Scent of Desperation: Whiffs and I Will, I Will…For Now

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Since its inception Hollywood has been the plaything of the super rich, an ideal medium for ego stroking and favor doling. William Randolph Hearst famously bankrolled the career of his talented mistress, Marion Davies, while Howard Hughes worked out his fetish for flying machines and bra technology. Many of these captain of industry vanity projects have been forgotten, however, including the output of one-time Fabergé fragrance CEO, George Barrie. A born entrepreneur, he built up a cosmetics company from his garage and invented Brut cologne, allowing him to fund a series of sex comedies in the 1970s. An amateur songwriter, he used the films as excuses to promote his tunes, and received Oscar nominations for his work in A Touch of Class (1973) and Whiffs (1975). The Warner Archive recently released un-restored versions of Whiffs and I Will, I WillFor Now (1976) on DVD, both starring Elliott Gould, giving a sense of what corporations thought scent consumers wanted to watch in the 1970s.

Barrie was born in Brooklyn in 1912 and raised in Pittsfield, Massachusetts, and had to ditch his music education after marrying his first wife Lucille. His first job was selling door-to-door for Rayette, a hair products manufacturer, and started stashing money away. Before long he started up Caryl Richards cosmetics in a New Jersey garage, which he named after his two kids. He “took to the road and sold a line of products that hadn’t even been designed yet”, and by 1961 he had sales over $7 million. In 1964 the conglomerate purchased Fabergé, where Brut cologne became an international phenomenon – which Barrie stoked with a string of sports star endorsements, including Joe Namath, Billie Jean King and Muhammad Ali. Convinced that celebrity equaled sales, he was able to get Cary Grant to join the company’s Board of Directors.

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Barrie produced his films under a “Brut Productions” shingle, while Brut Records put out albums by comedian Robert Klein and Brut Television co-produced the popular spy thriller series “The Protectors” starring Robert Vaughn. There was even a Brut Publishing imprint, whose initial offering People Magazine describes as “a manual on the psychology of marriage and sex”, clearly riding the ample coattails of The Joy of Sex (published in 1972). They were offering an entire Playboy lifestyle, not just a cologne, a more ambitious version of today’s Axe Body Spray’s frat boy chic.

The first Brut Production film was the downbeat Western, Cry for Me Billy (1972), but the first to register as a success was the 1973 sex comedy A Touch of Class, which netted Glenda Jackson the Oscar for Best Actress and Barrie (with lyricist Sammy Kahn) a nomination for best song for “All That Love Went to Waste”. After a couple of horror exercises (Night Watch and Laurence Harvey’s Welcome to Arrow Beach),  Whiffs was a return to comedy for Brut, a feeble attempt to 1365892634_2rekindle some anti-authority M*A*S*H magic. It shoves Elliott Gould into the role of Army chemical test subject Dudley Frapper, who is fired when his body breaks down. On his way out he steals some laughing gas and  joins up with civilian guinea pig Chops (Harry Guardino) to knock over some local banks. Wanting the patina of politics without offending anyone, Whiffs is too tame for satire,  and all that’s left is feeble slapstick. Director Ted Post (Hang ‘em High) is in check cashing mode, filming everything in flatly lit two shots, leaving Gould writhing on the floor in drawn out agony. It’s supposed to be chemical testing gag, but Gould is an ungainly physical comedian, and his flailing elicits pity rather than laughter.  Only Eddie Albert as a befuddled Army captain seems remotely engaged, and he sells the funniest line in this misbegotten enterprise: ““We don’t want to kill the enemy, we just want to make them…a little sick.”

