‘Ziegfeld Girl’ 1941

Hedy Lamarr, Judy Garland, and Lana Turner are a magnificent MGM trio in "Ziegfeld Girl."

 

Lana Turner proved to be a most worthy MGM star in "Ziegfeld Girl.”

From bit parts to “B” pictures, Lana Turner made her Hollywood climb to the top in just four years. Turner’s breakout year was 1941, in four films, starting with Ziegfeld Girl. Then Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde was unleashed. Next came Lana’s first teaming with Clark Gable, Honky Tonk, one of her hugest hits. And last, another popular pairing, with Robert Taylor, in Johnny Eager. From then on, Lana Turner was a Movie Star. There were dramatic ups and downs, as with most MGM divas. Still, Lana remained a top leading lady through Madame X in 1966. A 25 year run is remarkable in Hollywood, especially for a woman.

Lana & Jimmy share a laugh on the set.

Ironically, Turner is fourth-billed, though her part is the biggest and juiciest. Jimmy Stewart got top billing as her boyfriend, as he just came off The Philadelphia Story. Co-stars Judy Garland and Hedy Lamarr both play noticeably smaller roles than Turner.

When Lana Turner was first signed by MGM, the plan was to make her “the next Harlow.” Jean had died suddenly at age 26, and Turner signed at Metro the next year in 1938, and stayed until 1956. In reality, Lana was groomed to be the next Joan Crawford, who would soon leave Metro after Turner became a star. MGM loved their “great ladies,” like Norma Shearer, Greer Garson, and Deborah Kerr. But Metro had their sexy stars that often played girls from the wrong side of the tracks, whose movies the public flocked to: Jean Harlow, Joan Crawford, and Lana Turner. Later, Elizabeth Taylor was a hybrid of both!

MGM's "3 Girls" movie!

Ziegfeld Girl is really the idealized world of MGM, rather than a tribute to Flo Ziegfeld’s reign on Broadway. Edward Everett Horton is the never seen Flo’s leg man, so to speak. They find perfect “All-American girls” everywhere. Here, Horton meets elevator operator Sheila Regan (Lana Turner) and gives her his card. Hedy Lamarr happens to be at a Ziegfeld audition for violinist husband. One look at lovely Lamarr and she’s hired. Judy Garland’s vaudeville singer Susan Gallagher actually has to get by on her talent! One trip to Flo’s office and he’s got tickets to her show. Show biz fame and fortune are just that easy in MGM’s world.

On opening night, director John Slayton (Paul Kelly) gives the new girls advice that sounds more like a disclaimer:

 “Listen, kids! I've got something important to say to you. Now, except for a couple of hardened veterans, you're all new to the big time. In a few minutes, you're going on in your first number. Do you know what that means? It means you're Ziegfeld girls. It means you're going to have all the opportunities of a lifetime crowded into a couple of hours. And all the temptations. Some of you are gonna wind up with your names in electric lights. Some of you are gonna wind up with a husband and kids. And some of you are gonna wind up—well, not so good. Now, I know what I'm talking about because I've seen all three happen. But, whatever it is, don't blame the Follies; because, it would've happened even if you were still where Mr. Ziegfeld found you. It just might have taken a little longer. So remember this, kids, and it comes straight from Mr. Ziegfeld: "The Follies is life in one stiff jolt, life running instead of walking, life speeded up to a mile a minute. But if you've got the right stuff, the pace won't bother you. And if you haven't, you'll come a cropper. It's strictly up to you."

Did Lana Turner think she was the property of MGM? My guess is NO!

The set up is a film favorite, “the three girls” story, straight from the “silents” through TV’s Charlie’s Angels and beyond. Each “girl” is usually an archetype: the smart one, the gorgeous one, and the tragic/bad one. Like most of this genre, the men are incidental at best, boring at worst.

Ziegfeld Girl’s story was considered clichéd even in ’41, but that didn’t stop Jacqueline Susann from borrowing from movies like this for her ’66 opus Valley of the Dolls—with yes, three dolls. Hedy Lamarr’s Sandra Kolter is an inspiration for VOTD’s Jennifer North, the beauty who prefers a happy home life. Lana Turner’s Sheila is a much nicer Neely O’Hara, the star who can’t handle fame. Ironically, Judy Garland is the sensible Anne Welles type, who just happens to be a great talent. It’s an eyebrow raiser, near the finale, when Lana’s showgirl drunkenly falls onstage, and Judy’s Susan wonders, “How could a girl do that to her career?”

