"The Misfits" and Me - by Christian Esquevin

<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkiIwo8gIUjDDFDjX7SfDjk0XgeN20nQZVO_DJRcpnnoBZ0Wbp5lT9IcNepoyXiuwQkVARIHSyEGT5r9_g6sOTm-7fUt9ECXluaOQ8gVyYca3GU6H7lRaCZ49_Ron822aYrZwgOVbue50j/s1600/Misfits+Title+card.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="256" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkiIwo8gIUjDDFDjX7SfDjk0XgeN20nQZVO_DJRcpnnoBZ0Wbp5lT9IcNepoyXiuwQkVARIHSyEGT5r9_g6sOTm-7fUt9ECXluaOQ8gVyYca3GU6H7lRaCZ49_Ron822aYrZwgOVbue50j/s320/Misfits+Title+card.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span id="goog_2054845030"></span><span id="goog_2054845031"></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Where does the first step begin on a journey to fate? For me it was sometime in August of 1960, just a kid on a camping trip with his parents and their friends. Lake Tahoe was the destination, with side trips to Squaw Valley, Reno, Carson City, and Virginia City, Nevada. Little did I know, nor anyone else in our little party, that we would run into the production of <i>The Misfits</i>, starring Marilyn Monroe, Clark Gable, and Montgomery Clift, as directed by John Huston. It was clear from the entourage around Gable and Marilyn that this was a very big deal. And my father reinforced this message with his excited exclamation, “there’s Marilyn Monroe and Clark Gable!” although he probably uttered this in French, my parents’ and their friends’ native language. </span></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><br /><a name='more'></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">My recollections of this event are from the mists of time, and likely distorted by accretions of images and later reflections on the significance of the occasion, and the powerful warping auras of the stars themselves. As a kid turning twelve I was already highly aware of the significance of stardom. We did after all live very close to Hollywood, and in those days before paparazzi, seeing stars was not uncommon. But seeing Marilyn and Clark Gable at work was like entering the stratosphere. My best recollection of the scene was that it was taking place in a casino in Reno, likely Harrah’s Club. Production personnel were orbiting around the magic couple.  An aura emanated from Marilyn. In spite of the effects on her of nerves or drugs, which I wouldn’t have known anything about, she was glowing from the lights and the sheen of her platinum blonde hair. I don’t believe a scene was being filmed at the moment, since she seemed to be smiling and basking in the rapt attention of the small audience that was there, of which we were a part. Clark Gable was smiling too, though in a sort of cool, smirky way, aging, but still the king of the jungle. I couldn’t see their figures very well, and I was old enough to know that Marilyn’s figure was very special. But with the big stars, then and now, “we had faces” was all-important, and with these two in particular, their very unique faces reverberated in the room.  I had a particular affinity to Clark Gable. I grew up with prominent ears, the cause of a childhood complex, and my father would always tell me that this physical feature was what made Clark Gable famous. I believed him, and as a chubby kid with a funny name, I believed in the possibility that there was hope for me yet. Seeing Clark Gable in person might just provide that twist of fate that would correct my negative self-image. “See what I mean,” my father said to reinforce his message. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">That perception of Clark Gable, directly seen and experienced, provided me the kind of connection that seems magically possible to children; a more direct connection than just seeing him on the screen, as I had done, during a re-release of <i>Gone with the Wind</i>.  </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiItYQGtuLczgMlZ7q53mi1i-LIJMdZpt1U_nNeVUgL0sFM4ALiQyXc-AgXr8OKQnMW4zkJtNbHmwBjEt_76H4VgK5OKBGE5WLuIYLPxDHw5GoVxY-jPUHxr4pdV3igEMJ9qa3oGCFArTZy/s1600/Misfits++Gable+Monroe+Clift+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiItYQGtuLczgMlZ7q53mi1i-LIJMdZpt1U_nNeVUgL0sFM4ALiQyXc-AgXr8OKQnMW4zkJtNbHmwBjEt_76H4VgK5OKBGE5WLuIYLPxDHw5GoVxY-jPUHxr4pdV3igEMJ9qa3oGCFArTZy/s400/Misfits++Gable+Monroe+Clift+2.jpg" width="295" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Clark Gable, Marilyn Monroe, Montgomery Clift</td></tr></tbody></table></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Marilyn seemed even more magical. Here in real life and in plain sight she still seemed ethereal. Perhaps it was that very quality that made people, especially men, want to possess her, and somehow to hold onto a cloud. She was the embodiment of contradiction, an ethereal, almost angelic image that was hotly desired for her earthly body, and that most famous of movie stars, capable of moving mountains, yet unable to control her own life or emotions. