The Black and White World of Joseph Walker
TCM is officially celebrating the work of the studio era’s great directors throughout this month, so I thought I might swim upstream a bit. As revered director John Ford once pointed out, “People are incorrect to compare a director to an author. If he’s a creator, he’s more like an architect.” The more I keep learning about the shadowy figures in the background of great movies who actually wrote the story, chose the sets, edited the film and designed the look of a movie, the truth of Ford‘s comment becomes more concrete for me. The director as an architect whose vision unfolded thanks to many hands, not just his will, is particularly intriguing when you realize that, unconsciously, you “know” someone’s work, even when his or her name is unfamiliar.One of those background figures, whose work illuminated the films of Frank Capra, Howard Hawks, Leo McCarey, Julien Duvivier and more, much more than has been acknowledged, was cinematographer Joseph Walker (1892-1985).
Most classic film fans know–or should know–the names of the stellar group of cinematographers Gregg Toland, James Wong Howe, and John Alton whose work, largely in black and white movies, is a hallmark of the best and most influential in their profession to this day. Walker, who was very well known within his profession, may not be as familiar to us, but he created some of the most rapturous moving images ever captured on film, mostly exploring permutations and subtleties etched in black and white on celluloid shot in 35mm for projection on a movie palace screen. When collaborating with Frank Capra in twenty films, he blended the lit-from-within beauty of silent films with an ability to photograph dramatic action sequences that mirrored social and personal turmoil in a memorably vivid and innovative way. Without Joe Walker, the directors and their films he graced with his talent might be far less memorable. Harry Cohn was a down-to-earth observer of the passing parade in Hollywood, and, at a distance, a rather likable if often crass movie mogul who ran Columbia Pictures for decades. Cohn‘s movies were not generally vulgar, but had a hand-crafted look of movies made with care. Nevertheless, he once turned to Walker and made the observation that “Y’know, there’s one thing that’s always made me curious about you. Practically every money-making picture we’ve had at Columbia, you’ve worked on it. How do you account for that? And don’t tell me it’s the photography! Photography doesn’t sell pictures!” Walker may have endured because he learned to take obtuse remarks such as that in stride in Hollywood, but he also thrived when the sometimes crushing grind of the studio system’s production demands resulted in “the happy accident” which brought him together with associates who allowed him to experiment with new ways of achieving photographic effects, and whose own storytelling style were given shape by this cinematographer. He also appears to have been a man who understood his own worth, and didn’t need recognition, though he had quite a bit. There were four Academy Award nominations for You Can’t Take it With You (1938); Only Angels Have Wings (1939); Here Comes Mr. Jordan (1941); & The Jolson Story (1946), but there would be no wins.
While the images created by this man on screen may be anonymous for most of us, they are hardly forgettable, despite the fact that most of us, including me have ever seen any of his movies in their originally intended form in a theater. Walker, who worked for Cohn from 1927 until his retirement in 1952, may have been bemused by his boss’ obtuse refusal to acknowledge that images matter. When he arrived at the poverty row studio, the cinematographer developed a diffuse, shimmering and smoky, soft-focus photographic style that hid the cheapness of the worn sets he was photographing. As a craftsman whose grasp of the technical equaled his understanding of composition and lighting, Joe Walker had an enviable collection of lenses. As Mr. Walker once explained it, “Years ago, I decided that the real foundation of photography was the lens that made the picture. And as photography was my bread-and-butter, I decided that I better know something about lenses. And I’ve been learning about them ever since.” Joe Walker is less well known by name than those more readily identifiable cinematographers named earlier, but you have seen his work. His images are, quite simply, glorious. You know that you are seeing something extraordinary when you see his films, no matter which director he was working for, though the most fruitful association of the cinematographer’s career was undoubtedly with Frank Capra. This professional bond began with an assignment in 1928 on That Certain Thing (1928), a choice that Walker later described as one of those “funny…little accidents [that] decide your life.” Using many of the techniques he’d learned for aerial photography while making newsreels and clever ideas to make lousy special effects better, such as the pair’s decision to use a miniature diver and submarine in an aquarium look more realistic by photographing them in a diffused way through layers of glass, the two men developed their skills further in a marvelously entertaining series of robustly photographed boy’s life type adventure tales such as Submarine (1928), Flight (1929), and Dirigible (1931), (many of