Book learnin' was given lip service at MGM!

What’s amusing about the director’s lecture is that many of MGM’s great stars gave studio head Louis B. Mayer even greater headaches. Three of the biggest offenders star in this film! Between Turner, Lamarr, and Garland, the women totaled 19 marriages! In the “MGM family,” aside from multiple marriages, the stars’ scandals, mobsters ties, nude films, booze, pills, brushes with the law, suicide attempts, and closeted sexuality, all kept MGM enforcer Eddie Mannix busy for decades.

I’ve mostly seen Lana Turner’s later films, where Lana was often lacquered and posturing. But after watching Turner’s key MGM films, especially Ziegfeld Girl, one can easily see her appeal and Lana’s long hold on audiences. Turner is softly pretty, almost cherubic here. And Lana is certainly glam as she becomes a big showgirl for Flo Ziegfeld, despite being quite petite. Lana hadn’t gone platinum yet, hence her character gets called “Red,” or “Flatbush,” to remind us of Sheila’s humble origins. Every time I heard either name, I kept looking for Susan Hayward. In these rags to riches sagas, the story and the stars are more engaging on the way up, as opposed to the stardom, followed by—naturally—heartbreak!

Lana Turner as Sheila Regan, who rises from elevator operator to Ziegfeld showgirl!

Turner, considering her short time in films, plays most believably, and her Sheila has all the big dramatic scenes. Lana acts very well, even considering the acting style of the era, especially at Metro. Turner’s Sheila goes from sassy, energetic, good girl who loves her family to the big star who doesn’t want to travel back to the wrong side of the tracks. Sheila has her devoted but wise maid spritz the air with perfume above our sleeping beauty each morning. When the big star starts to “day” drink, Sheila brushes off Susan’s warnings (coming from Judy Garland!). She then slips into a bubble bath, in full hair and makeup, sporting an encrusted jewel bow in her hair. One scene that falls a bit flat, after Stewart’s Gil leaves in a huff, Lana’s unhappy star quizzes her maid about the number of her various valuables. When the maid asks what for, Lana shrieks dramatically, “I’m counting my blessings!”

Lana's lush of a star is about to take a bubble bath, looking like this!

Once Sheila hits the skids, Turner is surprisingly good as the slumming star. When she’s scrounging in dive bars for a drink, she reminded me of Lana’s latter day unlucky lady, Madame X. Of course, Lana’s final film walk down the stairs made film history for famous exits.

Lana's showgirl on the skids a rehearsal for "Madame X."

Lana Turner’s early movies make sense of her enduring stardom. Turner didn’t have the animal magnetism of Rita or Ava, the great humor of Lombard or Sheridan, the perfect beauty of Hedy or Liz, or the class of Gene Tierney or Grace Kelly. Lana Turner was more like a prettier, sexier Betty Grable. Lana was the All-American girl, but more sensual, feminine, and with an edge. As Turner’s early stardom evolved, she became a bit slimmer, a lot more blonde, and stylized into the Lana Turner sex bomb of The Postman Always Rings Twice, and beyond. Watching Turner in her younger years is to watch Lana at her most likeable.

Hedy Lamarr as a reluctant showgirl, here with Tony Martin, as a dull love interest.

Hedy Lamarr, who enjoys the revisionist reputation as “Hedy the inventor,” has one of her most naturalistic roles here. And while Lamarr’s part isn’t the longest, it’s refreshing to see her presented as a human being. I have mostly seen Lamarr in her exotic roles, as the stone-faced beauty bathed in lavish costumes and shadows, or as the fiery femme fatale. And I never found her particularly compelling in either persona. Lamarr didn’t have that innate talent, charisma, or fire to pull such roles off. That’s why her film career instantly evaporated after she left MGM. On a much smaller scale, Hedy is much more accessible as Ziegfeld Girl’s Sandra, the reluctant showgirl. She’s working for the money, honey, all to help her violinist husband. A bit like Dolls’ Jennifer, Lamarr’s Sandra conveys bemusement over her beauty and sincerity to her leading man and the other characters. Lamarr doesn’t have a riveting role here. But Hedy is believable and she holds her own just fine with Rose Hobart, as a crooner’s wife, in their confrontation. And aside from the showgirl scenes, Hedy is understated in her hair and makeup. Of course, Lamarr is a wow to look at in her “You Stepped Out of a Dream” number.