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Finally we moved away from all the action, onward to seeing other sights, me looking backward at the marvel just beheld. Alas, the whole scene was destined to be an ethereal vision. Clark Gable, “the King” died of a heart attack three months later in November 1960. <i>The Misfits </i>premiered in February 1961, to mixed reviews.  Then my father died on June 5, 1962 and Marilyn Monroe died two months after that on August 5, 1962, now fifty years ago.  How could these giants just disappear? My own fate had indeed led me to <i>The Misfits</i>, a rendezvous with the realization that I too might become one.  Marilyn’s star now shines ever more brightly, a testament to film and the power of image. We continue to try to hold onto a cloud.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i>The Misfits</i><b><i> </i></b>was not a hit in 1961. No one then knew, of course, that it would be the last film that both Clark Gable and Marilyn Monroe would ever star in, nor that Montgomery Clift would also die five years later. The audience wasn’t ready for this modern, existential film in 1961. Its reputation, because of all its baggage, doomed it to the “missed opportunity,” or “underrated film” category. Today it is being rediscovered. <i>The Misfits </i>is not a fun film to watch, its barren landscape parallels its wounded characters. But it is a true reflection of the human condition, and for film buffs, a unique view into the life of several movie legends. For me, it was a rendezvous with destiny – an opportunity to see those legendary stars before they faded, and the passion to now write about them and the world they lived in, a world I briefly transited.</span><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlrbS6lbklQqeH6FactUhHt8figZNXA07rIkyqTFNuWdaPJuaRdQjNSZVNqGCvizjUqrkuZwW3yBWo6mQfvYmGwYkC2AnlYNIDaLgAnuiIPrHc1GMPkbh1X27rR2EnyMJj6SwdLziJWg_a/s1600/Misfits+Marilyn+and+Gable.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlrbS6lbklQqeH6FactUhHt8figZNXA07rIkyqTFNuWdaPJuaRdQjNSZVNqGCvizjUqrkuZwW3yBWo6mQfvYmGwYkC2AnlYNIDaLgAnuiIPrHc1GMPkbh1X27rR2EnyMJj6SwdLziJWg_a/s320/Misfits+Marilyn+and+Gable.jpg" width="256" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: small;"><i><b>Christian Esquevin</b> is the author of <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Adrian-Silver-Screen-Custom-Label/dp/1580931936/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1325219252&sr=8-1" style="color: #990000;">Adrian: Silver Screen to Custom Label</a>, published by the Monacelli Press in 2008. The book is about the life and career of MGM’s famed Golden Age costume designer Gilbert Adrian and his subsequent fashion business. Christian also produces his <a href="http://www.silverscreenmodiste.com/" style="color: #990000;">Silver Screen Modiste</a> blog covering classic film fashion. This is Christian's third guest contribution to this blog, and for each piece I am eternally grateful...</i></span><br /><i><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;">TLE</span></span></i></div>

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Where does the first step begin on a journey to fate? For me it was sometime in August of 1960, just a kid on a camping trip with his parents and their friends. Lake Tahoe was the destination, with side trips to Squaw Valley, Reno, Carson City, and V…

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Myth Making: The Misfits (1961)

<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl-d5nhyphenhyphenntnkn57-YVQM7WUF3rpTllhiCwRvWDwbQ697crUKN4o_KB1giPa8-zhdtvQHcSkqOBl4PGl4wdTJD64QLGZNIDNUrcuV4rSWgZHgEKDHQ7nwv8j7Nq2phWPnTI4GjbU5xz-Sm0/s1600/Shoshone+by+Kat+Livengood.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="313" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl-d5nhyphenhyphenntnkn57-YVQM7WUF3rpTllhiCwRvWDwbQ697crUKN4o_KB1giPa8-zhdtvQHcSkqOBl4PGl4wdTJD64QLGZNIDNUrcuV4rSWgZHgEKDHQ7nwv8j7Nq2phWPnTI4GjbU5xz-Sm0/s400/Shoshone+by+Kat+Livengood.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Pulitzer Prize winning playwright Arthur Miller traveled to Reno, Nevada, in the spring of 1956 to divorce his first wife. Fulfilling the state's six week residency requirement until the marriage was legally dissolved, Miller stayed at a cabin on Pyramid Lake, about 100 miles from "the biggest little city in the world." During his time in this "forbidding but beautiful place," he got to know a few modern-day cowboy types who made their living capturing wild mustangs and selling them to be butchered for dog food. Miller was invited to join them on one of these hunts. From his experiences in a "whole state full of misfits," Arthur Miller later fashioned a short story that was published the following year in Esquire magazine.