four weddings and a funeral of sorts
by Douglas Messerli
F. McGrew Willis (screenplay, based
on the play by Brandon Thomas), Al Christie (director) Charley’s Aunt /
1930
One might describe Brandon Thomas’
1892 farce Charley’s Aunt as the forerunner and proving-ground of most
of the drag and gender-confused cinema of the 20th century. In both England
(where it ran for over 1,466 performances) and in the US where it was also a
hit, the play was revived internationally numerous times and adapted several
times into cinema.
Like all farces it is plot heavy, and since I have already discussed the
1925 film version of this work, I will simply repeat the basic structure of
this tale from that earlier entry while altering the names of the cast members,
this version starring Charles Ruggles as Lord Fancourt Babberley, better known
as “Babbs.”
University roommates Charlie Wykeham (Hugh Williams) and Jack Chesney
(Rodney McLennan) are in love with Amy Spettigue (June Collyer) and Kitty
Verdun (Flora Sheffield) who are respectively the daughter and niece, wards of
Stephen Spettigue (Halliwell Hobbes). Unfortunately, although they have reason
to believe the young women are attracted to them, they have been unable to get
up the nerve to ask them to marry.
Meanwhile, Spettigue learns that once Miss Verdun is married he will no
longer be the recipient of a stipend for her support and fearing that loss of
income refuses to allow either his own daughter or his ward see the young men,
planning instead to take them off to a summer vacation spot where there are no
young men in sight.
Meanwhile, their busybody college chum from another room, “Babbs,”
trying to collect on a loan they’ve never paid back, attempts to rob them of
the bottles of champagne they’ve set out for the event. He’s about to prepare
for a new play in which performs in drag. Catching him in their room, they
suggest that he also join them at the luncheon to help keep Charley’s aunt busy
so that they might have time with the girls. But when, soon after, they get
word that the aunt has changed her plans about her visit, and after seeing
“Babbs” in his new female attire, they get the idea to have him replace the
aunt so that the girls will have no qualms about a lunch alone with the two
bachelor men.
As often happens in such farces, people regularly drop in to add to the
complexity of the situation. In this instance Jack’s father, Sir Francis
(Phillips Smalley) also suddenly shows up to visit his son, reporting that
having done a thorough audit of his finances, he finds they are now debtors.
Jack suggests he join them also at lunch and woo Charley’s aunt who is
notoriously wealthy and a widow. Obviously when he discovers that she will
replaced by their friend, it is too late, and he daren’t reveal the truth.
When the girls go missing, the bothersome father and ward, Spettigue
decides to butt into the celebrations.
For the next hour or so we are treated to “Babb’s” ridiculous attempts
to imitate a Brazilian heiress, having utterly no knowledge about who she is
and only knowing that she comes from Brazil, the land of the nuts. And nutty is
the key word of his desperate attempts to keep in character, particularly when
beyond all rationality, and with to the shock of his son, both Jack’s father
and Spettigue fall head-over-heels in love with the aunt, dueling in their
attempts to win her over.
Without exception, Thomas’ farce also brings in, at the very last
moment, the lovely and sophisticated real aunt and her companion, Babb’s lost
love, Ela, who immediately realizing the absurdity of the young men’s fibs,
play along without revealing their true identities. But not before the rejected
Sir Francis recognizes Charley’s real aunt as a woman he loved from long ago in
the past, thus hooking him up with both lost love and the money he needs to
continue in his life.
So too do the boys find the courage to ask their girls to marry them and
are quickly accepted. Babbs recognizes Ela, although she, like all the others,
cannot recognize him, and when he finally reveals himself, she accepts his love
only after a great deal of dismay and doubt. Certainly, one might wonder about
a beau dressed up as a woman at the very edge of marrying an old man, a
situation that reminds one most particularly of Jack Lemmon’s Daphne’s last
scenes with Joe E. Brown’s Osgood Fielding III in Some Like It Hot.
The only one who winds up without a soul is the foolish Spettigue, whose
loneliness and poverty, the writer
suggests, is his reward for his cross-gender licentiousness and greed.
Christie’s version, with the requisite comings and goings of the entire
cast, is fairly lively, but the acting, particularly on Ruggles’ part is rather
hit-and-miss, with far too much comic athleticism and impossible to believe
asides that might work wonderfully on stage but seem ludicrous on the narrower
frame of a film with those who are not supposed to hear standing inches away
from the whisperers.
And, of course, even the original was already a hackneyed story supposed
to provide guffaws
without end. There are most
certainly laughs in this chestnut, but not nearly as many as Sennett and
Christie’s two-reelers had already provided his audience, along with his far
more absurd situations facing his stars soon after such as the Ritz Brothers,
Buster Keaton, and even Bob Hope.
The next cinematic reincarnation of
this story would be Jack Benny’s 1941 performance of the aunt.
But oddly, this film bid a kind of farewell also to the dominance of
drag in LGBTQ cinema. Obviously, there would be numerous drag performances
throughout the rest of the 20th century and into the 21st. But the focus
shifted even beginning in the late 1920s and certainly even within the same
year toward gay and lesbian figures who, despite their brief appearances and
stereotyped behaviors, were at least not playing at being gay or lesbian, but
actually were as cis gender beings homosexuals. In short, although being gay
might still be representing as something of humor or even to be laughed at, it
was no longer a mistake or joke.
Los Angeles, November 17, 2022
Reprinted from World Cinema
Review (November 2022).


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