Tuesday, April 01, 2008

Comedy Feuds

From The Evening Huronite, August 26th, 1941. Dorothy Kilgallen relates yet another tale of Joe E. Brown's nasty character-pilfering habit. This is also the first and only time I've ever heard it suggested that there was some kind of rivalry between Bobby Clark and, of all people, Bob Woolsey. If Clark and Woolsey got into a fight, who would win? My money's on Clark.

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Tuesday, May 15, 2007

Wanna Buy a Career?

Joe Penner's post-Baker's Broadcast radio career was one long downhill slide. This blurb from the October 1st, 1938 issue of Radio Guide strives to draw a distinction between the old "wanna buy a duck?" Penner and the new "situation comedy" Penner, whose second series for CBS was to premiere on the 5th. Of course, the "wanna buy a duck?" phase of Penner's career had been over since 1936 when he ditched Baker's and pilfered Jack Benny's head writer Harry Conn (overrated, as it turned out) for a new series structured around the misadventures of the "Park Avenue Penners". Apparently few noticed. Joe's monogrammed shirt is pretty cool, though.

The In Hollywood photo feature on the right comes from the March 25th, 1939 issue of Radio Guide. Penner's second series for CBS was about to fold (his third and final series would be on NBC Blue). It's kind of sad that Joe's writers had to resort to a gimmick like a masked man and a letter that can't be opened until the end of the series to "create suspense" on the show instead of, you know, creating suspense through engaging narrative. What do you bet the letter said something like "Huskies Whole Wheat Flakes can't be beat!"? And what's Eddie Cantor doing down there? Don't do it, Eddie!!!!

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Friday, December 22, 2006

War + Holiday Depression + Funny Swedes = Merry Christmas!

Here are a couple of audio-based, Christmas-oriented, comedy-infused goodies for you courtesy of other people. First, courtesy of Senses Working Overtime. the Blue Network 1944 Christmas special, a (second-string) star-studded two hour extravaganza hosted by Gracie Fields and featuring Alan Young, Paul Whiteman, William Bendix, Ed and Keenan Wynn, Charlotte Greenwood, the Andrews Sisters, Herbert Marshall, Joe E. Brown and others. To be honest, this is a somewhat dour affair. Fascinating, but dour. Live radio hookups between US servicemen around the world and their families lack the emotion you would expect (and that the show would need) because the participants sound as though they're reading from prepared scripts, probably a precautionary move on the part of the network to keep everything on schedule and prevent anything censorable from going out over the air. More depressing by far are the "comedy" stylings of Wendell Niles and Don Prindle, an announcer and a gagwriter respectively, who don't quite constitute a comedy team but give an almost lifelike impression of one.

Probably the most awkward moment of the special belongs to Ed and Keenan Wynn in part three. Poor Ed flubs his lines and even has to start over at one point, the kind of situation he could usually spin into an extra laugh, but Ed is too depressed to bother. For his part, Keenan sounds remarkably impatient with his dad ("You've got another line, Pop. You say "I miss you, son." I've gotta have the right cue."). The script doesn't help much, either, elaborating at length about how Ed's film career has fizzled, how his radio series Happy Island (which would be axed two months after this broadcast) isn't doing terribly well, and how his son is doing much, much better in showbusiness. The audience response is cool, to say the least. The 40s were not a happy time for Ed Wynn. His marriage had collapsed, his attempts to return to Broadway had come to nothing, and the ironically entitled Happy Island would prove his last starring vehicle on radio. Ed would rebound with his 1949 TV series for Camel (the first Emmy-winner) and then again in 1956 with his breakout dramatic role in Requiem For a Heavyweight, but severe depression was the order of the day in 1944.

For me, the real bright spot of the special, aside from the music, is Alan Young. His own series, which had begun on NBC in June before switching to the Blue Network in October, was marked by a somewhat ahead-of-its time style of rapid-fire nonsense humor. In the special, Alan is making time on a porch with his sweetheart Betty (probably Jean Gillespie). Her grandfather repeatedly interrupts them:

Grandfather: Hey! What time is this to be making love to my granddaughter??

Alan: Um, 8:30.

Grandfather: Oh, all right. Good night!

and later..

Alan: Betty, I'm gonna take you in my arms and kiss ya, and then...

Grandfather: Hey! I'll teach you to kiss my granddaughter!

Alan: Too late. I already know!