which featured Jack Holt and Ralph Graves). As recent scholars have pointed out, the public may have come to think of Frank Capra as the sole author of his films, (a concept enforced by the auteur theory and the director’s controversial autobiography, The Name Above the Title), but beginning fully in American Madness, “Capra and [his screenwriter] Riskin forged a world view that was given shape by Joe Walker.” Exploring issues that would become the bedrock of The New Deal’s spirit before Roosevelt was elected, the perceptive script was written by one of Capra’s other skilled collaborators, Robert Riskin, (and was not a notion conceived by Capra, as previously asserted by the director, who was assigned to the movie only after another director had been dismissed by Cohn). As historian Ian Scott has recently illustrated in his biography of Riskin, In Capra’s Shadow, the writer’s contribution to the director’s career has long been overlooked. The seeds of what became known as “Capraesque” can be seen in American Madness (1932). This striking movie makes the viewer a witness to a waking nightmare for banker Walter Huston in a story of a bank run with a keen, droll eye on the shifting social, financial and sexual politics at the beginning of the Great Depression prior to the New Deal’s implementation. Within the pristine clarity of the gleaming bank made of chrome and marble, Walker photographed a brilliantly realistic looking bank set, (with uncredited set design by Stephen Goosson) in which he lit and caught action on several levels at once, especially when showing the mercurial actions of a crowd transmuting into a mob during a bank run, when he films some incredibly animated tracking shots with a detailed depth of field. Rain, shadows, and a river of people flow across the screen in Walker‘s movies. The night itself becomes an almost palpable character, captured in an exquisite, changing pattern. Shadows, silhouettes, night and rain were expressionistic elements of the physical world that Joe Walker would use repeatedly to illustrate the underlying mood of the movies he photographed. In almost all of the Capra films, and such beautifully photographed movies as Howard Hawks’ Only Angels Have Wings (1939) and Leo McCarey’s Penny Serenade (1941), the cinematographer seemed to use night and moments of physical darkness to illustrate moments when characters’ emotions could bloom and sometimes overwhelm them, sometimes in an almost supernatural way, while the daylight might trigger heedless action and comedic sequences. For example, you might be drawn to the sight of a man and woman (Clark Gable & Claudette Colbert) trying to resist one another as the glistening night enfolds them near a sparkling stream shimmering with moon light in It Happened One Night (1934), as you can see in the accompanying illustration from that film.
As a craftsman whose grasp of the technical equaled his understanding of composition and lighting, Walker had an enviable collection of lenses. As Mr. Walker once explained it, “Years ago, I decided that the real foundation of photography was the lens that made the picture. And as photography was my bread-and-butter, I decided that I better know something about lenses. And I’ve been learning about them ever since.” As he further experimented with new techniques using his large collection of lenses for the camera, he found himself able to capture a couple lit only by the light of a fireplace in The Miracle Woman(1931), or glimpsing a legend in the making through the scrim of liquid light from a fountain at night, (Jean Harlow in Platinum Blonde (1931), who is seen below in a backlit sequence. Eventually he would become known as one of Hollywood’s “woman’s cinematographers”, able to enhance an actress’ allure and her performance. This was partly thanks to his introduction of the 4-inch lens for capturing close-ups, each of which he designed and ground himself for each individual actress. He photographed now legendary actresses at their best. When the scene called for it, Joe would reflect the steely skepticism each actress could portray so well, bringing their features into sharp focus when presenting their “game face” to the cold world at large, as he did with Rosalind Russell in Howard Hawks’ His Girl Friday (1939).
Other times, capturing moments when their characters let their guards down, Walker used the 4-inch lens to catch a subtle range of emotions as his melting light played across their softening features, often with the background falling away, out of focus, as the expressive faces of Barbara Stanwyck, Rosalind Russell and Jean Arthur became human and touching, as well as beautiful.
As the screen cap below of Barbara Stanwyck from the extraordinary The Bitter Tea of General Yen (1933) illustrates, this technique found the vulnerability beneath the surface. The tenderness, desire and fear about her own emotions that plays across Stanwyck‘s face came at a time in her life when she may have been more open emotionally as an actress and as a woman, (thanks to her closeness to Capra). The film may seem offensive to many today due to the use of yellow face with the casting of the Scandinavian actor Nils Asther (seen below in silhouette, Asther was brilliant in the difficult part of the fatalistic, seductive, cruel and doomed war lord in China) and the stereotypical attitudes about Asian culture.