Hedy's Sandra the showgirl, in the aptly titled number, "You Stepped Out of a Dream."

As Susan Gallagher, Judy Garland handles humor and drama with surprising aplomb, considering she’s only 18. PS—Lana Turner was just 19 during filming! Judy’s young voice is heavenly here. Her version of “I’m Always Chasing Rainbows” is pure and deeply felt. After dropping the vaudeville take that Susan’s father rehearsed with her, Garland sings a simple, superb version. And it’s a cliché moment when everyone stops to listen to her, and when she’s finished, a star is born! You know what? Judy’s vocals are such a knockout here, that you’d stop in your tracks, too. I love the interplay between Judy and Lana in this scene, when Sheila asks the director to give Susan another chance, and then watches. You sense the camaraderie between the two young stars, and it’s sweet. The “Minnie from Trinidad” number is fun, but given the lightweight number, the elephantine production feels overbearing. And once again, MGM busts out the “tropical makeup” on their star!

Judy Garland in "Minnie From Trinidad." MGM gives a star the "tropical" makeup once again!

Despite top billing, James Stewart is stuck in a supporting part that any MGM second stringer could have played, like James Craig or Robert Sterling. If he’d come to Metro a bit sooner, John Hodiak would have been perfect. If they had, Metro could have treated the part accordingly, and a cut some minutes off this overlong musical. Coming off a string of hits since his big break through in ’39, this must have been a come down for Stewart. And Ziegfeld Girl would be Jimmy’s last movie at Metro, before he went off to war. As truck driver turned bootlegger Gil Young, Stewart is Sheila’s nagging conscience. While he is sore that she is kicking up her heels onstage and off, Gil’s solution is to become a bootlegger, which undercuts his moral high ground. Hey, this was a different, more overtly sexist era! While Stewart does what he can with the role, and it’s far more built up than the other male characters, John Garfield could have played this in his sleep.

The other men in the Ziegfeld girls’ lives include Philip Dorn and Tony Martin, vying over Lamarr. They are the violinist and married crooner, respectively, and the two performers don’t bring much to the paper thin parts. Jackie Cooper is in his male ingénue phase and he does well enough, as Lana’s brother who’s sweet on Judy’s singer. Ian Hunter is sincere as the sugar daddy who wants to marry Lana’s showgirl. Dan Dailey has a very early role as the boxer who hits on Turner’s Sheila, who brushes him off. He’s quite believably repellant, especially when he rubs Sheila’s nose in her downfall.

Star watching is a big reason to watch Ziegfeld Girl, here’s a few: Edward Everett Horton is always great fun as the wily talent scout; Charles Winninger gets a number of moments to shine as Judy’s vaudeville vet dad; Eve Arden is the wisecracking, veteran showgirl; and Felix Bressart as the violinist’s mentor.

MGM girls designed by Adrian. Glam or gaga? 

Busby Berkeley’s choreography and Adrian’s costumes are both eye-popping, though in an over the top way. Berkeley’s contributions, while stunning, drag on to stupefaction. Speaking of drag, Adrian’s costumes are lavish, but so outlandish that they reminded me of a cross between Pee Wee’s Playhouse and Bob Mackie’s most extreme Cher wear. The tropical costumes especially are so literal, with the showgirls wearing sculpted flowers, fish, and sea shells, etc., that they look like Halloween costumes.

One look at Adrian's showgirl getups and you can see he was one of Bob Mackie's inspirations!

Robert Z. Leonard, one of Metro’s top studio directors, handles his cast well, and they perform their roles and bits of business winningly. The storytelling, however, drags as much as the musical numbers. Marguerite Roberts and Sonya Levien wrote the screenplay, which is very wisecracking, to the point of playing like an old movie parody.

Lana Turner makes a dramatic exit in "Ziegfeld Girl," one of her famous film moments!

Ultimately, Ziegfeld Girl is all about the MGM girls. Especially one—Miss Lana Turner. Was Lana a good actress? Turner’s reputation seems to be shifting toward the revisionist territory of being heralded as an unsung great actress, much like Joan Crawford. Like Joan, no one ever doubted that Lana was a great star. That in itself is an achievement, especially as such an enduring star. The few times that Lana was called upon to do some real acting, I think Lana acquitted herself quite well. As for most of her films, Lana played the movie star persona perfectly.

