of those tour de force things.

I confess to not seeing "Fat City"(though I read the rave reviews just as I read the ones for "Frenzy" the same summer) or "The Dead." But there's time. IF they are available somewhere.

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I am in total agreement that John Huston was, at his best, one of the greats, with a career that could have ended in 1951 in triumph and yet managed to last another 30-plus years. Huston was also a wonderful "public figure" with that great voice of his (his narration of the minor film "Cannery Row" elevates that film wonderfully.)

Huston's last years also included a certain physical bravery, as he managed to direct and to make appearances with an oxygen tank at his side and fighting emphysema. In that condition, he joined fellow Old Lions Billy Wilder and Akira Kurosawa to give out the Best Picture Oscar in the 80's.

One more thing: it couldn't have hurt John Huston to have his daughter Anjelica involved for so many years with Jack Nicholson. Nicholson helped get Huston into "Chinatown," lent his superstardom to "Prizzi's Honor," and kept him hip for years.

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It remains a conundrum in all drama, but especially movie drama: when is "male bonding" a matter of homosexuality? Probably not all that much. "The Magnificent Seven" and "The Dirty Dozen" are men on a mission, no women allowed. And yet, there will always be the issue of men preferring the company of one another TO the company of women. Huston's crime pictures explored this a bit in terms of a certain "affection" Certainly in "The Maltese Falcon".

As for "The Kremlin Letter," George Sanders, who plays the open gay in the film, was evidently straight in real life(married a Gabor or two.) And Orson Welles, ex-husband of Rita Hayworth and lover of other women, plays a character who is revealed as gay at film's end. But at least one of the other men in the cast of "The Kremlin Letter" WAS gay, to my knowledge from people who actually worked with him. He wasn't open, however, so I'll leave it unsaid.

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As to John Huston, whatever else one can say about the man, he truly lived his life, didn't shy away from truth, was his own man as much as he could afford to be, yet was willing to sacrifice his art so as to pay the rent, so to speak, and live as he pleased. He was, at his best, one of the greats, maybe not so consistently great as some, he made some of the best American films of the last century, and lived a full life while doing so, and how many people can one say that about?

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His was an interesting career. He made so many movies as an "uncaring journeyman"(Heaven Knows, Mr. Allison; Victory) but seems to have made those primarily to keep earning money for his Irish castle, his wives, his drinks. And then he made all those classics early on and finished incredibly strong with Prizzi's Honor for commerce and The Dead for art.

All that and he goes into screen history as an ACTOR...the villainous-in-all-ways but oddly charming Noah Cross in Chinatown.

Huston is perfect casting for the part...and who would have ever figured he'd be cast in the first place? (among "regular actors" of the day, I figure it for a Richard Boone part had Huston said no.)

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John Huston certainly played the Hollywood "game" better than his friend Orson Welles (the more I see of Welles' directed films the more I sense a masochist at the core,--and I don't mean that as a joke or to be glibly clinical--Welles seems to sabotage everything he did, was his own worst enemy, a tragedy given how gifted a director he was when at the top of his game).

As an actor I find Huston to be nearly always spooky, sleazy feeling, like a rich old pimp. It's like he hasn't got a wholesome bone in his body. This quality made him perfect for Chinatown, in which he's charismatically evil, steals every scene he's in. Richard Boone would have been exccellent, but given Jack Nicholson's connections to Huston and galpal Anjelica (sp?) the movie has an edge it wouldn't have had with old TV veteran Boone.

The novelty of director Huston in a major character role helped maked Chinatown work as well as it did, while Boone (sad to say) might have made it feel old-fashioned. This didn't happen with Hombre, but that was several years earlier, and Boone was aging fast and badly. Huston helps put over Chinatown rather the way Robert Shaw helps make Jaws work so well. They wanted Lee Marvin for Quint, but as with Boone it might have been a case of "too familiar", same old same old.

As a director, Huston himself had a genius for casting unknowns or barely knowns in major roles in his films. He handed over the chief bad guy part in his first film as a director, The Maltese Falcon, to theater veteran-movie newbie Sydney Greenstreet, and it worked like a charm. The part might have gone to someone more "traditional" like Edward Arnold, but Huston knew what he was doing. Like Huston in Chinatown and Shaw in Jaws, Greenstreet steals every scene he's in,--and consider the competition!

Huston did it again with Mexican actor Alphonso Bedoya as "Gold Hat" in Treasure Of the Sierra Madre, a part that had J. Carrol Naish written all over it had it been made by a more conventional director. Sam Jaffe was a movie veteran with few credits to his name when cast as the criminal mastermind in The Asphalt Jungle, adds class to every scene he's in. That picture's star, Sterling Hayden, was mostly a second string, rather generic leading man prior to his casting in the film, and he was getting too old for "pretty boy" roles. The Asphalt Jungle gave the actor as new career as a tough guy.

(I'm a little out of order as to posting responses, shall try to get back to some of your earlier posts later on.)

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Apologies, again, on length of time to response. I will earnestly try to change the situation.

----John Huston certainly played the Hollywood "game" better than his friend Orson Welles (the more I see of Welles' directed films the more I sense a masochist at the core,--and I don't mean that as a joke or to be glibly clinical--Welles seems to sabotage everything he did, was his own worst enemy, a tragedy given how gifted a director he was when at the top of his game).

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What's amazing about Huston was that, after a truly classic early run of movies from the 40's through the 50's, he rather suddenly became a "journeyman" in the 60's, always working but rarely working on anything memorable. But -- always working.

