Douglas Fairbanks, Jr.: The Pleasure of His Company
Chances are slim that the word could be aptly applied to anyone in the twenty-first century, but I hope I’m wrong about that. I think that the first time I saw a person that term might describe was as a kid. I saw a dazzling old guy on stage in a summer stock production of a frothy comedy with considerable style, The Pleasure of His Company. The actor portraying “Pogo”, an engaged young woman’s long lost father, had a spark, verve and style that was compelling and completely unlike anything I’d then seen in reality or my brief movie-going life, (and even shorter theater-going one). That role, which the actor alternated for years in touring companies with another part that fit him like a glove, Prof. Higgins in My Fair Lady, was played by Douglas Fairbanks, Jr. By the time I saw him, he’d long since relinquished any claim to motion picture stardom, preferring to pursue his interests in business, the arts and a kind of diplomacy, jetting between New York, London and Palm Beach. While he’d received several offers to take productions to Broadway, where his father had enchanted pre-World War One audiences, Doug Jr. preferred keeping his hand in the family business on the fringes of the spotlight. In celebration of the 100th anniversary of this under-appreciated actor’s birth, I thought it appropriate to give a nod to this man who gracefully swept through movies and life, until he left the scene ten years ago at the age of ninety. Understanding that less is so often more, he left us one last present that only the best performers seem to understand–a wish to see his like again. If you are in the New York City area this month, on Monday, December 14, 2009, at 6:00 PM, the New York Public Library will be sponsoring a program called New York Knight: A Centennial Tribute to Douglas Fairbanks, Jr. (1909-2009). It will be hosted by film historian Foster Hirsch and featured guests are expected to be the actor’s widow, Vera Fairbanks, Jane Alexander, Leatrice Gilbert Fountain, Jamie Niven, and others.
When he was asked to take a job as an actor the mere age of 14, his eagerness to accept, despite the fact that producer Jesse Lasky simply hired him for his name value, was irrelevant. An indifferent student, and a chubby kid who had only recently bloomed into a tall, thin youth with a burnished, handsome face, JR, as his age conscious father called him, seemed older than his years. Objecting to his child’s ending his education and to the prospect of competition from his own offspring, Doug Sr. (who asked his son to call him “Pete”), the youngster experienced even more keenly his failure “to receive any real affection” from his father. Yet, despite entering show business for less than aesthetic reasons, and faltering somewhat in a few early films, he proved to be a versatile, appealing actor, even when he was confined to “rich boy goes bad” parts, as he was in A Woman of Affairs (1928-Clarence Brown) playing Greta Garbo‘s weakling brother. An appearance in the jazz age flapper tale, Our Modern Maidens (1929-Jack Conway) brought the 19 year old together with a vaguely 21 year old Joan Crawford who became his first wife, making the pair one of the more golden couples of that time. Their union, which the actor later reflected may have been fated in part due to parental opposition, only lasted four years, but Douglas Fairbanks Jr. apparently remained on friendly terms with the actress. When her reputation was tattered by posthumous revelations about her as a person and a mother, the actor said that ”The Joan Crawford that I’ve heard about in ‘Mommie Dearest’ is not the Joan Crawford I knew back when.” At the most, he revealed in later writing that she may have lacked a degree of humor, did have a tendency to drive others mad with her cleaning fixation (including the Barrymore brothers on the set of Grand Hotel), and intensely disliked the competition from Norma Shearer and Jean Harlow. Most “damning” of all, her ex-husband said that the rising actress might be found night and day sublimating all that intensity through an obsessive need to knit. These relatively mild revelations were typical of Fairbanks‘ reticent style. Married two more times after Crawford (to non-actresses), linked romantically with Gertrude Lawrence and Marlene Dietrich, and to others, his public discretion was indicative of a man who knew all too well the perils of fame from an early age and could cast a forgiving eye on the foibles of himself and others. While his good looks and polished manners might have enabled him to coast through many such parts, the arrival of sound uncovered the actor’s mellifluous speaking voice, and a gift for comedic as well as grittier dramatic work, which is said to be part of the appeal of Howard Hawks’ The Dawn Patrol (1930), a film that was later remade with Errol Flynn, but which is, alas, seldom seen today. The arrival of the Depression and a contract at Warner Brothers handed him opportunities to play several parts in the pre-code period that increased his range. Surprisingly, some of his finest work in the future would come when he played gigolos, hard-bitten grifters and decadent characters, perhaps most famously as the thief-gigolo trying to go straight in Little Caesar (1931-Mervyn LeRoy), a film that is dominated by the star making turn of the extraordinary Edward G. Robinson. Among my favorites in this period are Union Depot (1932-Alfred E. Green), in which Fairbanks played a small time hustler looking for some easy money around a train station, along with his pal, Guy Kibbee. Doug