</span><br /><br /><a name='more'></a><br /><table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqh_LfvJr4n4iDXWPMPUZZMa1u3zfvVM3ORl3vw073PhGhFICxB_0zubKgnoIvKl37ctyMiqX7LGfnvrCoyvwzMRB2svspHanGXzuebwNMqTz0EJVuZaJ6rXtgizcALTFSKipSUC7fK6wt/s1600/Miller+and+Marilyn.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqh_LfvJr4n4iDXWPMPUZZMa1u3zfvVM3ORl3vw073PhGhFICxB_0zubKgnoIvKl37ctyMiqX7LGfnvrCoyvwzMRB2svspHanGXzuebwNMqTz0EJVuZaJ6rXtgizcALTFSKipSUC7fK6wt/s320/Miller+and+Marilyn.jpg" width="278" /></a></td></tr><tr style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Arthur Miller and Marilyn Monroe</td></tr></tbody></table><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">But before he wrote the story and just after he returned from Reno, Miller wed Marilyn Monroe, then at the height of her enormous fame. It was a time when the actress was desperate to make films of substance, and once she and Miller moved to New York she began studying at the Actors' Studio and making plans to set up her own production company. After Miller's story appeared in Esquire, a friend suggested he develop it into a screenplay. Inspired by the idea of writing a part for his wife that would allow her to demonstrate her overlooked acting ability, Miller scripted the moody tale of a disaffected divorcee who encounters three disparate cowboys and ends up accompanying them when they go "mustanging" in the high desert of Nevada.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Anticipation began to build the moment word started to spread that the great playwright had written <i>The Misfits</i> for his glamorous movie star wife. Before it was released, the film had become the stuff of legend.</span><br /><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHhlzAbTLIyvLCrUeKtHeerZpGmyXBxqChBoH56SqVAVgIC1oCrBkavhsJe7F-kCf7N593hmh8LB52ADb-nubx8nIHgXOUSEJ9RNp0SQKvuvDrvdAtlx2k2il5-mqkIvf8JkskeaVTp74n/s1600/cast+photo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="387" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHhlzAbTLIyvLCrUeKtHeerZpGmyXBxqChBoH56SqVAVgIC1oCrBkavhsJe7F-kCf7N593hmh8LB52ADb-nubx8nIHgXOUSEJ9RNp0SQKvuvDrvdAtlx2k2il5-mqkIvf8JkskeaVTp74n/s400/cast+photo.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">An iconic photo...Front row: Montgomery Clift, Marilyn Monroe, Clark Gable. Second row:  Eli Wallach, John Huston. In back: producer Frank Taylor, Arthur Miller (on ladder).</td></tr></tbody></table><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">John Huston was living in Ireland in 1959 when Frank Taylor, Miller's one-time publisher and the man chosen by the writer to produce the film, sent him the script. Huston pronounced it excellent and agreed to direct. Huston had been Marilyn Monroe's director of choice for <i>The Misfits</i>. She remembered that he had cast her as Angela in his film, <i>The Asphalt Jungle</i> (1950), one of her early breakthrough roles, was ever grateful to him for it and trusted him to guide her through the challenging dramatic role Miller had written for her.</span><br /><br /><table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBCp0VzEVbxTl95aFsJVMCcyMzPHKD2bTmWvvDKA6hu7L9kBhHaqVaZc2tryIHV3tnAYIK9Ofgqc2IBu8v8vqNOccQMAvMn8rEo9lD39RigFZyi5ctqmb0HbYFvmCIHhn6Nf039S6wBjn0/s1600/Clark+Gable+1961+on+set.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBCp0VzEVbxTl95aFsJVMCcyMzPHKD2bTmWvvDKA6hu7L9kBhHaqVaZc2tryIHV3tnAYIK9Ofgqc2IBu8v8vqNOccQMAvMn8rEo9lD39RigFZyi5ctqmb0HbYFvmCIHhn6Nf039S6wBjn0/s320/Clark+Gable+1961+on+set.jpg" width="232" /></a></td></tr><tr style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Clark Gable on the set of <i>The Misfits</i></td></tr></tbody></table><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Clark Gable, who by this time had been appearing in films for more than 35 years and had been a movie star - "the King" - for most of them, had to be cajoled to accept the male lead. Though he found the script intriguing, he didn't know what to make of the story. Miller persuaded him, calling it an "eastern western," about people trying, but afraid, to connect. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Huston remembered working with Gable on <i>The Misfits</i>: "He thought of himself as an actor, not a screen personality. He liked reminiscing about his early days in the theater - old-time actors' talk. I saw very soon that Clark knew exactly what he was doing. Two or three times I thought I saw ways to improve his performance. I was mistaken." Gable's portrayal of Gay Langland, an aging wrangler displaced in the modern world, is complex and moving. Co-stars Eli Wallach, Montgomery Clift, and lately Marilyn Monroe, were committed "method" actors, but Wallach later recalled Gable and the other Hollywood veteran on the set, Thelma Ritter, as true acting "pros."