And this kept up right into the 80's, where we find him at the helm of "Annie" and a Sly Stallone soccer movie even as he edged into the final greatness of "Under the Volcano," "Prizzi's Honor" and "The Dead."

Welles simply seems to have had a vendetta sworn against him that was passed down from one generation of studio heads to the next: don't hire him to direct. Actor only. Wine commercials.

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As an actor I find Huston to be nearly always spooky, sleazy feeling, like a rich old pimp. It's like he hasn't got a wholesome bone in his body. This quality made him perfect for Chinatown, in which he's charismatically evil, steals every scene he's in. Richard Boone would have been exccellent, but given Jack Nicholson's connections to Huston and galpal Anjelica (sp?) the movie has an edge it wouldn't have had with old TV veteran Boone.

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Well, I figure Boone was a first choice for a lot of these villain roles -- at least on paper -- but,yeah, Huston was brought in because of Jack (I have read, however, that ANOTHER director was considered for the part -- William Wellman, maybe.)

Even BEFORE Chinatown, John Huston had established himself as a bit of a screen sleaze in movies like "Myra Breckinridge" and "Candy" -- too notorious movies from notorious "sex books." Huston seemed to have no compunction about using his horned-toad face and croaking frog voice to summon up real depravity. In Chinatown, he's smiling about it -- but he surely wasn't Richard Boone amiable.

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The novelty of director Huston in a major character role helped maked Chinatown work as well as it did, while Boone (sad to say) might have made it feel old-fashioned. This didn't happen with Hombre, but that was several years earlier, and Boone was aging fast and badly. Huston helps put over Chinatown rather the way Robert Shaw helps make Jaws work so well. They wanted Lee Marvin for Quint, but as with Boone it might have been a case of "too familiar", same old same old.

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And remember they wanted Boone for the Robert Shaw role in The Sting. BADLY...they kept beefing up the part for him.

With my "Boone love," I have to face the facts that whatever great talent he had, he started to let it dissipate in the 70's and it was time for "somebody new" to get the key roles. John Huston was "surprise" casting in Chinatown(but with deep roots to The Maltese Falcon...Hammet, not Chandler, SF, not LA...but close enough.) Robert Shaw was interesting...after rocking James Bond in From Russia With Love, his sixties career petered out and suddenly in the 70's "he got hot." Thanks to...Richard Boone and Lee Marvin.

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As a director, Huston himself had a genius for casting unknowns or barely knowns in major roles in his films. He handed over the chief bad guy part in his first film as a director, The Maltese Falcon, to theater veteran-movie newbie Sydney Greenstreet, and it worked like a charm. The part might have gone to someone more "traditional" like Edward Arnold, but Huston knew what he was doing. Like Huston in Chinatown and Shaw in Jaws, Greenstreet steals every scene he's in,--and consider the competition!

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Yep. I hear Greenstreet was a stage guy "worth the casting."

Big leap: that's what Hollywood did when they cast British stage actor Alan Rickman as the villain in "Die Hard"(1988.) There were all sorts of "usual suspects" to play that villain in 1988, but Rickman was a revelation...smooth, elegant, handsome.

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Huston did it again with Mexican actor Alphonso Bedoya as "Gold Hat" in Treasure Of the Sierra Madre, a part that had J. Carrol Naish written all over it had it been made by a more conventional director. Sam Jaffe was a movie veteran with few credits to his name when cast as the criminal mastermind in The Asphalt Jungle, adds class to every scene he's in. That picture's star, Sterling Hayden, was mostly a second string, rather generic leading man prior to his casting in the film, and he was getting too old for "pretty boy" roles. The Asphalt Jungle gave the actor as new career as a tough guy.

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Yep, to all of those different casting. In The Kremlin Letter, Huston gave the lead to Patrick O'Neal after Steve McQueen and the similar-looking James Coburn turned it down. O'Neal was a bit swamped by Boone and Welles and Sanders and the rest, but he was "different," and he got a good TV career for awhile there.

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No problem, EC. I've been terrible in responding to you in a reasonable time period. As a director, John Huston peaked early on. Like so many gifted directors he thrived in the old Hollywood, the studio system, and in an interview I saw with him he praised the old studio moguls (whom he detested in his youth) to the skies when compared to the money men of today (probably about thirty years ago). Huston claimed that the studio chiefs were, by comparison, Renaissance princes, patrons of the arts! They loved making movies, loved Hollywood, loved actors, loved the excitement of it all.

As to Orson Welles, he'd become too unreliable to hire even for acting roles by 1970 or thereabouts. What he got later in his career were scraps from the table, charity parts, though he was good and quite funny in the Henry Jaglom film he appeared in (as himself). He was like royalty surrounded by peasants. There was a dashing quality to him even in his later years. He came to such a sad end, but at least he was remembered when he died. It was a big news story. There always seemed to be a black cloud hanging over Welles, but the cloud was, sadly, Welles himself.

Richard Boone was a somewhat self-defeating man, too, but not so extreme as Welles. He at least handled his financial affairs well and managed to find work, if not work that challenged him artistically. I really think it was the failure of his one season anthology TV series that broke Boone's heart. It was like the love of his life, like a beautiful woman, the girl of his dreams; and he lost her. He even hired the ill and aging Clifford Odets to work with him on the series. I think that Boone was influenced by Dick Powell, who'd enjoyed some success with an anthology series for a couple of years prior to his death. Boone even appeared in an episode.