Grandfather: Oh, all right. Good night!

Alan: Good night!

But the best gag of all barely registers a laugh:

Betty: Alan, you've got a head on your shoulders..

Alan: EYAAGH!! GET IT OFF!!!


Thanks to Ernie (Not Bert), I've gotten my dialect comedy fix for the month with this 1951 Christmas EP from Yogi Yorgesson (aka Harry Stewart). Lo and behold, dialect comic Harry Stewart has a website devoted to him, so I won't go into detail about the guy here. Suffice to say, anyone who wrote lines for Smilin' Ed McConnell's Froggy the Gremlin ("Hi'ya, kids! Hi'ya hi'ya!!), performed the 1957 voice of Crusader Rabbit, and whose widow married Jim "Fibber McGee" Jordan is tops in my book and is fully worthy of Third Banana status. When not performing lovable Swede Yogi, Harry donned thick glasses and huge novelty buckteeth and played a wacky Japanese character named.. wait for it! HARRY KARI! What a card!

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Tuesday, March 14, 2006

Will the real Gink Shiner please stand up?


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In 1929, as a part of the great Broadway raid that first brought The Cocoanuts and Rio Rita to the talking screen, Warner Brothers purchased the film rights to Hold Everything, the musical comedy that had done for Bert Lahr what Poppy did for W.C. Fields. While Bert would have jumped at the opportunity to travel to the West Coast to reprise his role as would-be prizefighter Gink Shiner, but an ironclad contract kept him touring with the show. Instead, Warners cast local boy Joe E. Brown in the role (presumably saving quite a bit on salary). Former acrobat Brown was no newcomer to film, having been appearing in talkies as a "comedian" of no set personality and no particular distinction since 1928, and Hold Everything offered him a tremendous opportunity. Unfortunately, as Brown had yet to develop a real screen personality, he found himself with nothing but Bert Lahr's performance to fall back on. It seems likely that he was also egged on by the producers to imitate Lahr. Certainly, given the play's decidedly weak book, the only real asset Hold Everything had in the first place was Bert Lahr's showstopper performance (and the hit song "You're the Cream In my Coffee"). Movie audiences weren't going to be fooled into believing Brown was Lahr, but the studio was probably determined to deliver as close an approximation of the stage production as possible. The end result was Joe E. Brown playing Bert Lahr playing Gink Shiner. Bert Lahr, to put it lightly, was not amused. While gags and skits may have been stolen and re-stolen by every comic in vaudeville, characterization was sacrosanct. Obviously, if gag material was public property, a comic's reputation had to rely upon those mannerisms and specialties unique to his/her act. Brown, flouting the taboo, had apparently even gone so far as to purloin Lahr's vocal gimmicks (even "gnong gnong gnong"? Say it ain't so, Joe!). Adding insult to injury, critics lauded Brown's performance as Lahr as Shiner and he even walked away with a juicy contract that would make him Warner's star comic for the much of the decade. Incensed, and quite rightly seeing his potential future in film circling the drain, Bert Lahr wrote an angry letter to the editor of Variety (3/28/30);

It seems an outrage that a comedian can gain profit and recognition by deliberately lifting and copying another comedian's style of work. This is hurting my reputation, livelihood, and future in talking pictures.

Lahr struck back in 1931 with the film version of his second great Broadway hit Flying High, produced by the rather more prestigious MGM. The film's press materials all refer to Lahr as "the most imitated stage comedian" as though there were dozens of would-be Lahrs glutting the nation's theaters, all chanting "gnong gnong gnong!". Despite Flying High's decent box office, it was a dead end for Lahr as MGM did not sign him for further features. Instead, Lahr spent most of the 30s appearing in inexpensive if amusing Educational shorts (all produced within a stone's throw of Broadway) while his rival was churning out hit after hit for Warner Brothers. Like his friend Bobby Clark, Lahr had a personality that was decidedly a touch too extreme for film stardom. His standout performance in The Wizard of Oz is, after all, mitigated by the fact that he's playing a fairy tale lion. As a human being, the Bert Lahr of the mid-30s is outrageous and absolutely exhausting, the nearest thing to a living cartoon character the talkies had yet seen. By 1939, though, Lahr had begun to tone down his performances and would in time become one of Broadway's most nuanced and versatile comics, making his replacement by Red Skelton in Du Barry Was a Lady (1943) all the more frustrating (without Lahr and Merman the film is a washout, although it's a kick seeing young Zero Mostel as Rami the Swami openly aping Harry Ritz). Ultimately, Lahr must remain something of an enigma; a major American comedy star with half a film career and most of his greatest moments on the stage left unrecorded.