</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Clark Gable was impressed, too<i></i>. Watching Montgomery Clift, as rodeo cowboy Perce, deliver his first major scene (below) in one take, Gable remarked, "My God, he's really good, isn't he?"</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/9M53pOYYlX0" width="560"></iframe> <div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">The Misfits</span></i><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> has been called Arthur Miller's valentine - in Eli Wallach's words, a "love piece" - to Marilyn Monroe, and members of the crew observed that Miller seemed besotted with her as filming got underway. But when the grueling shoot came to an end three months later, not only would the Miller/Monroe marriage be over but Marilyn Monroe would never complete another film.</span><br /><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIkAR6l83iP-QBL8NtHQaFMdd5hkQTcGONY-bM4MC9yw71qDJhWZlnSoiNp0tLFa7GFPmXGH-nNb-9sNS8bfWD1XmSD7qYdgUyvd1tUXTU0Hn3334ilqN2dKjFGqJfuzva8VT87wnWHoAk/s1600/marilyn+on+the+set+color.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIkAR6l83iP-QBL8NtHQaFMdd5hkQTcGONY-bM4MC9yw71qDJhWZlnSoiNp0tLFa7GFPmXGH-nNb-9sNS8bfWD1XmSD7qYdgUyvd1tUXTU0Hn3334ilqN2dKjFGqJfuzva8VT87wnWHoAk/s320/marilyn+on+the+set+color.jpg" width="264" /></a></td></tr><tr style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Marilyn Monroe on the set</td></tr></tbody></table><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Colin Clark, author <i>My Week with Marilyn </i>and <i>The Prince, the Showgirl and Me</i>, wrote that when he met Billy Wilder he mentioned to him that he, too, had worked with Marilyn Monroe. Wilder replied, "Ah, then you know the meaning of pure pain!"</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">By the time <i>The Misfits</i> was being made in 1960, Marilyn's erratic on-the-set behavior was well known. Cast and crew would wait...and wait...and wait. Sometimes she would appear, sometimes she wouldn't. She had great trouble remembering and delivering her lines and often required multiple takes. Her latest drama coach, Paula Strasberg, was ever present and Marilyn would look to her rather than John Huston for direction while filming her scenes. And there were drugs and alcohol...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Huston recalled, "She was taking pills to go to sleep and pills to wake up in the morning...she seemed to be in a daze half the time." She became less and less reliable, eventually broke down completely and had to be hospitalized. Clark Gable, according to Huston, "...was nonplussed by Marilyn's behavior. It was as though she'd revealed some horrid fact of life that just couldn't be accepted in his scheme of things."</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">But Huston also remembered, "When she was herself...she could be marvelously effective. She wasn't acting - I mean she was not pretending to an emotion. It was the real thing."</span><br /><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDdHXut3qACMIHiryIIZahzzwYJy9NBOEHG_74HwBGrgUpnvnWykV1g-e3q5ZNa4v03bKRT3h1JkqjL7icWqNabjUkzubBbZ0Ed8joJDEHlJiYrdIZX8Wwb1yznV-nHORldQ9MH9n2m3uP/s1600/Marilyn+in+the+Misfits.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDdHXut3qACMIHiryIIZahzzwYJy9NBOEHG_74HwBGrgUpnvnWykV1g-e3q5ZNa4v03bKRT3h1JkqjL7icWqNabjUkzubBbZ0Ed8joJDEHlJiYrdIZX8Wwb1yznV-nHORldQ9MH9n2m3uP/s400/Marilyn+in+the+Misfits.jpg" width="281" /></a></td></tr><tr style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Marilyn as Roslyn</td></tr></tbody></table><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><i>The Misfits</i> was released on what would have been Clark Gable's 60th birthday, February 1, 1961, but Gable had died of a massive heart attack 2-1/2 months earlier, shortly after the film wrapped. Fortunately, the actor had seen Huston's first cut and was so happy with it he told both the director and Arthur Miller that he thought it the best work of his career. Despite Gable's enthusiasm - and producer Frank Taylor's intention to make "the ultimate motion picture" thanks to an all-star cast and crew - <i>The Misfits </i>was a commercial failure and received a mixed critical response. In Miller's view the critics were "baffled" by it.