Showing posts with label elia kazan. Show all posts
Showing posts with label elia kazan. Show all posts

Thursday, April 9, 2009

Yes We Kazan!




I did a post a while back about famous celebrity spawn. But how about famous celebrity grand-spawn? Zoe Kazan’s not exactly famous yet, and her grandfather Elia Kazan wasn’t so much a celebrity as he was one of the greatest freakin’ directors of all time—but you get my point.

On Monday, I attended a pre-Tribeca Film Festival screening of The Exploding Girl, starring Miss Zoe Kazan, and it’s clear that film is certainly in the family genes. In case you’re not familiar, her granddad directed at least four of my favorite films—A Streetcar Named Desire, On the Waterfront, Baby Doll and East of Eden—in addition to being a revered stage director. Plus, he coaxed some of the most memorable performances in cinema from the likes of Marlon Brando and James Dean. My favorite quote from him is his assessment of those two talents:

“Dean's body was very graphic; it was almost writhing in pain sometimes. He was very twisted, as if he were cringing all the time. Dean was a cripple anyway, inside -- he was not like [Marlon Brando]. People compared them, but there was no similarity. He was a far, far sicker kid and Brando's not sick, he's just troubled.”

Ha! Love it.



Two generations later, Zoe Kazan is poised to make her own mark on the acting world. Last year she appeared on Broadway in Anton Chekhov's The Seagull opposite Kristin Scott Thomas and Peter Sarsgaard, and in the film Revolutionary Road opposite Leonardo DiCaprio (she was the secretary he cheated on Kate Winslet with). In the small, indie flick The Exploding Girl, she plays Ivy, a college student returning to her Brooklyn neighborhood for summer break. The simple, intimate film gives us a glimpse of a transitional period in her life as she sorts out her feeling for a platonic old friend. (There’s even a scene on a rooftop pigeon coop reminiscent of On the Waterfront (above)) The film depends a lot on silent close-ups of Zoe’s cherubic face—and she conveys subtle expressions brilliantly.

This actress is one to watch—no matter what her last name is.

Monday, February 2, 2009

Was Baby Doll Sinful Cinema?


In 1956 a movie was released that stirred such utter controversy that Time magazine dubbed it the “dirtiest American-made motion picture that had ever been legally exhibited.” You wouldn’t know it by its sweet and innocent title: Baby Doll. Directed by Elia Kazan and written by master of the sordid-South Tennessee Williams (his first screenplay), Baby was banned by the Catholic Church for its “sexual themes.” Remember, this was a time when the Catholic Church—not the Church of Scientology—held immense power in Hollywood.

The Catholic Legion of Decency succeeded in having the film removed from most U.S. theaters, and Cardinal Francis Spellman condemned it from the pulpit of St. Patrick’s Cathedral in Manhattan, telling Catholics they would be committing a sin if they saw it! The cardinal spoke, and Catholics listened. Nearly 20 million people protested, and Baby Doll was pulled from most theaters. It was the Legion of Decency’s first-ever nationwide boycott of an American-made film produced by a major studio.

So what was so bad about Baby Doll? By today’s standards, nothing at all. Watching the film now, it’s hard to see what all the fuss was about. Here’s the basic gist. Carroll Baker stars in the title role as the young wife of the much older cotton gin owner (Karl Malden). Her husband promised Baby Doll’s dying father that he wouldn’t “consummate” the marriage until Baby Doll turned 20, and guess what birthday’s coming up. Tensions run high when the owner of a rival cotton gin (Eli Wallach) comes into town and tries to seduce Baby.

The moral police seemed to object most to a scene where Wallach’s character flirts suggestively with Baby Doll on a swing (here's the scene in question). At one point, Wallach’s hands disappear below the screen and the Legion of Decency didn’t like the looks of that. The truth, the actors revealed years later, was that it was freezing cold outside. The cast was chewing ice so their breath wouldn’t show on camera and there were heaters on the ground to keep the actors warm. So in this particular scene, Wallach’s hands were simply warming by the heater…not doing any “immoral.” What dirty minds those Catholics have...


The film is actually quite funny, and Carroll Baker is a revelation. Had Baby Doll been a hit, I think her career would have skyrocketed. Despite all the controversy and condemnation, it was nominated for four Academy Awards—including Best Actress for Baker. (She didn’t win the Oscar, but she did win a Golden Globe, as did Kazan.)

It’s amazing how far we’ve come. Today, if an institution told us that seeing a movie was a sin, there’d be lines around the block just to see it. Because now we know: Controversy makes the best films.