Check out my take on one of Lana’s latter day hit, Imitation of Life: https://ricksrealreel.blogspot.com/2017/12/imitation-of-life-1959.html

Here’s a tribute I wrote about Judy on the 50^th anniversary of her passing:

https://ricksrealreel.blogspot.com/2019/06/what-if-judy-garland-hadnt-gone-over.html

And here’s my look at Hedy Lamarr’s last film, The Female Animal:

https://ricksrealreel.blogspot.com/2019/06/hedys-last-hurrah-as-female-animal-1958.html

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The billing doesn't jive with size of the stars' roles--that's show biz

 

 

 

 

 

 

Hedy’s Last Hurrah: ‘The Female Animal’ 1958

Hedy Lamarr went out with a bang as the aging movie star obsessed with her young male starlet stud.

The Female Animal is a 1958 tawdry Tinseltown tale, dreamed up by producer Albert Zugsmith and screenwriter Robert Hill, who seems to have researched his story from the ‘50s scandal rag, Confidential.

No surprise that this was the same Universal team that brought film fans Female on the Beach, starring Joan Crawford as a catty cougar with a beach pad, who falls for a suspect young stud. In The Female Animal, Hedy Lamarr is Vanessa Windsor, a cinema cougar with her eye on a male starlet, (George Nader), and sets him up at her beach pad! Unfortunately, Lamarr’s adopted daughter, Penny (Jane Powell), also wants to sink her claws into Mommie’s latest boy toy. Why Universal just didn’t ask Joan and Christina Crawford to play these roles is beyond me. Why, Penny’s even gotten into trouble at school! And Joan knew a thing or two about ‘50s male starlets.

Hedy is Vanessa Windsor, aging showbiz star living in the past, with Jane Powell as her bratty adopted daughter. Penny for your thoughts?

The acidic accusations between the movie star mama and antagonistic offspring certainly would have had more resonance if La Crawford had played the role. Vanessa berates her daughter for acting like a tramp, “rolling in the gutter,” while daughter Penny retorts that she should know, mockingly calling her the perfect mother. When Penny accuses Vanessa of adopting her just to fill out her personal cast, later sending her off to boarding school when she grew older—this seems like Joan Crawford territory! When the star tells her daughter of the sacrifices that she’s made to give her the chances Vanessa’s never had, Penny replies, “What makes you think being your daughter is the easy way?”

'Hedy who?'
asks the Female on the Beach!

Instead, we get Hedy Lamarr, lovely but lost, as she tries to rattle off her movie star repartee, sounding zonked instead of zingy. I kept wondering during the coy Lamarr and earnest Nader’s stilted delivery of their “sexy” banter what Joan Crawford and her favorite Universal stud, Tony Curtis, would have made of this—maybe Janet Leigh could have played Penny!

Luckily, there’s Jan Sterling as the hard-boiled, former child star. Did Sterling ever play anything but hard-boiled?! Sterling already tangled with Crawford on Female on the Beach, but with this Female, Jan comes up the winner. Sterling sports a platinum wig that resembles the stiff do that Barbara Stanwyck wore in Double Indemnity. Dripping furs, jewels, makeup, and sarcasm, Sterling steals the spotlight as the real female animal! As Lily Frayne, Sterling beats out her bitchy observations on showbiz stardom and studs like a bongo drum player, making Lamarr and Powell look even more inept. Frenemy Lily advises Vanessa: "Never let them have a career. That's the one thing I've really learned about men in Hollywood. Success goes to their little heads. Keep 'em sharecropping, dear, it's the only way. Tote that barge, lift that bale." And Lily even makes her own bid for Nader’s housesitter skills: "If he's not taking care of your cottage as you like, send him over to me. I have a little property too."

Jane Sterling plays a former child star who is apparently wearing Barbara Stanwyck's 'Double Indemnity' wig!

More odd-ball casting is George Nader as the struggling cinema stud. Nader wasn’t the typical Universal pretty boy and he wasn’t exactly a kid, either, at 37. The drama, such as it is, is defused by a too-young Lamarr, and a too-old Powell and Nader, in their respective roles.

George Nader IS Chris Farley!

Nader’s straightforward but dull delivery doesn’t help convince as the sizzling man meat that the ladies fight over. His muscular body is on display constantly, in tight clothes and skimpy bathing suits. All this is undercut by his sincere but starchy acting.

The most memorable thing about muscle man George Nader is that his character is named Chris Farley. After you chuckle the first time, Nader is constantly introduced to the other characters. You could play a drinking game and die drunkenly laughing at the same time: 

Studio flunky: “This is Chris Farley, Miss Windsor.”