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">If the <i>The Misfits</i> has problems it may be that it was too much Miller's film and not enough Huston's. Regardless of compelling themes, strong performances, photography by <a href="http://www.cinematographers.nl/GreatDoPh/metty.htm" style="color: #cc0000;">Russell Metty</a>, film editing by <a href="http://www.editorsguild.com/v2/magazine/newsletter/directory/tomasini.html" style="color: #cc0000;">George Tomasini</a> and an evocative score by <a href="http://alexnorthmusic.com/" style="color: #cc0000;">Alex North</a> (listen below), the film too often becomes theatrically talky and contrived. And Roslyn, the central character, is so unreal at times that she seems to have been spun out of arty fancies about the actress who portrays her. It is also likely that the difficulties and complications that plagued the production afflicted the film itself. </span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/R5G3VNqNouo" width="420"></iframe></div><br /><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><i>The Misfits</i> is an unusual and poetic film that may not entirely mesh, but it does fascinate. The powerful climactic mustang capture sequence is as disturbing to watch as it is difficult to forget, and the final scene between Gable and Monroe seems the prophetic farewell of two of Hollywood's biggest stars.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Roslyn: "How do you find your way back in the dark?"</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Gay: "Just head for that big star straight on. The highway's underneath it, it'll take us right home."</span><br /><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-Fg4kgAG-QLvkmbEy3hpXKpSWD86equbvkUQk8CXOJZjaLKgjztRSMyFA4KUc0_eyx91Nhcs7JzS_5ZyrPEa0LATLul4z-bv4qpkTJnjFQj29JUI3wewdt8McRGOFWHd9Bd0lQUuxYMDA/s1600/last+shot+in+movie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="230" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-Fg4kgAG-QLvkmbEy3hpXKpSWD86equbvkUQk8CXOJZjaLKgjztRSMyFA4KUc0_eyx91Nhcs7JzS_5ZyrPEa0LATLul4z-bv4qpkTJnjFQj29JUI3wewdt8McRGOFWHd9Bd0lQUuxYMDA/s400/last+shot+in+movie.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Marilyn Monroe and Clark Gable...fade out...</td></tr></tbody></table><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><i>~</i></span></div><br /><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">The largest remaining band of wild mustangs in the United States roams the high desert areas of Nevada. About 33,000 horses live in 10 western states and another 30,000 are kept in government corrals.  <a href="http://www.aspca.org/fight-animal-cruelty/equine-cruelty/wild-horses.aspx" style="color: #cc0000;">Click here</a> to learn more about the history and continuing plight of our wild horse population.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJO7u3g4Sed_eA7LGV6Ao8YUj-bvBEUM0STDvPku45NDL6RfEv0yz4M6n-gRm9pZmR0MaZapCFiutSb5S5wJdE9DP2tt3viq-HOOvcl4U1H1YMfR1hOSu6ebu0SG09uqPfCt4fADs7QTJ-/s1600/Misfits+by+Kat+Livengood.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJO7u3g4Sed_eA7LGV6Ao8YUj-bvBEUM0STDvPku45NDL6RfEv0yz4M6n-gRm9pZmR0MaZapCFiutSb5S5wJdE9DP2tt3viq-HOOvcl4U1H1YMfR1hOSu6ebu0SG09uqPfCt4fADs7QTJ-/s400/Misfits+by+Kat+Livengood.jpeg" width="312" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"></span><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;">~</div><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><b><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><a href="http://myloveofoldhollywood.blogspot.com/2012/05/horseathon-list-of-participants.html" style="color: #cc0000;">Click here</a> to go to <i>My Love of Old Hollywood</i> and links to the other participating blogs in Page's blogathon...</span></b> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">~</div><div style="text-align: right;"><div style="text-align: left;"><br /><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><b><u>Sources</u></b>:</span><br /><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><i>An Open Book</i> by John Huston, McMillan (1980)</span><br /><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><i>The Misfits: Story of a Shoot</i> by Arthur Miller and Serge Toubiana</span><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">, Phaidon Press (2000)</span><br /><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><i>Making the Misfits</i>, a production of WNET New York, et al</span><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> (2002)</span><br /><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><a href="http://www.kellymoore.net/wild_horses.htm" style="color: #cc0000;">wild mustang photos</a> by Kat Livengood</span><i><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> </span></i></div></div></div><div style="text-align: right;"></div></div>

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Pulitzer Prize winning playwright Arthur Miller traveled to Reno, Nevada, in the spring of 1956 to divorce his first wife. Fulfilling the state's six week residency requirement until the marriage was legally dissolved, Miller stayed at a cabin on Pyr…

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To Be or Not to Be - Carole Lombard's final film, directed by Ernst Lubitsch