As for Joe E. Brown, he quit Warners in 1937 to make movies for David Loew. The cheap and comparatively shoddy pictures that resulted did nothing for Brown's career. By the end of WWII, his days as a star were effectively over.

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Monday, January 16, 2006

Geoff Collins Revisits The Producers - and Says "What If?"

Further to my earlier ramblings on the subject, I feel the movie version of The Producers is such an excellent Broadway-to-Hollywood transfer that it would have been entirely at home in that early-talkie period when Hollywood was raiding the New York stage for something - anything - to turn into a movie musical. So here's a "What If". Please feel free to contribute to this.

Of course, in the late twenties, the hoped-for flop would have to be Springtime For Hindenburg.

What if The Producers had been a Broadway show in 1928, and a movie in 1930? Who would play Max and Leo? And to get you started, here are a few combinations to consider.

RKO Radio's version; Max : Robert Woolsey. Leo: Bert Wheeler. Now there's a controversial choice - but think about it; a good combination of brashness and innocence. It wouldn't be wonderful, but it would be funny and efficient.

Hal Roach's version; Max: Oliver Hardy. Leo: Stan Laurel. Now that would be sublime, but the movie would be five hours long. Forget it. How about...

Educational's version; Max: Joe Cook. Leo: Harry Langdon. Oh, for a time machine! Here's an even better one - and God knows which studio would put this out...

Max: Bobby Clark!! Leo: Eddie Cantor!!! Of course, to accomodate Paul McCullough there would have to be three Producers : Bialystock, Bloom and Blodgett.

Paramount's version; Max: W.C. Fields. Leo: Jack Haley. And it would have to be directed by Eddie Cline to become a cherished loopy classic.

Warner Bros.' version; Max : Ned Sparks (God help us!!!) ; Leo: Joe E. Brown, borrowing Bert Lahr's mannerisms (as usual).

Another, later RKO version; Max: Leon Errol. Leo: Fred Astaire. And (it goes without saying) Ginger Rogers as Ulla - recycling her Lyda Roberti accent from Roberta. Oh, and while we're still at RKO, how about the supporting cast? My personal choices: Edward Everett Horton as Roger DeBris; and Eric Blore as Carmen Ghia. (Paramount would use Franklin Pangborn).

And finally, the MGM version ("More Stars Than There Are In Heaven") [pause for an intake of breath]; Max: Ted Healy. Leo: Buster Keaton.

(Look, I know Speak Easily is very enjoyable, readers, but I just didn't have the heart to cast Jimmy Durante as Max; I just couldn't do it.)

Supporting cast: Greta Garbo as Ulla. El Brendel as her brother. Whaaattt?

Okay, that's enough. The van's arrived. The men in white coats are here. Take me awaaayyy....

Readers: over to you. Improve on this!

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Monday, October 31, 2005

"OOER!"

An appropriately spooky 1954 Joe E. Brown comic from the pages of the UK comic weekly Film Fun. Joe hadn't starred in a film in years when this was published. (click on the thumbnails)



.. and for those curious (and brave) among you...
Tripe and Onions



600ml (1 pint) Milk

450g (1lb) Dressed Tripe, washed
25g (1oz) Butter
3 Medium Onions, sliced
3 tbsp Plain Flour
1 Bay Leaf
Pinch Grated Nutmeg
Fresh Parsley

Place the tripe in a saucepan and cover with cold water.
Bring to the boil.
Remove from the heat, drain.
Rinse under cold running water.
Cut into 2.5cm (1 inch) pieces.
Place the tripe, milk, onions, bay leaf and nutmeg into a saucepan.
Bring to the boil, cover and simmer for 2 hours or until tender.
Remove from the heat, strain and reserve the liquid.
Keep the tripe and onions warm.
Melt the butter in the saucepan, stir in the flour and cook gently for 2 minute, stirring constantly.
Make the liquid up to 600ml (1 pint) with milk or cream, gradually add to the saucepan, stirring constantly.
Bring to the boil and simmer until the sauce thickens.
Garnish with parsley.
Serve with potatoes and seasonal vegetables.

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