The casting of Stanwyck in the role of a Christian missionary to war-torn China may seem odd too, since we now look back on her career, with our perception of her formed by a blur of tough gal roles that she later played with great relish. The tensile steel that underlay her slight form is there in these early Capra films, though their is a surprising softness as well. However you may react to the casting, it is, nonetheless, one of the most beautiful and sensual films ever produced in America, in no small part due to Walker‘s achievements behind the camera. A commercial failure when it first opened at Radio City Music Hall in the depths of the Depression, it revealed an artistry that never quite found expression again at such an enthralling scale for any of the participants, but especially for Capra and Stanwyck and Asther.
As MorlockJeff pointed out in his appreciation of “Pre-Code Stanwyck” last Summer, Stanwyck‘s unique presence in movies of the early thirties developed into something extraordinary when working with Frank Capra (who seems to have been in love with the then unhappily married actress), but also with with Joseph Walker. This erotic tension, streetwise humor and tenderness in the actress would never be captured in quite the same way again as it was in these early collaborations, beginning with Ladies of Leisure (1930), The Miracle Woman (1931), Forbidden (1932) and The Bitter Tea of General Yen (1933). There are many instances in these four Stanwyck movies over that three year period that stand out for me, some entrancing, like the dream sequence in The Bitter Tea of General Yen, but perhaps my favorite moments in this teaming are in Forbidden (1932), (a movie that is not available on DVD and a film that Capra later dismissed in his autobiography). Credited scriptwriters Capra and Jo Swerling, borrowing a page from Fannie Hurst’s “Back Street” style story, tell the tale of young woman (Barbara Stanwyck) who, seeking romance, finds herself spending her life as the mistress of a married politician (Adoplphe Menjou, who was exceptionally likable in a difficult role here), and a co-worker as a reporter on to another who loves her (Ralph Bellamy). The compromises and pain that she endures throughout the picture might have been just another “woman’s weepie”, but for the artistry in depicting her choices. In a scene near the film’s end, the Stanwyck character, who has married her lover’s political enemy to prevent a revelation of scandal, shows a range of conflicting emotions from fear to determination. Though the actress would perhaps become best remembered for her later work as hard cases in Double Indemnity and other films, her strength and vulnerability seem more naked here, in these early films working with Capra and photographed so well by Walker, as you can see in this brief tribute clip compiled from Forbidden below: The last film that Joe Walker worked on, Affair in Trinidad (1952) was a “comeback vehicle” for Rita Hayworth after one of her disastrous marriages had ended and, if you’ve seen the somewhat listless film, you know that one thing works well in it–the beautiful images Walker took of Rita photographed, especially when she’s allowed to let down her mask of a beauty, her eyes lit up and she became the vibrant dancer she was at heart. Working with director Vincent Sherman at Columbia, Sherman reported that Walker, who sometimes humbly asked the journeyman for advice on camera angles, “was a first-rate artist but also modest, and he made my work a pleasure.” Joe Walker‘s lifetime of work remains a pleasure for many of us. _________________________________________
If you watch TCM over the summer, you will have twenty opportunities to see and savor Mr. Walker‘s technical artistry behind the camera, with a list of the films found here. The Bitter Tea of General Yen (1934), has been broadcast on TCM before and is only commercially available on VHS or, I believe, only on Region 2 DVDs currently. You can also see the film via YouTube below, in its entirety: ___________________ Sources:
12 Responses The Black and White World of Joseph Walker
I loved this post because I am such a groupie for cinematographers. As a matter of fact, I have signed up for a mini-course about cinematography here at Facets. Tonight is the first class, and I am very excited. This was the perfect thing to read before class. The Ebert quote is priceless, and I am going to quote it at every turn. Two, among many, Walker moments that leave me breathless are the young lovers seen through the fountain in “Lady for a Day” and Mrs. Bailey and her son George talking on the sidewalk while the wedding party goes on inside the house. Thanks for an article I will be sharing. I was watching the credits for something the other day and became excited at seeing the cinematographer was Ted McCord. My husband rolled his eyes and said something like “don’t they just point the camera”. A lot of people need a lot of educating! Thanks so much for your kind responses, Medusa and Patricia but dagnabbit, that darn Suzi–making me long for a ticket to the crowded Windy City just to check out Facets! Crikey, it sounds like Valhalla for movie buffs. Too bad that cinematography mini-class isn’t taught online, *hint, hint*. I hope you pop back into this blog post to share a bit of the book-learnin’ you get from it. Sounds so intriguing…and I would love to learn your thoughts on Stanley Cortez‘s visual artistry in The Night of the Hunter (1955). Patricia, Johnny