<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA6bQj-xKkCPo5BlcfJhNbKKdXNUVBqj9Uyzr-l1WcoArruWRinbkaR0NvbHuzfLlRSpO1vvxNRUg56bv-Pw8eqjS6R9PO564n-n3_aiWhym25Sit_y3pFL7GejrqjmOid4DT6w1Yp5jjr/s1600/to+be+or+not+to+be.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="272" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA6bQj-xKkCPo5BlcfJhNbKKdXNUVBqj9Uyzr-l1WcoArruWRinbkaR0NvbHuzfLlRSpO1vvxNRUg56bv-Pw8eqjS6R9PO564n-n3_aiWhym25Sit_y3pFL7GejrqjmOid4DT6w1Yp5jjr/s320/to+be+or+not+to+be.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><br /></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><br /></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><i>For Carole & Company's "Carole-tennial (+3)," marking the 103rd anniversary of Hollywood legend Carole Lombard's birth, I'm taking a look at my favorite Carole Lombard film, director Ernst Lubitsch's </i><i>To Be or Not to Be (1942). This was Lombard's last film, released just a month after her death. </i><br /><br />'The Lubitsch Touch'<i> </i>has been dissected and analyzed for decades. Billy Wilder, who had been prot<span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">égé to director Ernst Lubitsch early on</span></span></span>, put it succinctly: "The Lubitsch Touch is a <i>light</i> touch. But there are serious overtones in Lubitsch. He understood life..." <br /><a name='more'></a></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">In 1941, Lubitsch signed a three year contract with Paramount Pictures. But first he had another commitment to fulfill with United Artists. <i>To Be or Not to Be </i>was part of Lubitsch's arrangement with UA.<br /><br />Though the original story for the film was mostly Lubitsch's, the project that evolved was something of a departure for the director. As he later remarked, "I was tired of the two established recognized recipes, drama with comedy relief and comedy with dramatic relief. I had made up my mind to make a picture with no attempt to relieve anybody from anything at any time."</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><br /></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><i>To Be or Not to Be </i>is a comedy both black and broad; it is also a sophisticated and razor sharp satire on the Nazis.</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><br /></div><table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXkkCAIOmiv8h1ZDSPIQ68OJmsaHAiI7WfALkJJoFSsudWqehgzD9pQwPKbZxs8kgAoxeIT90MpJMxkxzTkOjtt4xVApa-rnZSRgH2qzLUdYB-mxbmjnC_BjYwuPLGdHj7ZSy9jc4R6HN8/s1600/to+be+or+not+to+be+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="248" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXkkCAIOmiv8h1ZDSPIQ68OJmsaHAiI7WfALkJJoFSsudWqehgzD9pQwPKbZxs8kgAoxeIT90MpJMxkxzTkOjtt4xVApa-rnZSRgH2qzLUdYB-mxbmjnC_BjYwuPLGdHj7ZSy9jc4R6HN8/s320/to+be+or+not+to+be+3.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Actors...and Nazis, <i>To Be or Not to Be</i></td></tr></tbody></table><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Lubitsch chose radio superstar Jack Benny for the male lead. Benny, who later observed that it was "impossible for comedians like me and [Bob] Hope to get good directors - that's why we made lousy movies," considered Lubitsch "the greatest comedy director that ever lived" and was eager to work with him. Though Miriam Hopkins was up for the role of Benny's onscreen wife, she was only interested in taking the part if it was enlarged for her. Jack Benny was meanwhile pushing for Carole Lombard in the role. One night Benny and producer Alexander Korda went out on the town together; much drinking ensued and the upshot was that Korda wired UA and asked the studio to hire Lombard.</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><br /></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Lubitsch and Lombard knew each other from her early days on the Paramount lot. While the director had made pictures with the other great Paramount leading ladies, Claudette Colbert and Marlene Dietrich, he and Lombard had never managed to work together. Lombard's husband, box office king Clark Gable, was not excited about <i>To Be or Not to Be</i> and referred to Lubitsch as "the horny Hun." But Lombard had always wanted to work with the director and signed on; her only special request was that Irene design her wardrobe. </div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><br /></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">The production had its share of problems. To begin with, Jack Benny was jittery. According to co-star Robert Stack, he was "scared to death." Benny's source of discomfort was that while he knew how to deliver his lines on stage and on radio, he didn't know what to do when it came to a movie set. This made him very nervous.</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><br /></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Another problem concerned musical director Miklos Rozsa. Rozsa was set to score the film but once he saw the script and realized it was a satire on Nazism, he refused; he just didn't see the humor.