Jr.’s tawdry character steals, lies and slaps women he believes are prostitutes, but via his underplaying, his impulsive tendency to occasionally share his booty with less adept low lifes and his own quirky values, he is an appealing figure despite all his venality. You know when Joan Blondell drifts into the film as a desperate woman, trying to avoid penury by descending into prostitution and the company of a sexual deviant, you know you are deep into pre-code territory. Blondell, as that actress often did, brought out the best in her male co-star, whose pragmatic approach to getting by is clearly an economic choice as much as an ethical one. This film, which has appeared on TCM in the recent past, is not available on DVD, but can be viewed on youtube, beginning here. Fairbanks‘ sharpie may be a bit dissolute, but the actor’s ability to make such a raffish but realistic character intriguing, much less likable, would resurface in a later role as a Broadway conman (complete with a Runyonesque New York accent), who sidles up to Rita Hayworth, John Qualen and Thomas Mitchell in Ben Hecht‘s beautifully photographed and far too little known film, Angels Over Broadway (1939-Ben Hecht & Lee Garmes). As you can see from this early scene in the film, the movie seems to presage film noir elements beautifully. While not a perfect movie (the budget was quite small and the movie was reportedly re-edited by Columbia head, Harry Cohn), the 78 minute film, alternately poetic and tawdry, which is available on DVD, deserves a better fate than the obscurity it has languished in for many decades. You can see a sample of this film’s appeal here. While carving out a career in such roles allowed Fairbanks to develop a career separate from his famous father, his work in comedies, from his role in one of those “how the miserable rich learn to have fun” movies, Joy of Living (1938-Tay Garnett), a movie lightened considerably by Fairbanks’ ebullient character opposite Irene Dunne, as well as the highly enjoyable The Young in Heart (1938-Richard Wallace). This delightful movie is available on DVD as well as on the Internet Archive, found here. These movies led inevitably to comparisons with his stellar father, but, except for some derring-do in movies like Captured! (1933-Roy Del Ruth), a melodrama starring Leslie Howard set in a WWI POW camp (and debuting on TCM on Jan. 21st, 2010 at 1pm EST) and an appearance as an unstable Grand Duke Peter of Russia in Catherine the Great (1934-Paul Czinner), adventure stories and period costume dramas were not part of Fairbanks résumé up to this stage of his career, but the next evolution of the son of the great swashbuckler was about to change, and one of them is receiving a special screening in honor of this actor’s birthday. On the west coast his centennial will be marked by a screening of The Prisoner of Zenda (1937-John Cromwell) at the Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences on Wednesday, December 9, at 8 p.m. at the Samuel Goldwyn Theater in Beverly Hills. In that film, Fairbanks gave one of his very best performances as the deliciously villainous Rupert of Hentzau, a part that he plays with a joyous panache. As Doug Jr. described in the first volume of his memoirs, “Salad Days”, for the first years of his acting career, the actor consciously avoided any parts that smacked of exploiting Doug Sr.’s renown as a swashbuckler. The Prisoner of Zenda came along after the actor returned from a period of time working in Britain, and he needed work badly, though he’d achieved an amount of “star power”. Reluctant to take a step backward or to play the part of Rupert out of a desire to avoid comparisons with his father, he finally confided to his aging parent that he was considering the part. Marking the beginning of a period in which father and son became much closer, Doug, Sr. strongly urged him to play the role to the hilt, remarking that if he were on the shady side of fifty, he’d have been eager to take the part himself. “Don’t be a damn fool”, his father reportedly told him, “The part of Rupert of hentzau is the best part ever written. It’s so good that a dog could play the part and walk away with the story!” No matter how many times I’ve seen this classic version of the Anthony Hope novel, I am always sorry to see Rupert (Douglas Fairbanks, Jr.) disappear out the turret window into the drink below near the end of that entertaining movie (which starred yet another under-appreciated actor, Ronald Colman, who played the hero(es) with equal dash and playful warmth). Apparently, David O. Selznick also felt the same way. Intrigued by a desire to utilize this side (or was it underside?) of Fairbanks‘ previously undetected flair for making an evil character such fun, Selznick tried to figure out a way to fashion a sequel from Anthony Hope’s other novel, “Rupert of Hentzau”. However, after many distractions, including pre-production of Gone With the Wind, and a misguided attempt to transform Rupert into a hero, the mercurial producer passed on the follow-up to the book of The Prisoner of Zenda.
The coming of the Second World War in 1939, however, changed the Anglophile actor’s life, leading him to a choose, as he put it, to offer his services to the British, “if they would have me.” An articulate opponent to the isolationist forces within the United States prior to American involvement, by 1941, he was acting as a liaison between the Roosevelt administration and the British and served as an ambassador without portfolio on a good will tour gathering intelligence on the side in Latin America.