Powell died of cancer in the middle of his show's second season, thus Powell and that series remains a great "what might have been". After thirty years in Hollywood, Powell went out a winner, died at the peak of his career and influence. If it hadn't been for Powell it's unlikely that such gifted individuals as Roy Huggins, Blake Edwards or Sam Peckinpah would have succeeded as they did. King of prime time (in his heyday) Aaron Spelling said he owed "everything" to Dick Powell, whom he succeeded as head of Four Star productions when the latter died. But I'm digressing: even Dick Powell could not have changed the course of history. TV anthology series were soon to go into a steep decline, and the ratings failure of Boone's grade A effort was emblematic of that decline.

As to Boone the actor, he did seem to move away from those more dramatic, rich voiced portrayals characteristic of him through the run of Have Gun Will Travel, as he slipped into a folksier persona; broader, more flamboyant, just as appealing in its way, though lacking the incisiveness of the earlier Boone. I saw one of the weirdest films Boone ever appeared in, I Bury the Living, a couple of years ago, and which he must have made just prior to taking on the role of Paladin. It's a low key horror movie and it co-stars Theodore Bikel as a Scotsman! Spoiler ahead: Boone's use of his voice near the end, as he tries to calm down the agitated Bikel is so authoritative and intelligent if one closed one's eyes one might think it was a psychiatrist speaking.

Yet by the time he took on the role of Cicero Grimes in Hombre Boone's acting style and vocal mannerisms had changed considerably. He had considerable gravitas in that film, and all things considered, probably gave the best performance in the movie. Yet it was the kind of performance Burt Ives gave in films like The Big Country. Ives could have played the part, and probably have done almost as well as Boone, as it was a role written for a certain kind of actor. Five years after Hombre I can imagine Boone playing Big Daddy as well as Ives did in a TV version of Cat On a Hot Tin Roof. But the times were a-changin' again after 1970, and folksy actors (and comedians, such as Red Skelton) were going out of style. Big city ethnic types were in, as Telly Savalas and Peter Falk ruled as TV detectives in much the same way actors like Richard Boone and Ward Bond ruled as westerners ten or fifteen years earlier.

My guess is that Boone sensed this, which is one of the many reasons he drifted away from the mainstream during his last ten years. He could find work if he wanted it, but he didn't need it, had made good investments, was free to do as he pleased. Since he knew he couldn't "save" television, there was almost no point in working except to keep busy. I'm guessing, too, that Boone knew he wasn't right for The Sting, Chinatown, Jaws or most other mainstream pictures. In The Taking Of Pelham One Two Three Walter Matthau had the Richard Boone role. Richard Boone as a New York City public transit cop! I can't see that. Charley Varrick, maybe, but he was aging fast and badly by then, as hnis heavy boozing was ruining his looks. Two miracles that might have saved Boone's flagging career: if either Clint Eastwood or Burt Reynolds had gone out of their way to hire Boone; and of course this assumes admiration on one or the other man's part (I mean Clint or Burt). Richard Boone as a senior villain, mentor or both (he'd have been great as both) might have revived interest in him, made him "hip" again. Boone could have used a boost like that, and it might have brought him back to prominence.

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No problem, EC. I've been terrible in responding to you in a reasonable time period.

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Oh, but you've never gone YEARS. Hah.

I run into trouble when I "open up" to messages on these boards. So I simply have to remember to "cruise" boards other than that motel movie(hah) and look for replies. Perhaps you can tell me on THAT board if you've replied on another? But that might impose. "We shall continue."

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As a director, John Huston peaked early on. Like so many gifted directors he thrived in the old Hollywood, the studio system, and in an interview I saw with him he praised the old studio moguls (whom he detested in his youth) to the skies when compared to the money men of today (probably about thirty years ago). Huston claimed that the studio chiefs were, by comparison, Renaissance princes, patrons of the arts! They loved making movies, loved Hollywood, loved actors, loved the excitement of it all.

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Its the speech of every older director/actor who worked with them(few still exist), usually with this clarification(paraphrased): "They were uneducated vulgarians, but they CARED about movies! They lived movies! Now its just lawyers, agents, CPAS and bean counters."

Well, Huston worked under THOSE corporate bean counter guys from about 1963 on, and there are a lot of mediocre works. But HE worked. All the time.

Still, what's it matter given what he did from 1941 TO 1963?

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As to Orson Welles, he'd become too unreliable to hire even for acting roles by 1970 or thereabouts. What he got later in his career were scraps from the table, charity parts, though he was good and quite funny in the Henry Jaglom film he appeared in (as himself).

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There's a slim volume of Q and As(probably from taped lunches) between Jaglom and Welles that came out this year. I"ve "bookstore browsed it" and Welles comes off as "just this guy" who once towered over Hollywood. By the time he hung with Jaglom, he was really just another man with an opinion about the movies. But a well-informed one.

Some irony: for a few years near the end, Welles lived as the houseguest of Peter Bogdanovich and his girlfriend Cybill Shepard. Welles NEEDED the room and board. And many years later after Welles died, Bogdo's career tanked(Cybill long gone), he went bankrupt, and evidently HE roomed with a movie pal. But Bogdo's career has been "righted" in recent years. He writes books, appears on DVDs occasionally acts.

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He was like royalty surrounded by peasants. There was a dashing quality to him even in his later years. He came to such a sad end, but at least he was remembered when he died. It was a big news story. There always seemed to be a black cloud hanging over Welles, but the cloud was, sadly, Welles himself.