</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><br /></div><table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7qybHm9N_MITmUSt3u5pRJ6Lc0my_QzXmikMItXpF643wvmO3AhnVF-nBApAiYiJzHPg7JGbtJLpV3P-cyt-p7tjzi1t_urldlTFqaMxus5O9gcMRhHDHXBII5dSHk2v3WXp7wYijFbfX/s1600/to+be+or+not+to+be+lombard+and+stack.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="254" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7qybHm9N_MITmUSt3u5pRJ6Lc0my_QzXmikMItXpF643wvmO3AhnVF-nBApAiYiJzHPg7JGbtJLpV3P-cyt-p7tjzi1t_urldlTFqaMxus5O9gcMRhHDHXBII5dSHk2v3WXp7wYijFbfX/s320/to+be+or+not+to+be+lombard+and+stack.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Carole Lombard and Robert Stack on the set</td></tr></tbody></table><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Regardless of these and other difficulties, the atmosphere on the set was a happy one. Lombard developed a habit of driving in from Encino, even when she wasn't scheduled, just to watch Lubitsch at work. According to Jack Benny, "Everyone was in awe of him."</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><br /></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><i>To Be or Not to Be</i> opens in Warsaw, Poland, just before the Nazi invasion. A man who appears to be Adolf Hitler is walking the streets, creating a stir.  The man, it turns out, is not Hitler but a local actor named Bronski (Tom Dugan) who is about to portray Adolf Hitler in an anti-Nazi play; he is testing his believability in public<i>. </i><br /><br />The plot centers on the acting troupe Bronski is part of, the Theatre Polsky, and its two stars, Josef and Maria Tura (Benny and Lombard). The troupe is rehearsing an anti-Nazi play, <i>Gestapo</i>, but is forced to revert to a less controversial drama, Shakespeare's <i>Hamlet</i>.<i> </i>A running gag concerns Maria, who is carrying on with a young pilot (Robert Stack). Whenever Josef begins Hamlet's "To be or not to be" soliloquy on stage, Maria's eager young man conspicuously shuffles out of his theater seat to meet her. The walk-out of an audience member in the midst of this speech completely flusters the actor (who has no idea why the man has left). Josef Tura's Hamlet is heavy on the ham and, as one Nazi character remarks, "What he did to Shakespeare we are now doing to Poland." The troupe eventually becomes involved with the Polish resistance.<br /><br />Lombard is well-matched with Benny, who was never better and never had a better role. The two shared exquisite timing and much panache, and their scenes together could be shown in a master class on playing comedy. The fine ensemble cast includes venerable Felix Bressart (as an actor relegated to "spear carrier" roles but who has his moment to quote Shakespeare, eloquently) and Lionel Atwill along with Sig Ruman, Stack and Dugan.<br /><br />Billy Wilder elaborated on another aspect of Lubitsch's genius, "The Lubitsch Touch is the superjoke. You have a joke, and then you don't expect the joke on top of the joke that tops the first one. The joke you didn't expect is funnier than the one you expected..."<br /><br />The sequence below ends with one of Lubitsch's great "toppers." Sig Ruman's character (aka/'Concentration Camp Ehrhardt') is a Nazi colonel with a habit of blaming his own mishaps, mistakes and misunderstandings on his inept second-in-command, Captain Schulz. In this scene, the "topper" is Ehrhardt's final exclamation, a late addition to the script by Lubitsch...</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/0Fk1b0jIMBc" width="420"></iframe></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Sig Ruman, Carole Lombard (and Tom Dugan) in </span><i style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">To Be or Not to Be</i></span></div><span style="font-size: small;"><br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /></span><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">The picture wrapped just before Christmas 1941, and Carole Lombard promised Jack Benny she would guest on his radio show once she returned from an upcoming war bond drive. But on the evening of January 16, 1942, the plane returning Lombard and her mother from the bond drive, along with 20 others, crashed into a mountain west of Las Vegas. All aboard were killed. Apparently the pilot had changed course, flying toward Las Vegas rather than his official destination, Boulder, Colorado. The plane had almost missed the mountain peak, crashing only 120 feet from the top. </span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><br /></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7fSQKtHm54DBrTnIGC5ZPj3e6UfNekxQw0sSFHBlOG9ijszDbFHTqRDDfeCgUk-SEihc9cgi8kEuJYvLI68lDPgqChxDDoRO_MyWzyRbLmmcEukknYrT68w7xrpdRxBGIkdeOyyzTGbrh/s1600/to+be+or+not+to+be+poster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="250" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7fSQKtHm54DBrTnIGC5ZPj3e6UfNekxQw0sSFHBlOG9ijszDbFHTqRDDfeCgUk-SEihc9cgi8kEuJYvLI68lDPgqChxDDoRO_MyWzyRbLmmcEukknYrT68w7xrpdRxBGIkdeOyyzTGbrh/s400/to+be+or+not+to+be+poster.