The House of God

I saw The House of God on TV in the 90s, a late night slot. I finally discovered the name of the film I saw those years ago.

All I remember is the outrageously dark humor, encapsulated by the scene of Charles Haid (aka The Fatman) raising a hospital bed of an elderly immobile patient higher and higher off the floor, while explaining to his impressionable interns that the only way an elderly GOMER will die is though accident not illness. My next realization was my lowering oxygen levels, as I was laughing so hard.

It's a great petty it's not on DVD, hardly every shown on TV and the only remaining copies of this near mythical film are old treasured VHS copies passed between medical interns.

By the way, I just checked a long list of films that were shown by Moviedrome, a BBC2 series presented by Alex Cox that aired rare cult movies. The Hose of God was not on the list, weird.

Samuel Shem's novel "The House of God" is a classic in the world of medicine, a must-read for all new doctors, a biting satire that is hilarious and horrifying, highlighting in very stark terms how dehumanizing medical training can be, both for the patients and the doctors themselves. It is a work of sheer brilliance.

The movie version is none of those things.

It is never easy to adapt a novel into a movie, especially when the novel itself is a classic. However, the filmmakers here did not even try. Instead of a story, what we have here is a disjointed series of events with no connecting threads. This movie doesn't tell a story at all. It references a few key scenes from the novel to show that it was really based on it, but then throws in many, many new scenes that do nothing to contribute to the story or the richness of the film's message.

The message of the novel is entirely lost in this film, there is not even a single moment worth laughing with or laughing at, and there isn't even a story here worth following.

There could not possibly be a starker contrast between the ingenuity of the original novel and the sheer banality of this film. It is truly awful.

I was an under 5 in this film. I went to see the casting director at a nearby hotel by my workplace on my lunch break. She said I would be perfect as a crash cart nurse. My boss gave me 5 days off to work the film.

I had to rush down the hallway with a car filled with medical stuff. On breaks, Tim Matheson hung out with the extras in an empty room. He was just so incredibly kind and answered all our questions about his film career up to that point. Also George Coe and I did a couple of scenes. We had to 'silent' talk while looking at clipboard charts. He said I was a natural. I told him I did summer stock and the Stan method. Bess Armstrong was kind and funny. It was exciting to meet the other actors. Who knew that I was meeting the future Kramer from Seinfeld??? The other thing I remember so well was the famous craft services. The food spread was off the charts. When I finally saw the film so many years later on an obscure TV Channel, I realized I wound up on the cutting room floor. It was a fun experience, one I'll never forget. Oh, to be in my 20s again!!!

I finally landed a copy of the elusive House of God on video. Actually, a taped copy from cable where it showed up last week at 2:36 a.m. and I just happened to be up.

The movie has the almost impossible task of living up to one of the great American novels. Tim Matheson is well-cast as are the two police officers Quick and Gilheeney (James Cromwell and Malachy McCourt).

Charles Haid just isn't very fat, but he does a commendable job as The Fat Man. The rest of the cast is a who's who of future TV sitcom stars: Michael Richards, Joe Piscopo, Gilbert Godfried, Bess Armstrong...

I thought the movie was ok (it was filmed in Philadelphia, which is never mentioned), but it lacked the most essential element of the book: The Rules of the House of God. The first few are mentioned, but that's it.

GOMERS, Slurpers, Turfing, Buffing, Bouncing...it's all there. I wonder how someone who didn't read the book would like it?

Anyway, it's worth a peak, but don't pay $800 or whatever that place in Georgia wanted for it. I'll make you a copy for the price of a blank casette.

I've read a lot of comments that include the fact that this film was made on-location at a hospital in Philadelphia. Maybe so, but some of the exterior shots and at least some of the principal photography was done in Boston, at a construction site that would become the hospital complex there. I should know: I was there as an extra. I was hired for a couple of days work, mainly walking around an actual construction site being used in the film. The best part of the experience is that for one day, I was Tim Matheson's stand in. I was the "right size" and they used me to set lights and camera angles for a scene inside a partly constructed building. Ironicallly, I've neber seen the movie, so I don't know if I'm "in" it.