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Yep. Well, I certainly love the few of his directed films I have seen. LOVE them. Great voice. And he's in "The Kremlin Letter." With Richard Boone. Directed by John Huston. (Boone and Welles have one scene together where they don't interact much, Welles is on the phone to Patrick O'Neal, but I wonder: was Richard Boone impressed to be working with Orson Welles in any capacity? I'd like to hope so)

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Richard Boone was a somewhat self-defeating man, too, but not so extreme as Welles.

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The "vanity press biography" book I have about Richard Boone is a great book, but his friends are very frank: he had a drinking problem in that last decade. But then so did William Holden and Lee Marvin and all three men...perservered. They died rather young(63 for all three, I think!), but were all living life well at the end. All of them could clearly still act; its their features that deteriorated.

And I'll be frank: drinking problems are sometimes just a lifestyle thing. Especially at the end. William Holden's son went on a TV documentary and said "Well, we all knew he drank, but he felt that he had to, and he was actually a very happy man when he was drinking."

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He at least handled his financial affairs well and managed to find work, if not work that challenged him artistically.

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Yep. It intrigues me that while he turned down a few major movies, Boone worked regularly in TV movies; two or three a year. Must have paid enough to keep him going. He famously said that HGWT made him "my go to hell money, I never have to work again."

Though -- in that biography -- his son told one of those sad Hollywood stories of Boone "making the rounds" at some studios in the seventies...and the young execs didn't know who he WAS! Boone came back from that trip depressed(but the older guys DID know who he was, tried to hire him.)

Of the TV movies, I promote -- again and again and again -- the delightful "Goodnight My Love," a Raymond Chandler take-off made on the big cheap, but elevated by Boone's great deadpan and Victor Buono as Sydney Greenstreet(plus Michael Dunn as Boone's little man partner.)

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I really think it was the failure of his one season anthology TV series that broke Boone's heart. It was like the love of his life, like a beautiful woman, the girl of his dreams; and he lost her. He even hired the ill and aging Clifford Odets to work with him on the series.

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All word is that Boone was flat-out infuriated by the cancellation of that show. What enraged him was that the networks had BEGGED him to do season after season of HGWT -- but could dump his "labor of love" after one season with no loyalty at all.

Off to Hawaii he went. And then Florida, where he died. He swore he would never buy a house in Hollywood again.

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I think that Boone was influenced by Dick Powell, who'd enjoyed some success with an anthology series for a couple of years prior to his death. Boone even appeared in an episode.

Powell died of cancer in the middle of his show's second season, thus Powell and that series remains a great "what might have been". After thirty years in Hollywood, Powell went out a winner, died at the peak of his career and influence.

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Yes, I understand Powell made all kinds of deals for and with stars and directors. He helped negotiate letting Steve McQueen off his TV show to do The Magnificent Seven, for instance.

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If it hadn't been for Powell it's unlikely that such gifted individuals as Roy Huggins, Blake Edwards or Sam Peckinpah would have succeeded as they did.

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Yes, they ran some Dick Powells in the seventies(hell, they are probably on YOuTUbe now) and one was a funny modern Western directed by Peckinpah and starring Lee Marvin. I saw that years ago.

Also on his anthology, Dick Powell lived long enough to play the lead in ...the pilot for "Burke's Law!" I just remembered this. I saw it in re-runs. Powell played Burke as less of a sexy ladies man than Gene Barry would, but the format was the same: opening murder, all-star whodunit. Whodunnit? -- DEAN JONES(The Love Bug)..as Burke's assistant!

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King of prime time (in his heyday) Aaron Spelling said he owed "everything" to Dick Powell, whom he succeeded as head of Four Star productions when the latter died. But I'm digressing: even Dick Powell could not have changed the course of history. TV anthology series were soon to go into a steep decline, and the ratings failure of Boone's grade A effort was emblematic of that decline.

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Yep. "The problem with anthologies" we are told, is that they generate no audience loyalty for a main character or cast. Oh, well. The Twlight Zone, Hitchcock and Thriller perhaps showed that genre was the way to win.

That vanity bio of Richard Boone has a recap of every episode of his series; some of them sound great. And the author swears that Boone's "Mafia Man" character in one episode was Brando's influence for The Godfather(Brando and Boone were pals.)

I must find it! I will find it!

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As to Boone the actor, he did seem to move away from those more dramatic, rich voiced portrayals characteristic of him through the run of Have Gun Will Travel, as he slipped into a folksier persona; broader, more flamboyant, just as appealing in its way, though lacking the incisiveness of the earlier Boone.

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Yes, I can see where the flamboyant cracker barrel Boone was in some ways a rejection of the more commanding fellow of his early career. But boy was that later guy fun. I could watch his scenes in Kremlin Letter on a continuous loop for two hours.

I'm reminded of two other actors who radically "changed their acting style" like Boone did:

Our friend Anthony Perkins. And in a BAD way. The delicate, measured performance of Perkins as Norman Bates in 1960 yielded, by the 80's and the sequels, to a robotic, stilted, sing-song vocal pattern that Perkins seems to have affected and couldn't shake. Boone and Perkins appear(but not together) in Winter Kills(1979) and the aged Boone's folksiness works -- Perkins robot routine does not.