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><span style="font-size: small;"><i>To Be or Not to Be </i>premiered on February 15, 1942. It was not a hit. Some critics claimed Lubitsch had suffered a lapse in taste. Churlish Bosley Crowther of the <i>New York Times </i>accused the director of  going for cheap laughs. Robert Stack later said that the press of the time just didn't get it. He noted that Lubitsch was "a Jew from the Old Country himself" and declared that <i>To Be or Not to Be</i> was the best satire on Nazism ever made.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Lubitsch was appalled that his intent and his taste were both misinterpreted and maligned. He acknowledged that he hadn't depicted Nazi terror in the typical way with outright violence, "My Nazis are different; they passed that stage long ago. Brutality, flogging and torture have become their daily routine. They talk about it the same way as a salesman referring to the sale of a handbag."</span><br /><br /><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqJvNY-QVmLIZSiDq9RUTYI86kWRz2yyBdYwFuI8afLNJ11T_F5tpAmr7Enp94XvGwK4cW9njs6oV46onDYIC01YafiqfqG42Gm2JC3g09qCooM0kS40DlLSgG0rT47OlGSLmnIPobEenP/s1600/lombard+and+lubitsch+tbontb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqJvNY-QVmLIZSiDq9RUTYI86kWRz2yyBdYwFuI8afLNJ11T_F5tpAmr7Enp94XvGwK4cW9njs6oV46onDYIC01YafiqfqG42Gm2JC3g09qCooM0kS40DlLSgG0rT47OlGSLmnIPobEenP/s320/lombard+and+lubitsch+tbontb.jpg" width="174" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lombard and Lubitsch</td></tr></tbody></table><span style="font-size: small;">It isn't surprising that critics and audiences of early 1942 may not have warmed to or understood Lubitsch's approach. The country had suffered Japan's attack on Pearl Harbor and entered World War II just as the production of <i>To Be or Not to Be </i>was coming to an end. Those early days of the war were deeply patriotic times in the U.S. and the outcome of the conflict was still far from certain. Other wartime movies generally presented a more traditional portrait of our enemies and their victims - unequivocal, distinctly unfunny and in stark black and white terms.  Lubitsch's witty satire had arrived in American theaters at the wrong moment. But the passage of time has been kind to <i>To Be or Not to Be.</i> It long ago entered the pantheon of Lubitsch's great masterworks - that very special place where <i>Ninotchka </i>(1939) and <i>The Shop Around the Corner </i>(1940) also abide. </span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><br />Carole Lombard, a natural as vain but appealing Maria Tura, was never more elegant or disarming. Though her character is clearly 'a woman of affairs,' Lombard endows her with so much warmth, humor and humanity that Maria is never less than entirely sympathetic. Such was Lombard's irreplaceable talent.<br /><span style="font-size: small;"></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size: small;"><i>To learn more about Carole & Company's "Carole-tennial (+3)" blogathon and participating blogs, <a href="http://carole-and-co.livejournal.com/447884.html" style="color: #990000;">click here</a>... </i></span></div></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_JrFWRe1r1PJYWpdFee0MIj3jr13mzwH-nRT_foo0WemBR8LdW5wrw2zURjN61eMZ2frXNy9k0S-wcNzpzB-Gdqe5XXPDUhdzPUVC3WElO6npwHbdbiK9UE1gV0vvafZ3c_PX6XMkkCX8/s1600/Carole+Lombard.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_JrFWRe1r1PJYWpdFee0MIj3jr13mzwH-nRT_foo0WemBR8LdW5wrw2zURjN61eMZ2frXNy9k0S-wcNzpzB-Gdqe5XXPDUhdzPUVC3WElO6npwHbdbiK9UE1gV0vvafZ3c_PX6XMkkCX8/s400/Carole+Lombard.jpg" width="314" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Carole Lombard, 1908 - 1942</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>References</b>:</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><u>Ernst Lubitsch: Laughter in Paradise</u> by Scott Eyman</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><u>Nobody's Perfect: Billy Wilder, A Personal Biography</u> by Charlotte Chandler</span></div>

Alexander Korda Carole Lombard Clark Gable Ernst Lubitsch Felix Bressart Jack Benny Lionel Atwill Robert Stack Sig Ruman The Lady Eve (author) To Be Or Not To Be To Be or Not to Be - Carole Lombard's final film, directed by Ernst Lubitsch

For Carole & Company's "Carole-tennial (+3)," marking the 103rd anniversary of Hollywood legend Carole Lombard's birth, I'm taking a look at my favorite Carole Lombard film, director Ernst Lubitsch's To Be or Not to Be (1942). This was Lombard's last…

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