Vanessa Windsor: “What did you say your name is?”  “Chris… Chris Farley.”

Mabel Albertson as Nader’s landlady takes a call: “Who? Farley. Yes? Oh, Chris Farley!”

And on it goes, until Chris Farley is introduced to every character in the movie, and you’re envisioning SNL’s Farley in his classic Chippendale’s sketch with Patrick Swayze… who, by the way, would have made a fine Chris Farley, Nader-style, in The Female Animal!

I kept envisioning this every time some introduced George Nader as Chris Farley! 

What’s head scratching about The Female Animal is why either of the Windsor females would fight over boring hardbody Nader. Yet, they both fall madly in love with him on first sight. Lamarr’s character first sees Nader as a boy toy, but her delivery is equally as flat as Nader’s. The insinuating dialogue for Hedy’s diva is so wanly recited that there’s no conviction, either for her lust or love for Nader’s Chris. As for Jane Powell’s Penny, she plays the part of the party girl so amateurishly that your attention is directed at her awful acting and not her character’s predicament. It doesn’t help that Powell is nearly 30 as the drunken adopted daughter, who Nader asks if she’s even 21 yet!

One of the dramatic tussles between Nader and Powell!

Powell is equally inept in her inebriated scenes and coping with the catty, campy dialogue. Her tussles with Nader are laughable, especially given that he towers over petite Powell. What’s really ridiculous is when Chris, not knowing who Penny is, brings her back to Vanessa’s beach house that he’s “caretaking,” and the daughter doesn’t even recognize it!

However, Lamarr and Powell look great, photographed by female-friendly cinematographer Russell Metty, a Ross Hunter favorite. Lamarr was 43when Female was filmed, still slim and quite beautiful, despite the stylized make up meant to recall her glory days. Drawing outside the lines, so to speak, Hedy’s make up looks much like her look-alike Vivien Leigh’s later visual style. Still, in Hedy’s film finale, Lamarr went out looking lovely. Powell, nearly 30, sports her curves in sexy clothes and a polka dot swimsuit, and by now, officially platinum blonde, which brought out her beautiful blue eyes as she got older.

Hedy Lamarr and Jan Sterling compare their 'color outside the lines' makeup!

Look-alikes Hedy Lamarr and Vivien Leigh started sporting make up that became more stylized as they got older.

Despite the cartoon plotting of The Female Animal, there are some stylish elements here and there. The opening credits take you right into the movie, introducing the main characters on a film set. It’s not until you settle into the first real scene that the opening was really a flash forward, a bit of circular storytelling predating Pulp Fiction.

'The Female Animal' and its movie within a movie...both of which are pretty bad!

And when you come back to the movie within a movie opening, the motivation for Windsor’s drunken distress becomes clear. The ending is nobly soapy, with Lamarr’s Vanessa giving up Chris to her daughter, getting all teary-eyed into her hospital pillow.

Hedy Lamarr as Vanessa Windsor, surveying her latest boy toy, Chris Farley!

There are a few lines that seem aimed directly at the real life Lamarr. When Chris asks Vanessa when was the last time she was married, multi-married Lamarr looks at him wide-eyed and momentarily speechless. At the end, the outspoken nurse comments that Lamarr’s star was always better than the parts she was given. Fair enough. But the nurse goes on to say that the one thing Hedy’s actress had going for her was “believability.” Talk about pushing credibility.

Nader's Chris Farley is injured rescuing Lamarr's movie star. Check the outline of his scar!

Just as unbelievable is the huge gash on Chris’ arm, from when he rescues Vanessa from a falling piece of lighting equipment on the set, prompting their fateful meeting. When he shows the wound, the latex outline around the cut is clearly obvious. Also amusing is the big movie premiere, which Vanessa corrals Chris into going as her escort. The theater façade is festooned with bouquets of balloons, making it look like a children’s birthday party. Let’s just say the budget looked a bit tight.

30-ish Jane Powell as Penny, the drunken, trampy, college kid who is also nuts for Nader' Chris Farley!

As clichéd and corny as The Female Animal plays, this movie about movies is still fun to watch, with its asides on a changing Hollywood and its off-camera behavior. Somebody should get the bright idea to run The Female Animal and Female on the Beach as a double feature!

Mirror, mirror on the wall, who's the greatest star of all? Hedy Lamarr still looked lovely in her film farewell.