Al Pacino. The stoic, low-key, brooding, borderline BORING Michael Corleone becomes -- HOO-WAH! -- this yelling, roaring comedy ham in Scarface, Carlito's Way, everything. BUt I love Pacino this way. HE's kind of like Richard Boone became: flamboyant and fun, in love with saying lines "his way."

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I saw one of the weirdest films Boone ever appeared in, I Bury the Living, a couple of years ago, and which he must have made just prior to taking on the role of Paladin. It's a low key horror movie and it co-stars Theodore Bikel as a Scotsman! Spoiler ahead: Boone's use of his voice near the end, as he tries to calm down the agitated Bikel is so authoritative and intelligent if one closed one's eyes one might think it was a psychiatrist speaking.

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Yes, I own that one, can't say I watch it a lot. Great Twilight Zone premise: Boone's a funeral director who puts white pins in a map of gravesites for "live" customers before they die; then he puts black pins in the map when they die. He runs out of white pins for the living, uses the black pins instead -- and those people DIE right after he puts the black pin in! Hey, wow. (Its not supernatural though; I think gravedigger Bikel is killing them; can't remember why.)

But then came HGWT(courtesy of Randolph Scott saying no to it) and history.

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And another thing: look at most of Boone's movies from 1964 on, and he's about 50/50 good guys(The War Lord, The Arrangement) and bad guys(Hombre, Big Jake, Kremin Letter, Night of the Following Day, The SHootist.) Boone had a great career as a bad guy; its lucrative because so few actors of stature will play villains.

John Travolta's played a lot of villains lately -- that's how he keeps getting big bucks -- but some years ago, Travolta was rumored for a Have Gun Will Travel movie. Might have worked. Travolta's charismatic in his own way(high voice, though, no Boone there.)

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Yet by the time he took on the role of Cicero Grimes in Hombre Boone's acting style and vocal mannerisms had changed considerably. He had considerable gravitas in that film, and all things considered, probably gave the best performance in the movie.

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He does rather own it...coming in late and taking over. The movie has a great role for Paul Newman, but I always feel Newman "working hard" to capture his taciturn cold cut of a man. Fredric March was a fine actor, but doesn't really get much to BE in Hombre. So, yeah..Boone.

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Yet it was the kind of performance Burt Ives gave in films like The Big Country. Ives could have played the part, and probably have done almost as well as Boone, as it was a role written for a certain kind of actor.

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Yeah, Ives had a big presence, too, and a big voice. One thing he lacked that Boone had in Hombre was...sexuality. There's a somewhat stagey scene in Hombre where a pretty young lass comes on to Boone because he's more macho than her weakling husband...Boone kisses her as if he's raping her, she freaks out, and its hot and heavy stuff. Ives I'm not so sure would have worked there. But he would have worked as a commanding outlaw.

Note in passing: Burl Ives was the first choice for the Bond villain "Largo" in "Thunderball." The part ended up rather unforgettably played by that blond Italian with the eyepatch(Adolfo Celi)...but Celi was unforgettable as a TYPE, not as an actor.

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Five years after Hombre I can imagine Boone playing Big Daddy as well as Ives did in a TV version of Cat On a Hot Tin Roof. But the times were a-changin' again after 1970, and folksy actors (and comedians, such as Red Skelton) were going out of style. Big city ethnic types were in, as Telly Savalas and Peter Falk ruled as TV detectives in much the same way actors like Richard Boone and Ward Bond ruled as westerners ten or fifteen years earlier.

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Yeah...I guess you could say that Boone lucked into a fortune in the TV Western era...and then lucked out when urban came in.

Boone had a good quote about Paladin, btw, though he never acted on it. He claimed when HGWT was at its peak that "if the Western goes out of style, we can just change Paladin to a modern day private eye; or a scuba diver adventurer -- the part travels through time."

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My guess is that Boone sensed this, which is one of the many reasons he drifted away from the mainstream during his last ten years. He could find work if he wanted it, but he didn't need it, had made good investments, was free to do as he pleased.

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That's proven, I think, by how easily Boone turned down The Sting...and then how easily he took "The Shootist" with John Wayne, saying "I'll always come work for John Wayne, he's the only guy who I'd leave Hawaii to work for." I don't think they were big political pals, just old time manly men who knew the times were changing on them.

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Since he knew he couldn't "save" television, there was almost no point in working except to keep busy.

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Yep. But he's really fun in "Goodnight My Love." Its a lifeless, deadpan performance with LIFE to it. I have no idea how he did it.

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I'm guessing, too, that Boone knew he wasn't right for The Sting, Chinatown, Jaws or most other mainstream pictures. In The Taking Of Pelham One Two Three Walter Matthau had the Richard Boone role. Richard Boone as a New York City public transit cop! I can't see that. Charley Varrick, maybe, but he was aging fast and badly by then, as hnis heavy boozing was ruining his looks.

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Hah. You bring in another of my favorites -- Matthau. I suppose here I reveal -- from a young age -- a preference for men with middle-aged gravitas and wryness to the younger moody beauties.

Hey..Boone could have played the Robert Shaw VILLAIN in "Pelham." After all, Shaw took Boone's role in The Sting(and hey, JOHN TRAVOLTA played the villain in the remake.)

It occurs to me that at the movies, Robert Shaw rather did replace Richard Boone as a "type" -- and a bigger, more bankable star. (Shaw died a lot younger than Boone, though.)

