Cleaning Out The DVR: An American Dream (dir by Robert Gist)


Loosely based on a novel by Norman Mailer, the 1966 film, An American Dream, tells the story of Stephen Rojack (Stuart Whitman).  Rojack’s a war hero, a man who has several medals of valor to his credit.  He’s married to Deborah (Eleanor Parker), the daughter of one of the richest men in the country.  He’s an acclaimed writer.  He’s got his own television talk show in New York.  He’s been crusading against not only the Mafia but also against corruption in the police department.  He has powerful friends and powerful enemies.  You get the idea.

He’s also got a marriage that’s on the verge of collapse.  Deborah calls Rojack’s show and taunts him while he’s on the air.  When Rojack goes to her apartment to demand a divorce, the two of them get into an argument.  Deborah tells him that he’s not a hero.  She says he only married her for the money and that she only married him for the prestige.  She tells him that he’s a lousy lover.  Being a character in an adaptation of a Norman Mailer novel, the “lousy lay” crack causes Rojack to snap.  He attacks Deborah.  The two of them fight.  Deborah stumbles out to the balcony of her apartment and it appears that she’s on the verge of jumping.  Rojack follows her.  At first, he tries to save her but then he lets her fall.  She crashes down to the street, where she’s promptly run over by several cars.  The cars then all run into each other while Rojack stands on the balcony and wails.  There’s nothing subtle about the first 15 minutes of An American Dream.

Actually, there’s nothing subtle about any minute of An American Dream.  It’s a film where everything, from the acting to the melodrama, is so over-the-top and portentous that it actually gets a bit boring.  There’s no relief from the screeching and the inauthentic hard-boiled dialogue.  When a crazed Rojack starts to laugh uncontrollably, he doesn’t just laugh.  Instead, he laughs and laughs and laughs and laughs and laughs and …. well, let’s just say it goes on for a bit.  It’s like a 60s version of one of those terrible Family Guy jokes.

Anyway, the police don’t believe that Deborah committed suicide but they also can’t prove that Rojack killed her.  Meanwhile, within hours of his wife’s death, Rojack meets his ex-girlfriend, a singer named Cherry (Janet Leigh).  Rojack is still in love with Cherry but Cherry is also connected to the same mobsters who want to kill Rojack.  Meanwhile, Deborah’s superrich father (Lloyd Nolan) is also on his way to New York City, looking for answer of his own.

An American Dream is a very familiar type of mid-60s film.  It’s a trashy story and it’s obvious that the director was trying to be as risqué as the competition in Europe while also trying to not offend mainstream American audiences.  As such, the film has hints of nudity but not too much nudity.  There’s some profanity but not too much profanity.  Rojack, Deborah, and Cherry may curse more than Mary Poppins but they’re rank amateurs compared to the cast of Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf?  It’s an unabashedly melodramatic film but it doesn’t seem to be sure just how far it can go in embracing the melodrama with alienating its target audience so, as a result, the entire film feels somewhat off.  Some scenes go on forever.  Some scenes feel too short.  The whole thing has the washed-out look of an old cop show.

All of that perhaps wouldn’t matter if Stephen Rojack was a compelling character.  In theory, Rojack should have been compelling but, because he’s played by the reliably boring Stuart Whitman, Rojack instead just comes across as being a bit of a dullard.  He’s supposed to be a charismatic, two-fisted Norman Mailer-type but instead, as played by Whitman, Rojack comes across like an accountant who is looking forward to retirement but only if he can balance the books one last time.  There’s no spark of madness or imagination to be found in Whitman’s performance and, as a result, the viewer never really cares about Rojack or his problems.

Noman Mailer reportedly never saw An American Dream, saying that it would be too painful to a bad version of his favorite novel.  In this case, Mailer made the right decision.

4 Shots From 4 Films: Special Norman Mailer Edition


Norman Mailer, running for mayor of New York City in 1969

4 (or more) Shots From 4 (or more) Films is just what it says it is, 4 (or more) shots from 4 (or more) of our favorite films. As opposed to the reviews and recaps that we usually post, 4 (or more) Shots From 4 (or more) Films lets the visuals do the talking.

Norman Mailer wasn’t just a writer and symbol of New York City.  He was also an aspiring filmmaker, a director who made three experimental films in the 60s and one studio film in the 80s.  And while none of his films could really be described as being a hit with either audiences or critics, they do — to a certain extent — epitomize an era.  Plus, the story of Rip Torn hitting Mailer with a hammer during the filming of Maidstone will live forever.

In honor of Norman Mailer the director, here are….