Belinda (1948-Negulesco): glorious, beautifully composed and photographed in a moving homage to the eloquence of the human face, and the light and darkness of a rural world. Many of the scenes in this movie linger in my memory, but a few are when Charles Bickford sits in the dark waiting for the birth of his grandchild, the dramatic light and perspective when Stephen McNally returns to the barn when Jane Wyman is alone, the snow falling, and the silhouette of the carriage in the distance at the end. Unfortunately, Jack Warner kept sending irksome messages about time, the film being “too dark” and budget questions to the crew on location filming these Rockwell Kent-like images in the heart-felt story. Good thing they ignored him, though claiming he was in the business of making talking pictures, Warner never seems to have understood “why anyone would want to see a movie about a deaf-mute”? Negulesco left the studio for 20th Century Fox shortly after, and he fell down the rabbit hole of big, glossy, candy-colored cinemasope movies there, unfortunately. McCord, who must have had one heckuva pension, hung in at WB. Deep Valley (1947-Negulesco) with the meltingly beautiful sequences in the woods and the dark barn, and the lighting of Ida Lupino and Fay Bainter‘s faces, this little movie is exquisite. The Damned Don’t Cry (1950-Vincent Sherman) with Joan Crawford about to slip away into the gargoyle phase of her career, McCord photographs her still revealing face (sans makeup during the most effective moments) while she transforms from mining town frump to glam gal, and the interiors are all strangely claustrophobic, with brightly lit desert scenes that seem increasingly ominous and almost claustrophobic as the drama draws to a violent close. The Hanging Tree (1950-Delmer Daves): rarely seen now, this film translates all the lifetime of accumulated knowledge McCord had acquired into capturing the chaotic life of a frontier town, at times so fresh you can practically smell the pine board building’s newness, and feel the breeze rustling the trees on the close hills. It also allowed the cameraman to add to the story whenever he photographed the moving contrast between the seraphically radiant face of a young Maria Schell and the planes of Gary Cooper‘s worn, but still handsome face. Btw, as I do more research, I hope to add more profiles to this Black and White World series here. I wish all of you could take the Facets classes with me, or drop in to see my introductions for our midnight movies. It would be so much fun to meet you all and talk movies. In the cinematography class, we saw Antonioni’s RED DESERT and talked about the relationship between the visuals, the characters, and our contemporary world. The instructor is an actual cinematographer and his insights were interesting but expressed in a down-to-earth way. Ted McCord favourites: “Johnny Belinda” and “The Hanging Tree” would certainly make my list. “Young Man With a Horn” would probably be number 1, if I were in the habit of choosing a number 1. Wholeheartedly agree with the Ebert quote. Sadnly I think that many people who claim they “couldn never sit still for an old movie” have just never opened themselves up enough to try. They’ve become so used to “being entertained” by vapid non-stop action and cgi fanfare that they’ve forgotten the quality of a good story and the craftsmanship it takes to create one. “Not having my emotions manipulated is such a weird experience.” I’ve had the privilege of seeing two of Walker’s films projected in 35mm — Only Angels Have Wings a few years ago at the LA County Museum of Art, and It’s a Wonderful Life just last December at the Arclight Hollywood. Two of the best experiences I’ve had in a theatre. The latter was especially revelatory after years of seeing it only on TV. It always looked good to me, but the big screen really enhanced the beauty and richness of Walker’s and Capra’s images. Re Forbidden: I’d also single out that shimmering horseback ride along the evening surf. Gorgeous. Patricia: Young Man with a Horn would get my fave McCord vote, too. To be honest, Capra’s movies generally depress me. It may be the self-conscious “little man” worldview that prevails in so many of the stories he tells. However, I am tempted to explore the early Frank Capra movies you’ve described, especially since I can now look at them with a bit more of an educated eye about Joseph Walker. I’ll be looking for the next black and white cinematographer profile soon. One other thing–Nils Asther, the star of “The Bitter Tea of General Yen” deserves more attention from those who enjoy classic movies. he was a co-star of Garbo as well as Stanwyck, and the lead in several small movies before he fell into obscurity. The man was a good actor and part of the Scandanavian wave of talent that crested in the late ’20s in Hollywood. This was fascinating. I’ve learned more about cinematography reading this than a semester in a college level film appreciation course. Please write more about this rarely discussed aspect of the moviegoing experience in layman’s terms. I also never realized how much Joseph Walker’s film technique influenced what I thought was terrific in old movies. You mean I don’t have to pay for expert advice like this aynrmoe?! Leave a Reply |
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Wonderful tribute, and can’t wait to savour Walker’s delicious artistry with more knowledge, thanks to you!
Informed and fascinating blog, Moira!