---Two miracles that might have saved Boone's flagging career: if either Clint Eastwood or Burt Reynolds had gone out of their way to hire Boone; and of course this assumes admiration on one or the other man's part (I mean Clint or Burt). Richard Boone as a senior villain, mentor or both (he'd have been great as both) might have revived interest in him, made him "hip" again. Boone could have used a boost like that, and it might have brought him back to prominence.

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Well, I tell you what: he had a definite shot at one of them, and the STAR vetoed him.

Get this: Richard Boone was Universal's first choice to play the other role in "Smokey and the Bandit." And that was the second biggest hit of 1977 after Star Wars(Richard Boone -- missed out on The Sting and Smokey and the Bandit).

In his autobiography, Burt Reynolds writes, strangely, "Universal wanted Richard Boone -- who I adore -- as an actor -- but I wanted to lure Jackie Gleason to do it."

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In that vanity biography, Richard Boone's son(an only,beloved child) says that his father died too young at 63 of a cancer that the son believed could have been cured if caught sooner. The son goes on to say that at age 63, his dad had a good ten more years as a character guy, but didn't get them.

One wonders what roles would have worked? But the variables of drink and facial decay and weight...

...its good we've got Boone as we have him.

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I remember that TV movie with Boone being heavily advertized at the time it was first broadcast, missed it then, have never seen it. It got good reviews. They were doing a lot of high quality made fors in those days. 1969-74 was the golden age of the TV movie (or have we discussed this before?). They were like the B units of the major studios of old, and at their best some of those made fors were as good as many if not most movies you'd see in the theaters. Some were shown in the theater elsewhere (such as Spielberg's Duel). A few of them, such as Crowhaven Farm, have cult followings. I saw that when it was first broadcast. They did horror and sci-fi very well in that format, and they even did a few westerns and detective stories. Nor were they retro in the least. They were very up to date, state of the art. Some, more so than what was raking in the dough at the box-office (Airport, Love Story), the disaster flicks. They were both the elephant's graveyard and salvation for many over the hill TV and movie stars, a great place to tread water, a TV movie, especially for guys like Robert Stack, David Janssen and yes, Richard Boone. I've always thought it was a pity the TV movie got upgraded started with I believe QB Something, from a Leon Uris novel; and then, the deluge, first, Rich Man, Poor Man, then Roots, and it was pretty much over for the small scale "quality" TV movie.

In a way those movies of the week replaced the anthology shows, which were dying off just as the first made fors were coming out (1964). The first one I saw, The Hanged Man, was directed by not yet cult favorite Don Siegel. It starred Robert Culp, Edmond O'Brien, Brenda Scott, J. Carrol Naish and our old friend Vera Miles, who did her share of television, often picking choice roles. This was one of them. The film was a remake of the Robert Mongomery-directed Ride the Pink Horse (1947), which is a cult classic (for some,--I'm cool on it), and it's far superior in my opinuion. The pace, the narrative drive of the TV remake just rocks. I usually hate remakes on principle, especially of black and white films "of a certain age" (I couldn't care less if they remade The Godvfather or Rocky ) . Then there's the Siegel remake of The Killers, made around the same time, which has a cult reputation all its own despite its being a remake of one of the best noirs of all time. I so love the 1946 version I find the one with Lee Marvin, Angie Dickinson, Clu Gulager and Ronald Reagan, flat. I like Reagan's performance, though. Good exit line for that one, but the Siodmak is sublime. To return to anthologies, I think that the later ones needed a "hook" to succeed (Hitchcock, Serling, the weird opening of The Outer Limits). Earlier, before Hollywood had totally taken over the production end of television, live anthologies abounded, and many got high ratings, including the one hosted by the aforementioned Robert Montgomery. I saw a few when I was very young, remember how impressive they were,--they played like real events, and held up on videotape in reruns early on--but they were largely gone by 1960. Mary Martin's yearly Peter Pan was an exception; and I believe she did it live every year, and that it was broadcast in color long before color became the norm. Ah, those were the days !

There much more to say on these and other topics but I'm not at home, am using a public computer...

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I remember that TV movie with Boone being heavily advertized at the time it was first broadcast, missed it then, have never seen it. It got good reviews.

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It can be found on the internet. I've watched it a time or two. It is very small, but exceedingly stylish and well written. Boone and Victor Buono demonstrate how to turn a "little movie" into a big one simply by reading their pages of dialogue with relish. There's not much action in "Goodnight My Love"(there was no budget for it), so the whole thing runs on lines, acting charisma and some visual style(the movie got Peter Hyams his oddball "major" movie career -- Capricorn One, Outland, The Star Chamber...)


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They were doing a lot of high quality made fors in those days. 1969-74 was the golden age of the TV movie (or have we discussed this before?).

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Probably. But why not again?

My memory about the "ABC Movie of the Week" is a memory of how, when I was young and easily excited and hormonal, etc -- those damn TV movies played like MOVIES to me. The opener was called "Seven In Darkness" and it was a cheap, tiny "disaster movie"(Seven blind people in a plane crash walk out of the wildnerness...and onto a rickety bridge with a hole in the middle.) But it felt like The Towering Inferno to me the first time I saw it. I was young.

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They were like the B units of the major studios of old, and at their best some of those made fors were as good as many if not most movies you'd see in the theaters. Some were shown in the theater elsewhere (such as Spielberg's Duel). A few of them, such as Crowhaven Farm, have cult followings. I saw that when it was first broadcast.

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"The Night Stalker"(vampire stalks Las Vegas) was another hit in horror. And our pal Joseph Stefano survived by writing a few. "HOme for the HOlidays" was one -- Walter Brennan, Sally Field...horror?