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With that busted attempt at capturing the youth market, Barrie returned to the Touch of Class model of risqué rom-com for I Will, I WillFor Now (one of the most ungainly titles in film history). Like Whiffs, though, it wants to capitalize on counter-culture trends, like open relationships and sex counseling, but without any explicit behavior to turn off potential consumers. It’s another neutered project, although one composed with energy by old studio stalwart Norman Panama, who started out writing screenplays for Bob Hope. This time Gould plays Les Bingham, an executive for an urban development company, and recently divorced from his art student wife Katie (Diane Keaton). Gould seems to be a thinly veiled version of Barrie, stalking through a garish office of modeled white plastic out of 2001: A Space Odyssey. It looks exactly like Barrie’s digs as described in that People magazine piece:

His business quarters, tailored to his taste, are a space-age vision in mirrored walls, fluorescent colors, chrome and Lucite; his gleaming black, crescent-shaped desk stands cluttered with perfumes, hairsprays and records. Nearby is his “playroom,” equipped with two Baldwin pianos (there is an electric piano on Barrie’s company jet), an organ, bongos and drums, where he composes and holds jam sessions. By 5 p.m., when Barrie is in town, business associates begin arriving for the ritual “happy hour,” a designation Barrie rejects. “All my hours are happy,” he insists.

d25a16d1e7ecf98d608aa412f167ddd7.image.300x234All of Les’ hours are happy as well, at least until he runs into Katie again at her hippie sister’s wedding, and their attraction burbles to life once again. In this variation on the screwball comedy of remarriage, the duo choose to go sign a mutually binding contract instead of getting married again – they have the option to decline after 6 months. And so they go through the motions of a happy couple until their mutual antagonisms bubble again to the surface. Instead of calling it quits, they abscond to a beachside sex clinic – but instead of the promised raw sexual honesty you get feeble farce, including a accidental (and chaste) wife swap. Panama juices the pace to get the most out of the material (which he co-wrote), while the cast all seems to be having a blast, especially Paul Sorvino, who plays one of Katie’s suitors. After her final rejection, and pathetically holding a gun to his head, he bursts out with a creditable rendition of Pagliacci.

Both Whiffs and I Will, I Will…For Now are compromised, pre-test marketed material made to extend the brand of Brut cologne, and nobody went to see them. They are differing versions of what the Brut “lifestyle” was supposed to consist of, both mildly subversive and theoretically erotic. It’s about possibilities rather than realities, images rather than actions.  Neither were likely as effective as that simple Joe Namath ad, though, which has more sexual energy in Broadway Joe’s feathered mane than those two films combined. Perhaps recognizing the need for real danger in their product, Brut co-produced James Toback’s mob psychodrama Fingers (1978) before dissolving their film division soon after. In 1984 the McGregor Corporation purchased Fabergé, and George Barrie retired.

14 Responses Scent of Desperation: Whiffs and I Will, I Will…For Now
Posted By Richard Brandt : April 16, 2013 11:13 am

A track record many studio chiefs would envy. “I Will, I Will…for Now” is remembered (if you caught it on television back on the day) for Gould’s defense to Keaton that he was innocently helping Victoria Principal carry her groceries: “Her cantaloupes were falling out!”

Posted By Richard Brandt : April 16, 2013 11:13 am

A track record many studio chiefs would envy. “I Will, I Will…for Now” is remembered (if you caught it on television back on the day) for Gould’s defense to Keaton that he was innocently helping Victoria Principal carry her groceries: “Her cantaloupes were falling out!”

Posted By Lamar : April 16, 2013 3:50 pm

“Now That We’re in Love,” the song from Whiffs, went to #16 on the Adult Contemporary chart in 1975 in the Steve Lawrence recording from the movie. I remember hearing it on the radio. Faberge was huge in the 60′s and not just Brut. For the ladies they had Woodhue, Straw Hat and Tigress, available at any drugstore.

Posted By Lamar : April 16, 2013 3:50 pm

“Now That We’re in Love,” the song from Whiffs, went to #16 on the Adult Contemporary chart in 1975 in the Steve Lawrence recording from the movie. I remember hearing it on the radio. Faberge was huge in the 60′s and not just Brut. For the ladies they had Woodhue, Straw Hat and Tigress, available at any drugstore.