4 Shots From 4 Norma Mailer Films

Wild 90 (1968, dir by Norman Mailer, DP: D.A. Pennebaker)

Beyond The Law (1968, dir by Norman Mailer, DP: D.A. Pennebaker)

Maidstone (1970, dir by Norman Mailer, DP: D.A. Pennebaker)

Tough Guys Don’t Dance (1987, dir by Norman Mailer, DP: Mike Moyer and John Bailey)

 

Shattered Politics #28: Maidstone (dir by Norman Mailer)


Rip Torn in Maidstone

Rip Torn in Maidstone

If you ever find yourself on the campus of the University of North Texas and you need to kill some time, stop by the UNT Library, go up to the second floor, find the biographies, and track down a copy of Peter Manso’s Mailer: His Life and Times.  

Back in December of 2007, at a time when I really should have been studying for my finals, I spent an entire afternoon in the library reading Manso’s book.  I didn’t know much about Norman Mailer, the Pulitzer prize-winning writer and occasional political candidate, beyond the fact that he died that previous November and that a lot of older people who I respected apparently thought highly of his work.  Though Manso’s book had been written 20 years earlier, it still provided an interesting portrait of the controversial author.  It was largely an oral history, full of interviews with people who had known Mailer over the years.  As I skimmed the book, it quickly became apparent that, among other things, Mailer was a larger-than-life figure.

For me, the book was at its most interesting when it dealt with Mailer’s attempts to be a filmmaker.  In the 1960s, Mailer directed three movies.  All three of them also starred Norman Mailer and featured his friends in supporting roles.  All three of them were largely improvised.  And, when released into theaters, all three of them were greeted with derision.

Maidstone, Mailer’s 3rd film, was filmed in 1970.  In the film, Mailer played Norman Kingsley, an avante garde film director who is running for President.  Over the course of one weekend, while also working on a movie about a brothel, Norman meets with potential supporters and debates the issues.  And, of course, shadowy figures plot to assassinate Norman, not so much because they don’t want him to be President as much as they want him to be a martyr for their vaguely defined cause.

Just based on what I read in Manso’s book, it’s hard not to feel that the making of Maidstone could itself be the basis of a good movie.  Mailer essentially invited all of his friends to his estate and they spent 5 days filming, with no script. It was five days of drinking, drugs, and bad feelings.

At one point, actor and painter Herve Villechaize (who would later play Knick Knack in The Man With The Golden Gun) got so drunk and obnoxious that he was picked up by actor Rip Torn and literally tossed over a fence.  The unconscious Villechaize ended up floating face down in a neighbor’s pool.  After fishing Villechaize out of the pool, the neighbor tossed him back over the fence and shouted, “Norman, come get your dwarf!”

Eventually, after five days, filming fell apart.  Some members of the cast were okay with that.  And one most definitely was not..

Fortunately, Maidstone is currently available on YouTube so I watched it last night.  Unfortunately, the film itself is never as interesting as the stories about what went on behind the cameras.  Maidstone is essentially scene after scene of people talking and the effectiveness of each scene depends on who is in it.  For instance, Norman’s half-brother is played by Rip Torn, a professional actor with a big personality.  The scenes with Torn are interesting to watch because Rip Torn is always interesting to watch.  However, other scenes feature people who were clearly cast because they happened to be visiting the set on that particular day.  And these scenes are boring because, quite frankly, most people are boring.

And then you’ve got Norman Mailer himself.  For an acclaimed writer who was apparently quite a celebrity back in the day, it’s amazing just how little screen presence Norman Mailer had as an actor.  Preening for the camera, standing around shirtless and showing off his hairy back along with his middle-aged man boobs, Mailer comes across as being more than a little pathetic.  He’s at his worst whenever he tries to talk to a woman, giving off a vibe that’s somewhere between creepy uncle and super veiny soccer dad having a midlife crisis.

It’s an uneven film but, for the first half or so, it’s at least interesting as a time capsule.  For those of us who want to know what rich intellectuals were like in the late 60s, Maidstone provides a service.  However, during the second half of the film, it becomes obvious that Mailer got bored.  Suddenly, all pretense towards telling an actual story are abandoned and the film becomes about Mailer asking his cast for their opinion about what they’ve filmed so far.

And then, during the final 15 minutes of the film, Norman Mailer decides to have the cameramen film him as he plays with his wife and children.  This is apparently too much for Rip Torn who, after spending an eternity glaring at Mailer and undoubtedly thinking about everything he could have been doing during those five day if he hadn’t been filming Maidstone, walks up to Mailer, says, “You must die, Kingsley,” and then hits Mailer on the head with a hammer.