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They did horror and sci-fi very well in that format, and they even did a few westerns and detective stories. Nor were they retro in the least. They were very up to date, state of the art.

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They even managed to generate some "new Golden age of television" controversy and relevance: "That Certain Summer"(Hal Holbrook reveals he's gay to wife and son); "Tribes"(hippie Jan Michael Vincent faces Army DI Darren McGavin) "Someone I Touched"(a husband brings home venereal disease from a hooker, to his wife.)

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Some, more so than what was raking in the dough at the box-office (Airport, Love Story), the disaster flicks. They were both the elephant's graveyard and salvation for many over the hill TV and movie stars, a great place to tread water, a TV movie, especially for guys like Robert Stack, David Janssen and yes, Richard Boone.

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And there was an actor " a bit below" those guys who seemed to be in every tV movie ever made: William Windom.

I suppose as long as royalties were coming in and investments were made, doing one or two TV movies a year was all that a Richard Boone or David Janssen really needed to "stay in the game." I have no idea what a "name" TV star was paid for one of those. $100,000 maybe? Though Boone did character parts in movies around the same time(The Kremlin Letter, Big Jake.)

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I've always thought it was a pity the TV movie got upgraded started with I believe QB Something, from a Leon Uris novel; and then, the deluge, first, Rich Man, Poor Man, then Roots, and it was pretty much over for the small scale "quality" TV movie.

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Well, that was the start of the mini-series and frankly -- with the coming of HBO and cable, suddenly "movies of the week" were passé: REAL movies could be viewed on TV shortly after theatrical release.

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In a way those movies of the week replaced the anthology shows, which were dying off just as the first made fors were coming out (1964). The first one I saw, The Hanged Man, was directed by not yet cult favorite Don Siegel.

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Yes, NBC(and Lew Wasserman's Universal) began the movie of the week idea well ahead of ABC...but they didn't run one every WEEK. (That's the difference.)



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(The Hanged Man) starred Robert Culp, Edmond O'Brien, Brenda Scott, J. Carrol Naish and our old friend Vera Miles, who did her share of television, often picking choice roles.

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Look at Vera Miles imdb list and behold: she moved effortlessly from some big movies like Psycho and The FBI Story right into a SLEW of TV work, didn't matter to her. I think she made a lot of money, lived in Malibu.

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This was one of them. The film was a remake of the Robert Mongomery-directed Ride the Pink Horse (1947), which is a cult classic (for some,--I'm cool on it), and it's far superior in my opinuion. The pace, the narrative drive of the TV remake just rocks. I usually hate remakes on principle, especially of black and white films "of a certain age" (I couldn't care less if they remade The Godvfather or Rocky ) .

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I must take a look at this. I vaguely remember the broadcast, as a kid.

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Then there's the Siegel remake of The Killers, made around the same time, which has a cult reputation all its own despite its being a remake of one of the best noirs of all time. I so love the 1946 version I find the one with Lee Marvin, Angie Dickinson, Clu Gulager and Ronald Reagan, flat. I like Reagan's performance, though. Good exit line for that one, but the Siodmak is sublime.

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The Killers was intended as the first TV movie, with Lee Marvin as a hit man, Angie Dickinson as a moll, and RONALD REAGAN as a crime boss -- that was deemed too violent for TV and shipped to theaters. It was a hit. I love it, small though IT is. On the other hand, it DOES smack of "flat" Universal backlot production and has little noir feel to it. (Tarantino, it DOES emulate a bit.)

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To return to anthologies, I think that the later ones needed a "hook" to succeed (Hitchcock, Serling, the weird opening of The Outer Limits). Earlier, before Hollywood had totally taken over the production end of television, live anthologies abounded, and many got high ratings, including the one hosted by the aforementioned Robert Montgomery. I saw a few when I was very young, remember how impressive they were,--they played like real events, and held up on videotape in reruns early on--but they were largely gone by 1960. Mary Martin's yearly Peter Pan was an exception; and I believe she did it live every year, and that it was broadcast in color long before color became the norm. Ah, those were the days !

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Those were the days. But they are back. A lot of film is on the internet, or kinescopes of live broadcasts. Its amazing how the past is present -- I just know I'll find "The Richard Boone Show" soon.

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There much more to say on these and other topics but I'm not at home, am using a public computer...

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OK, looking forward. Look how fast I found your post THIS time!

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Wayne grew it, liked it, and it went in the movie...the only time John Wayne ever wore a moustache(and a beard?) in a film? I don't know...and I'm not checking



Wayne wore a mustache in Red River, to look older, I think, when Matt (Clift's character) returned from the war.

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I think you're referring to She Wore a Yellow Ribbon, the second in director John Ford's "cavalry trilogy", and in my opinion the best. The Technicolor was so Oscar worthy that it actually won an Oscar. As to John Wayne, he wore a mustache for the entire length of the film, played a man much older than himself. In Red River,--directed by Howard Hawks, not Ford--I don't recall Wayne ever wearing a mustache. He grows a lot of stubble on the cattle drive, but so does everyone else. I don't recall a mustache, and I've seen Red River over a dozen times. It's one of my favorite westerns,--one of my favorite films, period--of all time.