Posted By DBenson : April 16, 2013 5:27 pm

Brut also produced an animated feature, “Hugo the Hippo.” Very odd piece of work, with quasi Yellow Submarine art, wild shifts of tone, songs sung by Donny and Marie, and a weird story. Wondering how that fit into Barrie’s master plan.

Posted By DBenson : April 16, 2013 5:27 pm

Brut also produced an animated feature, “Hugo the Hippo.” Very odd piece of work, with quasi Yellow Submarine art, wild shifts of tone, songs sung by Donny and Marie, and a weird story. Wondering how that fit into Barrie’s master plan.

Posted By Doug : April 17, 2013 1:49 am

Elliot Gould has never impressed me as a good actor. Mash came closest, as Altman made everyone seem better.
As for Barrie, though I’m not too familiar with his productions, I admire someone who decided to go his own way and stuck with it.

Posted By Doug : April 17, 2013 1:49 am

Elliot Gould has never impressed me as a good actor. Mash came closest, as Altman made everyone seem better.
As for Barrie, though I’m not too familiar with his productions, I admire someone who decided to go his own way and stuck with it.

Posted By robbushblog : April 17, 2013 12:37 pm

All of this just to sell some crappy cologne? I hope the execs at Axe don’t read this. I shudder to think of what entertainments they might come up with. They’ve already dropped a man from space. I can’t see how anything could be more entertaining than that.

Posted By robbushblog : April 17, 2013 12:37 pm

All of this just to sell some crappy cologne? I hope the execs at Axe don’t read this. I shudder to think of what entertainments they might come up with. They’ve already dropped a man from space. I can’t see how anything could be more entertaining than that.

Posted By swac44 : April 18, 2013 7:19 am

Funny, I came across a poster for Whiffs recently at a movie collectibles show, and up until that point I’d never heard of it, and just chalked it up as “another Elliott Gould movie that’s fallen into obscurity” (there seem to be a fair number of them). Nice to find out some of the story behind it, even if I have absolutely no desire to actually watch it. And you’re right about it trying to rekindle some of the energy of Gould’s best-known film, even the posters proclaim in bold type: “The funniest military farce since M*A*S*H!” Gould must have loved that.

Among that pile of posters, I also learned of the existence of a Soupy Sales vehicle–maybe his only starring role?–called Birds Do It, from 1966. Now that I’d watch.

Posted By swac44 : April 18, 2013 7:19 am

Funny, I came across a poster for Whiffs recently at a movie collectibles show, and up until that point I’d never heard of it, and just chalked it up as “another Elliott Gould movie that’s fallen into obscurity” (there seem to be a fair number of them). Nice to find out some of the story behind it, even if I have absolutely no desire to actually watch it. And you’re right about it trying to rekindle some of the energy of Gould’s best-known film, even the posters proclaim in bold type: “The funniest military farce since M*A*S*H!” Gould must have loved that.

Among that pile of posters, I also learned of the existence of a Soupy Sales vehicle–maybe his only starring role?–called Birds Do It, from 1966. Now that I’d watch.

Posted By Doug : April 18, 2013 1:54 pm

swac44, though I know it isn’t the same film, when you mentioned
” Birds Do It, from 1966.” it sparked a memory of “What’s So Bad About Feeling Good?” which starred the thoroughly charming Mary Tyler Moore in 1968. If America hadn’t already fallen in love with her from the Dick Van Dyke show, this movie would have done it.
Her production company had a pretty good run, too.

Posted By Doug : April 18, 2013 1:54 pm

swac44, though I know it isn’t the same film, when you mentioned
” Birds Do It, from 1966.” it sparked a memory of “What’s So Bad About Feeling Good?” which starred the thoroughly charming Mary Tyler Moore in 1968. If America hadn’t already fallen in love with her from the Dick Van Dyke show, this movie would have done it.
Her production company had a pretty good run, too.

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