I’ve only seen State Secret of these three in the last five years, though I’ve recently discovered That Lady in Ermine can be seen here in its entirety for free. While Fairbanks continued to produce, appear in occasional stage productions and television after 1951, he chose to become better known for his work away from the spotlight, explaining to a biographer, ”I began to be embarrassed that the interpretation was really someone else’s creation. Realizing my own limitations, I became aware that I could never be a creative actor. I would only be an interpretative one or an imitator.” Continuing an involvement in outside businesses, the affairs of the United Nations, and using his contacts within British and American establishments to promote good relations among nations enabled him to help war refugees and to enjoy a unique position “being a fly on the wall in the corridors of power.” Though his diplomatic efforts and frank appreciation for Britain earned him some enmity among those who opposed his views, he was eventually was named a Knight Commander of the Order of the British Empire.Raising three daughters with his second wife, Mary Lee also kept the nearly former actor quite busy, though he did manage to make a last appearance in a movie with the very distinguished gathering of acting taltent–John Houseman, Fred Astaire and Melvyn Douglas in Ghost Story (1981-Peter Irvin).The actors brought great presence and style to what might have been a well told story, but they were given far too little to do. It’s hardly surprising that Fairbanks chose to call it a day on the motion picture work after this (except for some well done turns as a contributor or narrator of documentaries). In his later years, he warned those who would idealize them that “the good old days” seemed quite different when one was living through them. I was reminded recently while researching this piece that he was also a reminder of a time when under-rated elements of that over-used word, “class”, including grace, manners and kindness, were alive and well. Sources: Fairbanks, Douglas, The Salad Days, Doubleday, 1988. 15 Responses Douglas Fairbanks, Jr.: The Pleasure of His Company
A pretty fair choice, Mr/Ms Anonymous, though I can’t really see George Clooney in any costume pictures–other than The Fantastic Mr. Fox, which is about as close as he’s likely to get. Still, Clooney’s charm is a rarity. Thanks for responding. Aha! Thanks for clearing something up for me. I watched Prisoner of Zenda for the first time a couple of weeks ago, and was puzzled when Rupert popped out of the movie *and* out of the story, never to return. Whoops — I meant “out of the WINDOW *and* out of the story”, of course. You’re welcome, Foulard. I think Rupert left a hole in the story once he disappeared out of that movie too. FYI, there is quite a bit more to Rupert’s story in Anthony Hope’s book, which is still in print and online here. It makes for grand escapist fare. Wish someone had found a way to make it into a movie for Fairbanks. When was the last time you saw someone who could be described as debonair? Last time I looked in a mirror, my dear girl. I’m delighted to read that your self-esteem is doing so well, RHS Thanks for this informative post on Fairbanks,Jr. I liked his work in Prisoner of Zenda, Gunga Din,and in The Dawn Patrol, but the film coming up in January, Captured!, I have never heard of. With a cast of Fairbanks and Leslie Howard, it’s going to be a must for my tivo machine! This is a lovely piece, Moira! I’m envious you had the opportunity to see him perform on stage. I had the chance to see a beautiful print of THAT LADY IN ERMINE at a Los Angeles revival theater (the Vagabond) when I was a teenager. I haven’t seen it since and was happy to be able to record it from Fox Movie Channel recently. I’m looking forward to seeing it again. I also need to take a fresh look at ZENDA as it has been many years since I last saw it. I wish I had been able to attend that L.A. screening last night! My daughter had an invitation for free tickets via USC’s cinema dept. but alas, we couldn’t take advantage of it — among other reasons, she had to study for finals! (grin) I just added a link to your article to the much shorter remembrance I wrote last night. Thanks for this tribute — I’m glad more people will know about Mr. Fairbanks’ life and career. Best wishes, Absolutely adored Douglas Fairbanks, Jr., in every movie I ever saw him in. And he was the definition of a “gentleman” in an interview I once saw with him. Yes, debonair. On another note, I do think George Clooney comes closest to what was once called a movie star. I also think he could remake any movie Clark Gable made. Count me in as a Clooney fan, too, because he is the closest to old-school movie stars. But, few will ever surpass either Fairbanks (Jr. or Sr.)for class and charisma. Very cool about Fairbanks Jr. lending his support to the British before America’s entry into WWII. I love when an actor gets the “Moirafinnie” treatment! Yes, Fairbanks retained his charm until the end. So also did Cesar Romero, of the same vintage. I only hope I have at least 1/4 of either’s charm when I’m in my 70′s and up. I recorded “Love is a Racket” (1932) a number of years ago when I was just getting started as a classic film junkie. He plays a hard-bitten reporter-type. I sort of expected him to be a coattail phenom, but he totally carries the picture. He delivers the snappy dialogue with the best of them, but you can also see the extreme care he takes with pantomime, like when he manipulates the objects in a crime scene to throw the police off of the trail of the person he is protecting. Thanks again Moira for taking us all to school on this one! OK, I watched Love is a Racket again and it wasn’t all that great. It was one of those early thirties William Wellman productions where he would just do one or two takes so the studio execs couldn’t mess around with the material. I heard that he had a good reputation with the front office for finishing projects on time and on budget. Because they were so down and dirty, you get much more of a “slice of life” from a pretty rotten time in our history. JR is quite winning nonetheless. And that Frances Dee…ooo la la! Shoot Tom, with a combo like Wellman, Fairbanks and Frances Dee you don’t need to sell me on Love Is a Racket (1932). I have a real weakness for those brisk, (some would say slap-dash, I would say “spontaneous” and “electric”) films of the early talkie period at Warner Brothers. I’ll definitely be looking for this movie in the future. Many thanks to each of those who took the time to respond. It’s good to know that I am not the only person who thinks the son also rises to the occasion in his own way… Leave a Reply |
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