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Nigel Green is one of my favorite actors. As a 10-12 year old I saw Tobruk & recall my Father stating that he liked Green but couldn't recall his name. I also was brought up on Jason & The Argonauts but never identified Green. Then in the seventies I bought my first Halliwell's Filmgoer's Companion & eagerly sought every movie he was in.
One movie not stated here that I always enjoy watching is Play Dirty (also with Michael Caine). Made after the success of the Dirty Dozen, Green's role is mostly in the first half hour as the co-ordintor of the operation. Play Dirty is more cynical than the Dirty Dozen. Worth mentioning is a scene where Green observes Michael Caine appear dressed in Italian uniform & muttering "How very Italian". Also, describing to Caine his crew & everything so matter of fact.
Another sleeper is Fraulein Doktor & his dialogue with James Booth is noteworthy.
A final note. In 1989 I worked with the Australian Customs Service on the passport line. I had the privelige of meeting Nigel Davenport when he visited Australia. During the passport processing I told Davenport that I had recently viewed Play Dirty. I asked him of his memories of Green & he stated that when he knew him, he never felt Green was a happy man. A sad post script for someone that provided so much entertainment in the movies he featured.

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I have heard of "Play Dirty," but never seen it. It seems to be among all manner of films made in the late sixties that just sort of "disappeared" from television, though I expect it can be found somewhere somehow in this world of DVDs. Here's Green again with Michael Caine as well; he seemed to follow him around! I have not seen "Fraulein Doktor;" lets face it, I have evidently missed quite a few Nigel Green movies entirely! (I do remember him on "The Avengers," though -- a show that showcased a lot of British acting faces for us Yanks.)

I recall Nigel Davenport in a few movies; good actor, but "actors are products" and Davenport didn't quite have Nigel Green's more handsome looks and deadpan manner.

I'm sorry to hear that Nigel Green was not a happy man; his early departure from our world suggests there was something to that.

And yet, he worked in the movies, which means of course that he is still available to enjoy and remember in a few films.

I was looking at "The Kremlin Letter" again(I DVRed it) and I hadn't even noticed that during a scene in which hero Patrick O'Neal(clothed) must throw a big medicine ball back and forth with a man wearing only swim trunks(at some distance away)...the other man is Nigel Green, showing off his still "Hercules"-esqe phyisique. Funny thing: director John Huston never gives Green a medium shot or close-up to establish "hey look how fit Nigel Green is." He is just off in the distance, catching and throwing the ball. Its a rather amusing scene. And during this scene, YET ANOTHER "Kremlin Letter" guest star -- Italian Raf Vallone -- is given O'Neal "spy instructions."

Intriguing too: all the scenes with Orson Welles. I wonder how Welles felt to be directed by John Huston?

Finally: Oscar winner Lila Kedrova was good in this picture, too. Really, what a cast! No "major Hollywood stars" of the time, but a great crew of stylish charismatic old-timers, from all over the world.



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Intriguing too: all the scenes with Orson Welles. I wonder how Welles felt to be directed by John Huston?
It must have been a mutual respect as Huston repayed the favor: he starred in Orson Welles' The Other Side of the Wind, which unfortunately, because of the heiress Beatrix Welles, is sitting in a vault somewhere unedited (Peter Bogdonavich is trying, but even then, Beatrix will only allow to be turn into a making-of-documentary, instead of a finished film, which the footage is there for)

Really, what a cast! No "major Hollywood stars" of the time, but a great crew of stylish charismatic old-timers, from all over the world.
And I think it's one of the film's major asset. You hear about Huston wanting James Coburn for the lead, and while he's undoubtedly a better actor than Patrick O'Neal, and would have given a better performance, I think it would have been the wrong move. Coburn would have brought too much emphasis on himself through his charisma, and ruined the best aspect of the film: the group dynamic. Both the workings and unraveling of the group unit, and the inescapable isolation one finds within the group for EACH member. A major star as the lead would have made the film too much about himself, destroying the delicate balance.

It's not surprising the great Jean-Pierre Melville thought the movie was a masterpiece (about the only person upon initial release), as the film picks up where Army of Shadows leaves off. Substitute the French Resistance of WWII for the American spies of the Cold War, and you have the same sense of necessary teamwork mixed with unavoidable fatalism that marks both film. Hopefully The Kremlin Letter will be rediscovered as a great film the same way the once-forgotten Army of Shadows now is.

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Do not overlook the wonderful job he did as Colour Sgt. Bourne in Zulu!! That was one of my childhood favorite movies, and his character really stood out!!

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@ecarle: What a wonderful memory and analysis of an actor who made an impression on you as a youngster and stayed around to impress you as an adult.

Thank you for this well written, thoughtful, and sweet tribute to Nigel Green, and to The Kremlin Letter, itself, a film which I saw for the first time just this week on Turner Classic Movies. I was intrigued when so many well known stars kept showing up: Richard Boone (who I agree was great), Dean Jagger, Orson Wells, George Sanders, and then by the very cynical plot and theme of this 70s film. I was struck by how timely it seems for today's political world. And the ending! Fade to black, indeed!

What was his decision, do you think?

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A very worthy commentary. I salute you for it.

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Green had a lot of charisma. Intense actor.
In Bitter Victory he practically steals all the scenes.


He was an excellent Hercules I thought--showed enough of the qualities associated with the character in mythology despite limited dialogue. And his Jason co-star Niall MacGinnis appears briefly in KL too (and they appeared together in Sword of Sherwood Forest as Little John and Friar Tuck).


He was also very good in Deadlier Than the Male--could have done similar in a Bond film.
I suspect if he had lived he might have been the Jack Watson character in the Wild Geese.

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