locked up
by Douglas Messerli
Julius J. Epstein and Philip G. Epstein
(screenplay, based on the play by Moss Hart and George S. Kaufman), William
Keighley (director) The Man Who Came to Dinner / 1942
Every year at Christmas time at our home we
watch The Man Who Came to Dinner, the wonderful comedy by George S.
Kaufman and Moss Hart. Even though this film takes place at Christmas, however,
the movie has very little to do with the holiday, and is almost as far removed
from the happiness of the season as it could be.
In
fact, this time viewing the film I was struck at just how removed this comedy
is from any full expression of joy or pleasure. Although it often howlingly
funny, underneath, it is more of dark comedy akin to Buñuel's The
Exterminating Angel than it is to the family farce of the famed playwriting
pair's You Can't Take It with You.
Nonetheless, the movie is so popular that I need not, I hope, repeat the
plot. Although the film is filled with numerous plot complications, it actually
has only one major event, repeated at the film's end: Sheridan Whiteside
(inspired by Alexander Woolcott) comes to Medalia, Ohio, presumably to give a
lecture, but falls on the ice-filled stoop of the Stanley family's home,
whereupon a local doctor declares that he must be wheel-chair bound until he heals
some days later.
The real Woolcott never married or had children perhaps because he was
impotent due to a case of childhood mumps. But as portrayed by Kaufman and Hart
and in this movie, he most definitely is represented as a gay man, a witty,
self-centered figure who speaks in a manner more reminiscent of Oscar Wilde
than the real wit might have spoken to his friends of the Algonquin Round
Table. So certain is he of his intellectual prowess that almost all others,
especially those who pretend to knowledge, are perceived as insufferable and
inferior. As he himself declares at one point during the film’s action: “Is
there a man in the world who suffers as I do from the gross inadequacies of the
human race?”
His
viewpoint of females is perhaps best revealed by his answer to a question put
him by the local newspaper editor, “How do you think Ohio women stack up?”
Whiteside answers: “I've never gone in for stacking women up so I really can't
say.”
You might enjoy listening to him on the radio, but having him stay even
for one evening, let alone until his broken leg heals is something close to a
nightmare. The poor Stanley family, Ernest, Daisy and their two children (the
parents acted by Billie Burke and Grant Mitchell) are horrified by the
situation, as Whiteside threatens to sue them, and insists upon taking over
their library, living room, and front entrance, while they are assigned the
back stairs and confined to their own bedrooms.
In
short, the Stanley family is locked away in their own house, just as Whiteside
is locked up in a small hick town which he has not even wanted to visit (“I
simply will not sit down to dinner with midwestern barbarians. I think too
highly of my digestive system.") The house, in fact, has become a kind of
penitentiary, reiterated by the behavior of the completely flustered Nurse
Preen (Mary Wickes) and the Stanley children, who, each for their own reasons desire
to leave home, the daughter being in love with a union agitator whom her
businessman father detests, and the would-be photographer son desiring new
scenes and subjects for his art and perhaps just to experience life outside of
the small Ohio town.
The theme of imprisonment is played out again and again in this work.
Whiteside, it is suggested, is fascinated by criminal activity, and invites
several inmates from a nearby penitentiary for lunch—much to the horror, of
course, of the locked-away Stanleys. Throughout the movie, Whiteside is sent
presents—penguins, an octopus, and a mummy case—the first two contained in
crates while the latter is itself a kind of coffin.
Finally, the Stanley home has itself another kind of prisoner, Harriet, an aunt who, as a young woman, killed—like Lizzie Borden—her mother and father. She is also imprisoned in the family secrecy of her past, and was evidently felt imprisoned enough as young girl by her own parents that she killed them.
When the penguins escape their crate, they are quickly rounded up and
impounded once more by the doctor and nurse. When the children both bolt the
home, Ernest Stanley quickly tracks them and returns them home. Suddenly one
can comprehend, perhaps, Harriet's childhood actions, and may help explain her
bizarre behavior.
Only three people, it appears, can come and go at will, but all of
these, Sheridan Whiteside, Carlton Beverly, and Banjo are so self-centered that
they cannot escape themselves. Beverly—a character based on another well-known
gay man, Noël Coward, performed by Reginald Gardiner who played several gay men
in his film career—drops by to see Whiteside, but talks of hardly anyone but
himself:
I have very little
time, and so the conversation will entirely
be about me and I
shall love it.
Banjo (inspired by Harpo Marx, wonderfully played by Jimmy Durante) can
barely sit still for more than a moment, "Did you ever have the feeling
that you wanted to go, and still have the feeling that you wanted to
stay," imitating the "I must be going" phrase of Groucho in Animal
Crackers. Both visitors conspire to help Maggie to escape Whiteside's grasp
so that she might enter matrimonial bonds.
Even the two servants, cook and butler, hoping to escape the Stanley
household by taking up service in Whiteside's home, remain locked away, as
Whiteside, finally himself escaping the Stanley mansion, once again falls on
the ice. Like the figures in The Exterminating Angel, there is
apparently no easy exit. And even once you escape you can just as likely find
yourself locked up yet again.
With such a marvelous cast, however, who cares? Even though director
William Keighley has done little to transfer this stage-bound work into film,
we might wish to watch these poor trapped beings play out their absurd
destinies all over again.
Los Angeles, December 18, 2011
Reprinted from World Cinema Review (December
2011).
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