This, of course, leads to a long wrestling match between Mailer and Torn and, as the cameras roll, blood is spilled and insults are exchanged.  There’s a lot of differing opinions about whether this final fight was spontaneous or staged.  Having seen the footage, I get the impression that Mailer was caught off guard but that Torn probably let the cameraman know what he was going to do ahead of time.

Regardless, it’s hard to deny that the pride of Temple, Texas, Elmore “Rip” Torn, appears to be the one who came out on top.  After the fight, Mailer and Torn have a lengthy argument that amounts to Rip saying that he had to do it because it was the only way that the film would make sense while Mailer replies with some of the least imaginative insults ever lobbed by a Pulitzer winner.

(So basically, Rip Torn won both the physical and the verbal rounds of the fight.)

Anyway, you can watch the entire Rip Torn/Norman Mailer confrontation below.

Now, while the fight is really the only must-see part of Maidstone, it still has considerable value as a time capsule of the time when it was made.  You can watch it below!

Lisa Marie’s 12 Favorite Non-Fiction Books of 2013


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I should admit that the title of this post is misleading.  While it is true that listed below are 12 of my favorite non-fiction books of 2013, I’ve specifically limited my picks to books that dealt with entertainment, pop culture, and the creative process.  With that in mind, here are my 12 favorite non-fiction books of 2013:

(And yes, you should read everyone of them.)

1)  The Disaster Artist by Greg Sestero & Tom Bissell

2) Crab Monsters, Teenage Caveman, and Candy Stripe Nurses: Roger Corman: King of the B-Movies by Chris Nashawaty

3) 100 Works of Art That Will Define Our Age by Kelly Grovier

4) The Wes Anderson Collection by Matt Zoller Seitz

5) Odd Type Writers by Celia Blue Johnson

6) Mad Girl’s Love Song: Sylvia Plath and Life Before Ted by Andrew Wilson

7) The Reckoning: Women Artists of the New Millennium by Eleanor Hartney, Helaine Posner, Nancy Princethal, and Sue Scott

8) Difficult Men by Brett Martin

9) A Story Told Lately by Anjelica Huston

10) Slimed: An Oral History of Nickelodeon’s Golden Age by Matthew Klickstein

11) The Secret History of Vladimir Nabakov by Andrea Pitzer

12) Norman Mailer: A Double Life by J. Michael Lennon

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Honorable Mention: Lost Cat by Caroline Paul, my favorite non-entertainment related nonfiction book.

Lost Cat

Tomorrow, my look back at 2013 continue with my 12 favorite novels of 2013.

Other Entries In TSL’s Look Back At 2013:

  1. Semtex Skittle’s 2013: The Year in Video Games
  2. 20 Good Things Lisa Marie Saw On Television in 2013
  3. 10 0f Lisa Marie’s Favorite Songs of 2013
  4. Lisa Marie’s 16 Worst Films of 2013
  5. Necromoonyeti’s Top 10 Metal Albums of 2013
  6. Things That Dork Geekus Dug In 2013
  7. Lisa Marie’s Best of 2o13 SyFy

Happy Birthday, Rip Torn!


Today is the 80th birthday of the legendary Texas-born actor Rip Torn.  Let’s celebrate the man and the myth by watching him beat up Norman Mailer in the 1970 film Maidstone

(Maidstone, by the way, is only available on a Region 2, French DVD so clicking on the link will only take you to a page where you can order a paperback copy of the script.  And the script, to be honest, isn’t that great of a read.  Sorry.)

Here’s a little background.  Maidstone was the third film to be “directed” by writer Norman Mailer.  Like his previous films (and the Beatles Magical Mystery Tour), the idea was to get a bunch of odd people all together in one location, give them a loosely structured plot, and then allow them to just improvise.  The plot, in this case, was that Mailer was a famous film director who was also running for President and Torn was his brother who has been paid money to assassinate him.

According to the Peter Manso’s Mailer: His Life and Times, the entire shoot was a disorganized mess.  Torn, quickly, grew frustrated with Mailer as both a director and a human being.  The final straw apparently came when Torn saw Mailer using the film’s cameras to make a home movie of him playing with his children. 

So, Torn walked up to Mailer, announced that he was going to kill him, and bashed him on the head with a hammer.  Mailer responded by biting off a piece of Torn’s ear. 

Maybe it’s just the white trash country girl in me, but I always get a sneaky little thrill out of watching men actually fight for real.  However, that said, it’s not just the brawl that makes this a classic clip.  It’s the conversation between Mailer and Torn afterward.  Rip Torn’s just a badass and here’s wishing him a happy 80th birthday!